The huge hall is so empty that you can hear the echo of your heartbeat.
The towering dome was hidden in the eternal darkness, with only a few swaying pale candles that seemed to have frozen time, barely outlining the cold, huge, inhuman-scale outline of the throne.
The air was filled with stale silence and an invisible, suffocating pressure.
Imu's figure is almost integrated with the throne. She is leaning lazily, the shadow of the wide hood covering most of her face, revealing only her graceful but bloodless lower jaw, and an eye that shines with an inhumanly deep light under the weak candlelight.
Her fingertips, so pale that they were almost transparent, were caressing a reward notice spread out on the armrest of the throne unconsciously and with an almost playful rhythm.
The paper is rough, but the face on it is extremely impactful - Gol·D·Allen.
In the photo, he has a cynical smile on his lips, but his eyes are as sharp as an eagle, as if he can penetrate the paper and look directly into people's hearts.
The bounty amount is staggeringly huge, but this is not the focus of Imu.
"Gol... D..."
A silent sigh slipped through her heart, with an imperceptible ripple.
In the long period of eight hundred years, there have been very few things that can make her stop.
This face, this rebellious look, this damn last name... actually made her feel a little... "interesting" for a long time? Unfortunately, this "interesting" was quickly covered by the cold reality.
He rejected her "invitation" and the "divine position" that was readily available to him.
Imu exerted slight pressure on his fingertips, and the edges of the reward order were pinched into slight wrinkles.
"The worm who doesn't know how to appreciate others is more stubborn than that idiot Roger..."
There is a hint of irritation in my heart: It is rare to see a toy that is pleasing to the eye, but it turns out to be more stubborn than Roger! It is simply a waste of my feelings! Just crush it to death!
Without warning, a panicked voice was like an invisible sharp needle, piercing directly into the depths of Imu's mind, breaking the dead silence in the hall.
It was the voice of Saint Nusjuro: "Sir... Sir! It's not good! Rock Island...Rock Island over there..."
Financial God-Warrior·Zambalon·V·Saint Nusjuro's voice came through some mysterious link of thoughts. It lost its previous calmness and was filled with unbelievable horror and a trace of imperceptible fear. It even stuttered a little, "That kid... he... he... he Resurrection!!"
Saint Nusjuro's voice added hastily, "Just after the master left for a while, he... he bounced up and down! And... he also took 'Pluton' Silbaz·Rayleigh away!"
The lazy posture on the throne disappeared instantly.
Imu's back was as straight as a taut bowstring, and the eye exposed to the shadow suddenly opened wide, as if there was a dark Vortex spinning crazily deep in the pupil.
The shadows covering her face seemed to be distorted by the violent fluctuations of her emotions.
"Oh?"
Imu's voice was still calm, but that calmness contained enough chill in Freeze's soul and a hint of... uncontrollable, almost morbid excitement.
She tilted her head slightly, as if she was listening to an extremely ridiculous joke, "You mean... the kid who was stabbed seventeen times with 'God-Slaying Blade' by me, whose heart and brain were completely shattered, and even the fluctuations of his soul were annihilated... he, 'Full-Health Resurrection'?"
His heart suddenly became active, with a hint of absurd admiration. "Oh! This Xiaoqiang's Life Force... simply refreshed my knowledge! Interesting... so interesting! This is a hundred times more interesting than expected!"
Feeling the "interest" rising in Imu's tone instead of being angry, Saint Nusjuro calmed down a little, but his tone was still respectful and urgent. "Yes, sir! It's absolutely true! In addition... Sir, there is one more thing I need to report to you."
Imu asked, "What's the matter??"
"We captured Marshall D. Teach. His Devil Fruit ability has been identified, and he is the 'Dark-Dark Fruit' of Logia!"
Saint Nusjuro's tone had a hint of asking for credit, "This Devil Fruit Ability is extremely special. Not only can it create a black hole to swallow and crush everything, it can also forcibly suppress the power of other Ability User. Even... according to preliminary analysis, it is likely to have the ability to 'capture' the abilities of other people's Devil Fruit!"
"The target has been heavily imprisoned by Seastone and escorted to Red Port. Sir, what should I do with this person? Kill him on the spot, or..."
He waited carefully for instructions.
Imu's gaze seemed to penetrate the dome of the palace and fall somewhere far away.
Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the throne twice, making a crisp and cold "tap, tap" sound. "Dark-Dark Fruit... suppress... seize..."
She repeated these key words in a low voice, and the corners of her mouth under the hood seemed to curl up in an extremely subtle and chilling arc.
"Bring him back and imprison him at the bottom of 'Infinite Hell'. Make sure he is alive and... cannot escape."
She paused, with a hint of playfulness in her voice, "This fruit... might become an... interesting tool."
Hachinosu Island, which was once easy to defend and difficult to attack, has now become a boiling furnace.
The roar of artillery fire and the loud noise of collapsed buildings were heard endlessly. The air was filled with gunpowder smoke, Seawater's salty, burnt smell, and various other weird residual smells of Devil Fruit Ability.
Killing sounds, roars, wailing sounds, and Big Mom's iconic "Mama Mama" weird laugh were mixed together to form a crazy symphony.
A ruined square that was forcibly bombarded to the ground, and the ground was covered with huge cracks like spider webs.
Bullet's whole body was covered with pitch-black Armament Haki. His muscles were swollen and swollen. He laughed maniacally and swung a fist powerful enough to split mountains and split seas. Every blow caused an explosion in the air.
"Old man! Can your legal provisions withstand my punch of 'Star Crusher'?! Order? Bah! Strength is the only truth!"
He resisted Saint Warcury with a "Tusk Impact", leaving deep marks on his shoulder armor, but he laughed even more crazily.
Saint Warcury transformed into a ferocious giant pig like a mountain, with white tusks and skin covered in rock-like armor. Every time it stepped on the ground, it caused a small earthquake.
His voice was like rolling thunder, with a superior coldness. "Douglas Bullet! Your violence is meaningless! Under the iron heel of absolute order, any disorder will be completely crushed! 'Gavel Judgment'!"
The huge elephant hoof Infusion grabbed Purple-Black Haki and trampled down hard, smashing a deep pit into the ground, and the shock wave swept away the fighting soldiers nearby.
The pure strength of the two collided, making the entire battlefield Core Area tremble.
In the area near the port, several deep trenches were plowed by BIG MOM's "Emperor Sword·Breaker Blade".
The five black-robed figures, nearly five meters tall, possess powerful defense and fire resistance, and their movements are swift and fierce.
There are faint scale patterns of Kaido Azure Dragon Form on their bodies, and they can spit high-heat energy beams from their mouths.
Silent and efficient, they cooperate seamlessly and take turns attacking BIG MOM with a fearless attitude.
Big Mom stands above the thunder cloud Zeus, holding Emperor Sword Napoleon and Prometheus burning with sun flames surrounding her.
Her huge body flexibly dodges energy beams and heavy punches, and her strange power explodes. With one sword, she can chop a Human Weapon into sparks and dent the armor.