Faced with the encirclement, interception, and joint beating from Gier Buster, Redfield, and Charlotte Linlin, Saint Guster could only do everything he could to escape.
If his life had not been completely controlled by Imu, he would have surrendered long ago.
Proud and arrogant, Saint Guster had not, like Petti Palace, connected Sengoku, Garp, Gunko, and the other missing captives to the slim hope represented by Kozuki Houka.
He still felt that his only chance of survival lay in escaping to the Five Elders.
He did not believe Imu would abandon all of the Five Elders.
Instead, he thought that Petti Palace was somewhat foolish for fleeing to Imu in hopes of receiving mercy from that heartless god.
Now, that god, whose thoughts were utterly incomprehensible, would not even save a genius like him who had just awakened Conqueror's Haki. How could Imu possibly save Petti Palace, the weakest Holy Knight!
However, he no longer had the strength to care about whether Petti Palace lived or died.
After all, his own situation was even more dangerous than hers.
But was the Petti Palace Saint Guster imagined truly so foolish?
At the outskirts of the god-level battlefield high in the sky, Petti Palace, plunged into despair, truly did not know what to do at that moment.
If she dared enter the god-level battlefield, monsters like Kozuki Houka, Rocks, and Loki would deal with her in passing within minutes.
Yet after Houka was sent flying by Imu, a voice suddenly entered Petti Palace's ears.
'Your prayers have been heard.'
'Do not struggle. Let me put Seastone on you.'
'I guarantee you will not die!'
'My alternate space can indeed block Imu's contract power!'
'Gunko, Sengoku, and Garp are all still alive.'
Houka's sudden voice startled Petti Palace into freezing for a moment.