The vast battlefield ruins fell into a deathly silence, and the gazes directed at Bai Yu were filled with disbelief.
The exchange they had just witnessed was still vivid in their minds.
The words of the Five Elders, when corroborated by each other, undoubtedly gave one a sense of sudden enlightenment.
Moreover, given Bai Yu's various performances, this is probably the only way to explain it.
Sensing the change in atmosphere around him and looking at the Five Elders with unwavering confidence, Bai Yu took a swig of wine and smiled bloodthirstily.
"It seems that the Lord Imu you speak of is indeed as I imagined, a truly extraordinary being to have lived for eight hundred years."
"However, after hiding for eight hundred years, still not daring to show its true face, it seems it's just making a big fuss in a snail shell, completely unable to stir up any waves."
"I'm curious, is she worth me cutting?"
"Let me think... could she be a tree planter?"
Tree planter?
The inexplicable words startled the crowd, who had been holding their breath, as they clearly couldn't understand what was going on.
In their eyes, Imu was a big shot hiding behind the Five Elders.
Compared to tree planters, they are clearly not related at all.
However, these words, when they reached the ears of Killer and the Nusjuro, caused their expressions to change drastically.
Nusjuro was the first to lose his temper and the Roar angrily.
"You brat, shut up! How dare you speak so disparagingly of Lord Imu? You're asking for death!"
" Killer and I have come here to bring you news that you consider a nightmare."
" The Devil Fruit of this world will be completely recovered by the Five Elders."
"By then, we, the Five Elders, will control ninety percent of the world's power. As for so-called Taijutsu, they not only consume a lot of thought and strength, but their effectiveness is also monotonous and dull."
"How do you combine this with the Devil's Medicine? I'd love to know. What makes you think you can fight us?"
"At that time, you will only be able to watch helplessly as we devour this world step by step, waiting for death to come while you are powerless to do anything about it."
"Of course, you can hide away and hone your martial Taijutsu until you're strong enough before coming out."
At this point, the Nusjuro's smile became even more ferocious and dazzling.
"However, that's many years from now—five, ten, or thirty years from now. By then, the world will probably have changed!"
E's words echoed across the ruins, and the expressions of everyone present changed instantly.
Faced with the Nusjuro's words, there was simply no way to refute them.
Even Garp and Sengoku were no exception.
They were able to reach this level in Taijutsu because they were well aware of the hardships involved.
They understood even more clearly that the Nusjuro's words were correct.
Whether it's Garp, Akainu, or the others, their ability to upgrade the Eight Gates Released to the Sixth Gate in such a short time was entirely due to their accumulated experience and skill.
This kind of rapid advancement is not a privilege enjoyed by everyone.
It can be said that if we really focus on developing the Eight Gates Released Formation...
Let alone a hundred people reaching the Sixth Gate in a short time.
I'm afraid it would be quite good if the Marine Headquarters had ten or eight.
Sensing the change in the atmosphere around him, the Nusjuro's smile deepened. After looking around, he said...
"Of course, you don't need to despair. In the future, Devil Fruit in this world will become our Five Elders ' possession."
"As long as you're willing to become our dogs, Devil Fruit want— the Magma-Magma Fruit, the Glint-Glint Fruit, the Wood-Wood Fruit —those are rare Logia fruits. Once you eat one, you'll instantly become Admiral."
"Becoming a Marine Admiral, or even Fleet Admiral, is just around the corner. I think no one would not consider such a fortunate opportunity!"
As he spoke, the Nusjuro's smile grew even brighter, especially when one noticed the changes in his expression, which gave him an air of commanding authority.
At this moment, the Nusjuro, facing Bai Yu, finally felt a sense of triumph after suffering repeated defeats.
This tiger skin from Imu feels so good to tear.
Thinking of this, the Nusjuro couldn't help but laugh again.
"Kid, I don't care if you're from somewhere else or not, I really want to know what makes you think you can fight us!"
Everyone was on edge.
Faced with the Nusjuro's persistent questioning, they were equally eager to know the answer.
However, the thought had barely crossed their minds when...
Bai Yu took a swig of his drink and then suddenly looked up.
"I've seen many cases of Nusjuro ' power to bully others."
"Only you could pull off that utterly vulgar, sycophantic look."
"But I forgot to ask you, did Killer tell you? Talking big is fun, but space jumping is risky!"
"Watch out, your mouth hurts a little!"
What?
The Nusjuro was taken aback, clearly not understanding what this inexplicable talk meant.
However, what came to Killer's ears made his expression change abruptly, and the Roar urgently.
" Nusjuro, hold on tight to me! This guy might kill you if we disagree!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the spatial power dormant within Killer's body exploded like Dotō torrent.
At this moment, he couldn't care less about the strain on his body from forcibly pushing himself.
As endless spatial fluctuations instantly enveloped the two of them, a vortex of spatial leaps gradually emerged.
This kind of spatial leap, which would normally be achievable with just a thought.
This moment, however, seemed to last an exceptionally long time in the Nusjuro's eyes.
" The Eight Gates Released: Gate of Death Opens!"
Boom!
The Eight Gates were instantly blasted open, and the power dormant within Bai Yu's body exploded like a wild dragon unleashed.
The ground beneath their feet collapsed with a deafening roar.
Everyone felt the entire square shake violently, as if an earthquake had struck.
Bai Yu had vanished into thin air, as if by magic.
It reappeared, having traversed a distance of a kilometer, and appeared before Nusjuro.
The Zanpakuto in his hand, already wielding an unparalleled sharpness, slashed down with tremendous force.
Feeling the immense force that surged straight to his heart, the Nusjuro under the attack felt his scalp tingle and his eyes nearly burst open.
Faced with the rapidly enlarging attack in his line of sight, all he could do was the Roar hysterically.
" Killer, hurry, hurry up and get out of this hellhole! I don't want to die again after just being resurrected! Didn't Lord Imu grant you even greater power? Use it now!"
Killer's arm was about to be crushed by the Nusjuro.
Having been killed twice in a row, the Nusjuro's strength had already been greatly reduced.
Not only did he fail to adapt his Devil Fruit abilities back to their original form, he also missed out on the power that Lord Imu had recently bestowed upon him.