"So that's what it is--"
Kenma opened the document in his hand, which contained the contributions of the soldiers on this expedition.
Sternritter who were killed, and the people who killed them.
[The Explode] was burned to death by embers, [fear] was frozen to death by Kuzan, [The Heat] was defeated by Ace, [love] was decapitated by Whitebeard, [Hero] was strangled by the AB combination of Third Raikage----
Except for the five captured Star Crosses and the few people killed by Kenma, the rest of them are all in this document, and their fates are clearly marked.
Kenma then told the enemies he had killed in Silbern. Sengoku opened a document and compared them one by one.
"Not only did King Yhwach get rid of Quincy, but his most capable subordinates were vulnerable to Great King""
"If we talk about military merit, Great King's merits in this battle should be the greatest for the entire army!"
A trace of excitement flashed across his face, and he turned his head to look ahead, seeing the three roaring battle scenes in the distance.
"So, those strong men in Quincy were either killed or captured, and these three are still stubbornly resisting right now.
"Although the three of them are powerful, with so many strong men in our army here, and Great King personally taking charge, they will be defeated sooner or later, and they won't be able to cause any trouble."
Kenma also looked at the three battlefields in the distance.
Feeling the enemy's gradually weakening Spiritual Pressure, it seemed that his victory was determined, so he couldn't help but nodded slightly.
He seemed to remember something and suddenly looked at Sengoku.
"Just now, you said that our army lost more than 400 people?"
Sengoku said with a solemn expression, "Yes, the statistics before were rough. Those soldiers were either missing or killed - but the detailed data will not be available until the war is over."
"What's going on?"
Kenma frowned deeply, with a hint of confusion under his serious expression.
"These soldiers have all signed a contract with me, and we will live and die together. We are a community of destiny. As long as I don't die, they will not die."
"If that's the case, why are they being killed again?"
When Kenma signed the contract with these people, he did create many unclear terms so that he could misinterpret them at any time.
He is the active party in the contract, and the final right of interpretation lies with him.
In addition, many traps were deliberately arranged in the contract to benefit themselves.
Kenma also knows that some of his operations are really shady.
But he can still make certain guarantees on the most basic matters of life and death Contractor!
At least the phrase "live and die together" is definitely not a joke, unless it reaches the limit of the terms stipulated in the contract.
"Great King, that's how war is, there's victory and defeat, life and death!"
Thinking of those soldiers who died in battle, Sengoku's eyes darkened, and a trace of sadness flashed under his tough background.
However, he quickly realized that what Kenma was just referring to was not the evil of war, but the doubts about the death of his own soldiers.
He suppressed the grief in his heart, and his voice was unusually calm.
"Those Quincy, even if we exclude Sternritter, there are still many strong people among the remaining people."
"In this battle, our army was able to defeat Shadow Empire at such a small cost, thanks to the contract with Great King, otherwise our army's casualties would have been even greater!"
"It was Contractor who became Great King. When those soldiers fought with the enemy, even if their internal organs were injured or even decapitated, they could still survive and continue fighting after treatment."
"And those soldiers who died--"
Sengoku's voice paused, he was already prepared for this.
He dug out the prepared information from the pile of documents in his hand, opened it and scanned it with his eyes. After confirming that it was correct, he handed it to Kenma.
"Most of them died after being attacked by Sternritter. Either their bodies were wiped out by the vicious attack, or their injuries were too great and their bodies were shattered too seriously----"
"Under such circumstances, these soldiers cannot maintain their will at all, let alone retain their vitality, and even the medical troops cannot provide effective treatment."
Kenma took the file and looked at it carefully.
It contains all kinds of information about the dead soldiers, including their names, units, numbers, and the final manner of death.
As Sengoku said, these soldiers died in such a miserable state that there was no way to save them.
Some soldiers were burned to ashes, while others were torn apart by thousands of arrows, or blown into pieces of flesh and blood--
With such injuries, let alone treatment, the soldiers could not even retain their most basic personal will, so how could they "not die"?
Kenma silently put down the document in his hand.
In such a serious situation, even under his contract, life cannot be guaranteed!
After connecting with him, the "immortality" he can give Contractor is not immortality in the true sense. The degree of immortality is quite limited, but the body becomes quite durable.
The "immortal" body also requires the most basic rules.
If it were just a small injury like decapitation or heart removal, Contractors could indeed survive.
But if he is burned to ashes or his brain is blown to pieces and his self-consciousness cannot be retained, he will be helpless.
Even in order to ignore himself, his Zanpakuto might take it upon himself to cut off the connection between him and Contractor on the spot.
Kenma rubbed his eyebrows and couldn't help but sigh.
The excitement caused by winning just now disappeared at this moment.
Sengoku saw Kenma's expression downcast and said, "Great King It doesn't have to be like this. War is about killing people. It's nothing more than numbers. There is no reason to win without making sacrifices in this world."
"It was the hard fighting of those soldiers that allowed us to achieve this victory. Only by winning can we live up to those soldiers who died in battle."
Kenma's eyes flickered, and the expression on his face gradually returned to its previous toughness and became solemn.
"Of course I know that war kills people, but I felt a little emotional for a while."
"In the final analysis, it was my insistence that started this war. Strictly speaking, it was me who caused their sacrifices."
Sengoku spoke softly, with a firm voice.
"Since we signed the contract with Great King, we have been your followers. We share the same destiny with Great King and strive for the same dream. Great King will move forward unswervingly, and we will work hard to follow."
"Sacrifice is inevitable, but there is one thing - I hope Great King will not forget the mood at this moment in the future, and don't forget the sacrifices made by us - in this way, it will be worthwhile for us and these ministers to risk their lives."
Kenma nodded and didn't think about it.
He stood up and looked at the battlefield ahead.
Everyone can feel depressed, and they can feel sad about it, but they should not be too immersed in it, otherwise they will feel panic and even self-doubt on the road ahead.
Kenma Let his thoughts be forcibly pulled out of these low emotions and focus on the battle situation.
The three battlefields at this moment have undergone decisive changes.
The towering giant fell, and his body collapsed amidst bursts of explosions, turning into crystal Reishi and dissipating in the air.
The battle came to an end and calm gradually returned.
"Spiritual Pressure is decreasing rapidly--it's gone now."
Feeling the giant's Spiritual Pressure disappear, Kenma shifted his gaze and carefully felt the battlefield in another place.
The drug-playing guy in the distance, Spiritual Pressure, has also begun to collapse, approaching nothingness in the blink of an eye.
It has obviously been defeated.
"Both are defeated, so only the last one is left."
Kenma turned his eyes and looked at the last battlefield.
"The Visionary."
Perhaps sensing the disappearance of the two companions, Gremmy and Spiritual Pressure suddenly broke out.
But this outbreak did not last long, and began to decline under a chaotic battle Spiritual Pressure.
The end of the battle is not far away.
"Come over with me and have a look."
Kenma waved to the two people beside him, jumped off the cloud, and walked towards the final battlefield.
Sengoku put away the documents, Shisui spread out Auspicious Cloud, and followed behind.
When Kenma came to the battlefield, the battle was just over.
The ground is covered with thick trees, and there are lines of lava that have not yet cooled down among the trees.
A wooden giant squatted on one side, and on the other side, a tall blue warrior holding a samurai sword was quickly disappearing.
After passing through the layers of trees, a billowing heat wave hit us.
Kenma looked around and took in the battlefield situation.
Akainu stood on one side, with his back in tatters and dust, and half of his face covered in blood.
The fingers turned into claws and were swung out along with the hot lava, piercing the white Quincy body.
On the other side, there is Garp, whose upper body is naked, with bulging muscles and exposed veins, revealing a strong aura0
The fist as big as a sandbag swung out and hit Quincy on the head. Gremmy withstood the two attacks like this, his face became pale and weak, and blood overflowed from his mouth.
"What a miserable sight. The fighting is over on your side."
Seeing Kenma coming, Akainu and Garp put away their attacking postures.
Gremmy couldn't hold on anymore, his body swayed and he half-knelt on the ground.
He raised his head, his vision blurred for a moment, then recovered in his imagination.
Seeing Kenma approaching, a wry smile appeared on Gremmy's face.
"I didn't expect that until the end of the battle, I didn't even touch the enemy BOSS's clothes Kakuzu."
"It seems that I am the strongest, but my reputation is actually somewhat hollow."
Kenma looked at the messy battlefield everywhere, came near the three people on the battlefield, and looked at Gremmy.
Hearing what he said, Kenma said, "With your strength, you are enough to be proud of being able to compete with the four strongest people under my command."
"What you say is not a compliment to me."
Gremmy smiled bitterly and slowly raised his hands, only to see that his hands were disappearing.
Akainu also planned to take the opportunity to strike a blow to make this guy die completely, but was stopped by Kenma with a wave of his hand.
"Akainu, no need to hit him, he's finished.
After Kenma finished speaking, he looked at Gremmy.
Gremmy raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.
"Ah, you're right. It seems I'm reaching my limit. I can't hold on to this imaginary body anymore."
He swept the light and looked at Akainu and Garp.
There was a sudden clanging sound of armors clashing here, and Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha also came from a distance, and their figures flashed here.
Gremmy glanced at everyone and seemed to sigh.
"I said before, I can't even use a finger to deal with you."
"But in fact, I don't even have a finger. This body is the product of my imagination."
As soon as the words fell, Gremmy's body suddenly exploded and disappeared into nothing.
An object popped out of his head and fell to the ground.
It's a brain in a semicircular container.
Gremmy's weak voice sounded out of thin air.
"This is my true face. It's really sad. I'm obviously the strongest, but I look like this."
Looking at the brain that suddenly appeared, Garp frowned and sighed lightly.
Hashirama Senju bit his lower lip, a trace of compassion flashed across his face.
Never would they have imagined that the enemy the four of them needed to defeat together actually only had one brain.
Akainu's face was still cold, while Madara Uchiha looked disdainful.
Kenma looked unmoved and said softly, "It seems you have completely lost, the Visionary."
"Yeah, I lost."
The brain on the ground was trembling, as if it had exhausted its last bit of strength.
Gremmy's voice was inexplicably soothing, revealing a hint of relief.
"I am satisfied with this battle."
"For the sake of you having been with me for so long, powerful enemy, I will give you one last piece of advice."
Speaking of this, Gremmy's voice suddenly became serious.
"Haschwalth is not dead, and even Yhwach's body collection has not been destroyed. When you launched the attack, Haschwalth came to me--"
"He took the body of Yhwach and some members of Sternritter and had already fled."
"What?!"
Kenma Qingran's eyes widened, staring closely at the brain.
Shisui and Sengoku, both showed unexpected expressions.
"Are you serious?"
"Yhwach--Not dead?!"
Gremmy did not answer. His brain was motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.
His stupid words continued to sound, and his stupidity remained unchanged, as if he had already recorded his voice.
"Some of the people you dealt with were figments of my imagination - of course, Askin and Gerard - are -"
His voice finally became staccato, ending with the end of his imagination.
Kenma suddenly came back to his senses, his face changed drastically, and he fell into gloom.
He looked at Sengoku and others behind him, and saw that they were all gathered together like this.
"What's going on?!"
"Huh, Hashirama, don't you understand--we have been tricked!"
"But this guy is an enemy after all. Whether what he says is credible or not is not yet known."
"No, I can tell intuitively that this guy is a proud person and doesn't bother to lie!"
The noisy voices of the crowd gradually sounded.
Kenma frowned and stared at the brain.
Suddenly, he remembered something and looked at Sengoku.
"Sengoku, see if there is anything special about the battle records with the enemy!"
"If it is true, as he said, that some of the enemies are the product of his imagination, then these enemies will definitely leave no corpses behind when they die."
Sengoku set suddenly understood.
"Vice versa, if you can find the body left behind, it will prove that the dead enemy is the real person!"
Kenma nodded and looked at everyone solemnly.
"Please keep this matter confidential."
"To the men and women in the army, there is only one thing to declare, and that is our irrefutable victory!"