When Imu and Enma, who had led the way, arrived at the Western Styx Estuary.
The place was already a complete mess.
The wreckage of nine Underworld Ships and the corpses of countless Pure Titans were gradually being swallowed by the surging waters of the Underworld as blazing flames licked at them.
The only one left was Major General Matai, the Armored Titan, half-kneeling by the riverbank in utter helplessness, completely consumed by fear of King Enma.
Imu was very familiar with that expression. His mind had definitely been intimidated by Conqueror's Haki.
King Enma must have first knocked out all the Titans present, then burned those Underworld Ships, and finally seized one vessel to sail into the Underworld Sea.
"What a pity, what a terrible pity."
Imu shook his head and sighed as he looked toward the estuary leading into the Underworld Sea beyond.
If only he could bring over the World Government's admiral-level forces.
Then have them split up and guard the four estuaries here, helping him hold King Enma back for a while.
There would have been a good chance of keeping him here for good and eliminating future trouble.
Given King Enma's current weakened state.
Two admiral-level fighters working together should have been able to contend with him for a short time.
Unfortunately, there was not a single admiral-level fighter in this Sea Star Underworld.
There simply were no conditions to keep King Enma here.
As for these Titans, they were nothing more than a rabble. No matter what, King Enma could never have been held back by them.
Even if the one stationed here had been Eren Yeager, the Ultimate Titan formed from the union of the Nine Titans, the outcome would not have changed in the slightest.
Below admiral level, all were ants.
Sigh—