The demon wings on Imu's back swelled several times over. When the black, leathery wings spread, they blotted out the sky, and their shadow swallowed the entire stretch of coastal waters.
A long black tail shaped like an arrow trailed behind him. Its tip curved upward, lending it an almost elegant deadliness.
The black rings that had floated behind him shifted, winding around his waist, arms, and legs. Every eerie eye set into them opened at once, turning in unison and glowing a blood red that made hearts seize.
Half human, half demon.
This was Imu's second form—and his strongest.
Like the half-human, half-beast form of a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit, it combined strength, defense, and speed. Demonic Energy engulfed the twenty King's Blades. They trembled in unison, ready to unleash their power at any moment.
"ROAR—!!!"
Imu opened his mouth and roared.
The sound was not loud. It was not even deafening.
Yet the entire sea trembled in that instant.
From the East Blue to the West Blue, from the South Blue to the North Blue, from the Grand Line to the Calm Belt, countless Sea Kings dove in frenzy. Birds fell from the sky in terror, and countless powerful fighters woke from their dreams drenched in cold sweat.
For the first time before the eyes of the world, the supreme being who had ruled it for eight hundred years let out a beast's howl.
Garp looked back at the Sabaody Archipelago.
Tens of thousands sat slumped amid the ruins, their eyes vacant. They had laid down their weapons, abandoned their struggle, and surrendered every thought of survival.
He gritted his teeth.
He knew this was their best chance to bring Imu down. If they missed it today, they might never get another.
But if that meteor fell...
**"Fist