"I heard that in ancient times, every tribe and every island had its own totems and gods."
"The strong defeated other tribes, and their gods became subordinate gods to the victors. Some even became devils."
"Legend says that a demonic will sleeps inside every Devil Fruit, and Devil Fruits were born from human imagination, just like totems."
"Perhaps you and Munch-Munch were once gods worshipped by some people."
"I am the Devil King, and my D. is also called a devil. As fellow sufferers defeated by gods..."
"Why not lend me a hand! Let us usher in an age of myriad gods!"
Shane himself would become the Devil King and forge a body of Haki.
"An age of myriad gods!"
Black Dragon lowered his head. He blinked, suddenly realizing he had been deceived!
Shane's words and will had temporarily suppressed him!
They had nearly made him bow his head and admit defeat!
"In your dreams! An age of myriad gods? You just want to rule alone! Humans are always so cunning!"
Black Dragon roared and dove toward Shane's seemingly frail body.
A dragon's roar rang out.
Yet Shane opened his mouth and swallowed Black Dragon's phantom whole!
As Black Dragon was worn away, his will also reached its weakest point.
Refusing to show the slightest sign of flagging, Shane slammed a fist into Black Dragon's head.
The impact scattered the darkness, and the devils outside the barrier threw back their heads and roared.
They were the gods of bygone tribes, the fantasies in the hearts of ambitious men, and the saviors those in desperate straits longed for.
Now, as losers, they were despised by the sea and suppressed by the sky!
"Who cares whether you're willing! A bunch of old gods who lost to Imu! You want to stay devils