The instant the darkness descended, an unprecedented sense of dread welled up inside Saint Peter. His sandworm form slowly reverted, revealing an expression of stunned disbelief.
He couldn't use any of his abilities—not even the power of Lord Imu's contract!
Lina held him up in the air by the head with one hand. Saint Peter's usually composed face immediately twisted in panic.
He grabbed at the arm as hard as iron pincers and struggled with all his might. Through the gaps between Lina's fingers, he glared at him in fury.
"How dare you! Let go of me!"
Shhk—!
Before he could finish, Lina's eyes darkened. His bony fingers pressed together, turning into a bone-white blade that mercilessly pierced Saint Peter's body!
"—Pwah!"
Saint Peter's pupils contracted violently, and he couldn't help spitting blood. The next second, the bone arm piercing him unleashed a shockwave inside his body!
Bang!
A ring of force burst out from within. Blood slowly streamed from Saint Peter's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, while his violently trembling pupils began to lose focus.
It was easier than killing a chicken. That was how helpless an ability user felt when facing Lina.
All he had to do was Teleport, Dark Water, and slit their throat.
With this simple combo, anyone who relied too heavily on their abilities in battle was utterly defenseless against him.
Sengoku and Akainu hadn't been easily defeated because even without their abilities, they had enough physical prowess to avoid being taken out by one of Lina's killing blows.
As for the Five Elders' physical prowess without their abilities—
Perhaps they'd once been formidable, but at least now, they were all but useless.
Lina casually tossed Saint Peter aside.
He was already a corpse. Dark Water had erased the abilities Imu had bestowed upon him,