Ancient Weapon Pluton (1)

The beam swelled, its destructive aura sweeping out like a storm. Roger began bleeding from every orifice, and cracks spread through the rippling space before him like a mirror.

Roger retreated at high speed. He was no match for Imu's attack.

"Impossible. How can you be this strong?"

Roger's cry was hysterical. Once again, he felt how small he was. His Conqueror's Haki surged skyward, making the darkened heavens seem ready to collapse.

Cold light shone from Imu's eyes, one pupil white and the other black. Without a flicker of emotion, she shifted sideways and spread the six wings on her back. An even stronger Supreme Will slammed into Roger's Conqueror's Haki, making it seem as though heaven and earth were falling apart.

Amid the upheaval, Roger's ears trembled. Countless voices entered his mind, allowing him to force his way to a few flaws in Imu's attack. He pulled back, panting.

Unlike the battered Roger, Imu looked entirely at ease. She seemed at once a noble god and a demon from hell, her two sacred auras affecting the entire space.

"The Voice of All Things. Is that all?"

Imu extended a slender white hand and turned it down toward Roger. Thunder cracked and lightning flashed. The sky seemed to return to nothingness as an immense island appeared above Roger's head.

Roger looked up, his eyes bulging in disbelief.

At the same moment, everyone fighting across the vast area looked up at the immense island bearing down through the atmosphere.

"This..."

Everyone was stunned.

"How is that possible? Is that an immense island?"

"My god! Is that an immense island?"

Cursing, Tesoro looked at the enormous shadow descending over him and World Destroyer. His expression changed sharply, and he shot toward the horizon.

The other combatants abandoned their opponents and fled