"In this world, I am immortal." Luo Wen surveyed the entire navy with a disdainful look, smiling as he said, "If you don't believe me, you can try. If you can kill me before I kill you."
"No need, I believe you are immortal."
Cold sweat dripped down Kizaru's forehead; he had no intention of even trying.
Even without that final blow, he was far from being a match for Luo Wen.
But to be immortal, that's true immortality!
He was only guessing, but Luo Wen actually admitted it.
His repeated resurrections and his indifferent attitude towards death prove that Luo Wen is immortal.
Shouldn't this kind of secret be kept hidden?
Is such a simple admission really a good thing?
But considering that Luo Wen is not dead, he is absolutely invincible in terms of strength.
No one could deal with him, so it seemed he really had no need to hide anything anymore.
"I see, no wonder he remained so calm throughout."
Aokiji said, Satori.
He completely believed Luo Wen's words, and his previous doubts were resolved.
Luo Wen dared to be surrounded and face life-or-death situations multiple times.
It wasn't just because of Luo Wen's immense strength, but also because he was immortal, which allowed him to act without restraint.
"What a monster."
Aokiji sighed with a complex expression.
The immortal and invincible Luo Wen has no rivals in this world.
The Five Elders who escaped, the remaining Four Emperors, and the hidden forces of the World Government were all unable to pose any threat to him.
Luo Wen is destined to be the ruler of this world.
Meanwhile, pirates around the world watching the live stream were gripped by a great panic.
"An immortal Godslayer, how can we defeat him?"
"The World Government is finished, and so are the pirates!"
"He's already so strong, yet we still can't kill him. Can't God give pirates a way out?"
Although they couldn't clearly see the specific battle scenes through the Visual Transponder Snail) around the Marine Headquarters.
The general direction of Luo Wen's beating up the Five Elders' combined forces is undoubtedly correct.
The final, towering pillar of light was a magnificent sight that they couldn't ignore.
The three Five Elders who were struck by the arrow died instantly, while Luo Wen, who had sacrificed his life, was resurrected and declared to the whole world that he was immortal.
"His power to defeat the combined might of the Five Elders is something no one can rival head-on."
"Even if you poison him or assassinate him in secret, it won't work. He's immortal; he's invincible!"
The pirates racked their brains but couldn't come up with any way to deal with Luo Wen.
Poisoning, assassination attempts, using Devil Fruit abilities to plot against each other—all sorts of schemes and tricks were in vain.
Even if you succeed by chance, Luo Wen is immortal.
When he is resurrected, he will still be the invincible Godslayer.
Meanwhile, ordinary people were kneeling on the ground, begging for divine protection.
They didn't know how many times Luo Wen had been resurrected, nor did they know Luo Wen's specific stats.
However, they genuinely believed that Luo Wen was immortal.
Because Luo Wen displayed godlike power.
That pillar of light piercing through the sky could be seen by everyone in the same hemisphere as Luo Wen.
When the beam of light on the television rises in sync with reality, its earth-shattering power is imprinted in people's hearts.
What more needs to be said? Luo Wen is a god!
If God says he is immortal, then he is certainly immortal.
Besides, isn't it perfectly normal for gods to be immortal?
"Immortal God, please protect us from pirates, and bless us with bountiful harvests every year!"
"O Most High God, please do not be angry, we are all your faithful followers!"
"God, cleanse this corrupt world! Pirates and Celestial Dragons deserve to die!"
Countless people knelt on the ground, praying as they watched the blurry figure on television.
Greatness needs no further explanation!
In the palace of Pangaea Castle in the Holy Land Mary Geoise.
A red-carpeted path runs through the entire hall.
The red carpet stretched all the way up several high steps before finally stopping in front of a horizontal sandpit.
Nineteen weapons of various kinds were stuck in the sand pool, and despite the passage of eight hundred years, they still exuded an aura of killing.
This is the weapon used by the twenty kings when they established the World Government eight hundred years ago, representing the supreme glory of the twenty kings.
Beyond the weapon pool stands a magnificent and imposing Empty Throne.
Located at the highest point of the entire hall, the throne is carved with a cross on its back, with four circles at each end of the cross, guarding the circle at the center of the cross.
The cross represents the Red Line, while the circles at the four ends of the cross represent the Four Blues.
The circle at the center of the cross, surrounded by the Four Blues, represents the World Government.
This Empty Throne represents the highest rule in the world.
When the throne was first established, the kings agreed that no one could sit on it and no individual would have the power to rule the world.
However, at this moment, there was a television set in front of the throne, and a figure was also sitting on the throne.
With a sharp crown on his head and his whole body shrouded in shadow, Imu slumped on the throne, panting heavily.
The television in front of him was showing the scene of the beam of light annihilating the three Five Elders.
The deaths of the three Five Elders also had a significant backlash on him.
Another reason for his miserable state was the terrifying power he had witnessed.
The demonic magic circle summoned by the Five Elders is his power.
He can observe the situation on the scene through the demonic magic circle and the shared dark magic eye of the Five Elders.
"What was that? It looked like the world had been destroyed."
Imu muttered to himself.
The beam of light that annihilated Saint Mercury, Saint Mars, and Saint Peter was playing repeatedly in his mind.
The all-destroying divine Divine Spear appeared, and it seemed as if the world trembled before it.
At that moment, observing the God-Slaying Spear from six different perspectives, he felt immense fear.
The death perspective of the three Saint Mercury, and the observation perspective of the two Saint Saturn and the Demonic Magic Circle.
His fear of the God-Slaying Spear intensified as he observed it from multiple angles.
I once thought that when the East Blue destroyed Tot Musica, the destruction of the island was already the full power of this Divine Spear, roughly equivalent to the Celestial Dragons' National Treasure.
However, he was completely wrong.
The aura of destruction emanating from the God-Slaying Spear is far beyond anything that the Celestial Dragon National Treasure can match.
"I don't recall the Ancient Kingdom possessing such terrifying weapons," Imu said, recalling the glorious kingdom of eight hundred years ago.
That was a golden age in which technology and power were incredibly advanced.
The world today is far less powerful than it was then.
The Celestial Dragons' National Treasure, the Three Ancient Weapons, and the Giant Robot that developed self-awareness are all products of that era.
No matter how hard Imu searched through his memories, he couldn't find anything that matched the God-Slaying Spear.
Whether it was him or Joy Boy, the consequences of being shot would have been no different from those of the Five Elders.
That is a power that transcends the world.
So what exactly is it?
Despite his confusion, Imu also realized that Luo Wen, with his immense power, was an enemy the World Government could not confront head-on.
The only way to deal with him is through underhanded schemes, just like he did with Joy Boy eight hundred years ago.
But then, a voice came from the television. "[I am immortal.]"
"He is immortal..."
Imu's last hope was also extinguished.
That monster is immortal; no scheme will work.
Eight hundred years ago, he triumphed through intrigue; eight hundred years later, the strong are unafraid of intrigue.
Imu slumped on the Empty Throne, stroking the steel-forged seat of power.
Although World Government have not completely failed.
He knew, however, that this Empty Throne no longer represented the highest power in the world.
The fist represents power.
The true supreme power in the world is already in the hands of that strongest man.