Imu imagined Su Yu's pained expression, an arrogant smile gradually spreading across his face. Then he planted his hands on his hips and laughed soundlessly. If not for the Calm-Calm Fruit, his laughter would surely have echoed across the Four Seas.
Meanwhile, Sengoku and the others standing guard around Momousagi had no idea that the person they were guarding against had already broken through their encirclement and even had time to spare for a hearty laugh.
Sengoku and the others were frantic, yet Momousagi herself showed no awareness of being the target. She was perfectly composed, because she knew that worrying was useless. Whether she died in the end still depended on whether Su Yu wanted to step in and save her. If he did not, there was no guarding against someone like Imu, so she might as well calmly await death. If Su Yu was willing to save her, there was even less reason to worry, because Momousagi knew that no one could hurt someone Su Yu wanted to protect right under his nose.
Once he had laughed enough, Imu raised his hand and aimed at Momousagi's throat. Dense Armament Haki surged out. To be safe, Imu directly condensed his powerful Armament Haki into solid form, creating a pitch-black spear. Still unsatisfied, he coated it with Conqueror's Haki as well. Although this black spear crackling with black-and-red lightning was only a few centimeters long, smaller even than a toothpick, its tremendous power had already begun distorting the surrounding space. If it struck Momousagi's throat, there would be no need to wait for her to suffocate-it would blast her neck, and even her head and heart, to pieces!
*Who told you to get involved with that blasphemer? Once you're in hell, blame him! Though even if you had nothing to