"Several times, even dozens of times more power?"
Jesus Burgess and the others were stunned.
No!
Rather, even Blackbeard stood frozen in shock.
To them, obtaining a Devil Fruit already meant a qualitative leap in strength.
That was already the fastest path to becoming stronger.
Yet now, Imu had declared that she could allow them to reach even greater heights.
This was undoubtedly beyond their understanding.
"What's wrong? You don't believe me?" Imu's ethereal voice rang out again, but this time, it carried a soul-shaking force.
"You saw the tremendous power Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro and the others displayed during the Sea Burial War."
"As long as you possess that immense power, killing that brat from Blood Flag will not be a problem."
As she said this, golden light suddenly flared in Imu's eyes, adding an unnerving, soul-captivating quality to her gaze. "Or perhaps you have never had the courage to seek revenge."
"Don't forget, reaching the final island, Laugh Tale, is the final contest for the title of Pirate King. If you possess this power, not only will you kill that brat from Blood Flag, you will surpass the Four Emperors and become the ultimate ruler of these seas."
The lengthy words echoed through the great hall, lingering for a long while.
Not only Jesus Burgess and the others—even Blackbeard's breathing became heavy. A strange fervor appeared in his wide eyes.
Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, Imu, hidden within the golden light, revealed a teasing smile.
Before she could speak again, however, an urgent Transponder Snail alarm suddenly rang out without warning.
"Gurururu! Someone has landed on the final island, Laugh Tale. Please immediately issue response orders."
"Someone made it there?" Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro raised a brow and quickly activated the Transponder Snail's surveillance feed. But the