At the word "return," Randall instinctively sensed something was wrong.
And the moment Imu roared, Devil Fruit Users all over the world suddenly froze in place.
At Marine Headquarters, Garp looked anxiously at Sengoku and the others.
"Tsuru, Sengoku, Aokiji, Sakazuki, Borsalino, what's wrong with you?"
Sengoku gave a bitter smile and opened his mouth.
But before he could say anything, his body suddenly shuddered.
Then a Golden Light Phantom drifted out of him.
Garp's pupils contracted, and he reached out to grab it.
But his hand passed straight through.
Then the Golden Light Phantom shot into the distance, vanishing within a few breaths.
"Sengoku!"
Sengoku's face was now ashen, his eyes devoid of life.
He was dead.
"Tsuru!"
"Sakazuki, don't!"
"No! Aokiji!"
"How terrifying~"
Kizaru blankly murmured those words, then collapsed, no longer breathing.
Garp stared numbly at the bodies scattered across the floor, unable to process what had happened.
Only moments ago, they had all been happily imagining the future together.
The same thing happened to every Devil Fruit User.
Countless glowing lights streaked across the sky, all heading for the same destination.
"What did you do? What did you do?!"
Seeing Imu fall silent, Randall felt an ever-growing sense of dread.
"Don't be impatient. Look, they're here!"
Imu looked toward the horizon, the corners of his mouth lifting.
Randall whipped his head around.
Countless points of light filled the sky.
He didn't know what they were, but a few of them actually felt familiar.
He looked toward those particular lights.
Golden light, magma, ice, flashes of light, and flames.
Those powers were familiar.
Randall's heart suddenly trembled.
No way...
It couldn't be what I'm thinking...
Soon, the fastest point of light reached the Imu Tree.
Randall reacted swiftly and tried to stop it, but the light passed