Yet, facing such a terrifying man—or perhaps some kind of powerful life-form—Dragon's spirits hadn't sunk. Instead, he felt a strange thrill!
"Sir."
"May I ask if you've ever encountered Pluton?!"
Dragon got straight to the point, making no attempt to hide his question.
Nara Dan's expression remained unchanged.
"Oh?"
"You know about Pluton?"
Dragon nodded. Though the World Government had constantly erased information about the Ancient Weapons, years of effort had still allowed him to uncover a few traces.
"I know a little... though I don't know exactly what Pluton looks like."
Dragon spoke with deep wariness and helplessness.
"But judging from history, whenever Pluton is deployed..."
"The whole world is 'cleansed' without the slightest chance to resist!"
"Those who resist are slaughtered, and the world returns to the way it was under the World Government's original rule."
"In the past eight hundred years, Pluton has been deployed only a handful of times."
"Clearly, activating Pluton comes at a price."
Dragon's expression was grave. He was plainly wary of Pluton's power.
"But every time, the world is subjected to a thorough and merciless cleansing!"
"So I want to know..."
"Did you face Pluton head-on, sir?!"
Dragon fixed his gaze on Nara Dan, seemingly not at all concerned about the trouble such impudence might bring him.
Nara Dan's lips curled into a faint smile. He understood what Dragon was getting at.
"Pluton is a powerful suit of armor."
"Only Imu, who has undergone the Immortality Surgery, can activate it."
"It's certainly a troublesome weapon."
Nara Dan's tone was calm. Pluton's power was indeed formidable, but that was all it amounted to. Imu could only draw on a limited amount of its power.
What Nara Dan feared wasn't Pluton, but the portion of the Authority in Imu's hands.
At that, Dragon's eyes