A Battle of Mechanics?

"The transmission of will is utterly meaningless. If our ancestors truly cared about their descendants, they might as well have left behind a force that could be directly harnessed."

High above the clouds, after exchanging a blow with Kaya, Imu suddenly said the following words.

Kaya repaired the nick in the Reishi Sword, then looked at Imu with interest, noticing that the guy's appearance seemed to have changed slightly.

"You've raised your comrades' descendants like pigs for eight hundred years, and now you say such things." Kaya laughed, his meaning unfathomable.

"Isn't that enough?" Imu retorted. "The Celestial Dragons have everything they could want. Whether it's pleasure or the pursuit of power, Im will satisfy them."

"You're quite kind," Kaya said.

"Your destruction will begin with those connected by blood!" Imu drew another weapon from the magic ring behind him.

It was a slender, double-edged sword with a hilt shaped like two symmetrical small branches, each with rounded tips.

"Sea God Sword!"

The two collided with each other, crashing into each other once more.

Below, the Five Elders suddenly unleashed their full power, repelling the pirates and creating a stalemate between the two sides.

"What is that?" Keel asked in a low voice.

"Eight hundred years ago, the nineteen kings who established the World Government planted their weapons before the Empty Throne as a vow of equality..." Nusjuro stood behind Keel, lightly twirling a knife in his hand.

His eyes behind his glasses held the excitement of revisiting past glories, and his tone was full of fervor.

"The Chaos Sword, the Void Sword, the Heavenly Punishment Sword, the Holy Life Spear, the Grudge Demon Sword... these nineteen weapons represent the power to rule the world."

"That lord bestowed weapons upon us, weapons passed down through the legends of each family."

"Watch closely, you sinners! What you are seeing now is the power to conquer the world!"

"What my Ethanbaron Family has inherited..."

"Muramasa!"

Nusjuro tucked the sword into his robes, leaving half of the blade protruding. It was a typical long katana, its spine rugged and uneven, like blood-red crystal.

He pressed himself tightly against Keel's back; it was a stabbing motion, the knife already piercing Keel's body.

A foul, strange smell permeated the air.

That's blood splattered on the knife, then dried, then continued to drink blood, repeated thousands of times until the blood clot completely solidified on the knife.

When it comes into contact with fresh blood, the knife will shine, and it will instinctively draw blood from the wound.

It's a demonic sword that breathes, a sword with its own life!

"Those who have been struck by this demonic sword throughout history have all died without exception, not even by a scratch. The devil will covet and curse these vibrant lives!"

"You should feel honored to die under the weapons of creation..."

Maron squatted down Ganzui with a solemn expression.

Ganzui was still coughing up blood, and there was a huge slash wound on his chest, with black flames still burning at the wound.

Standing in front of the two was Ju Peter.

Ju Peter transformed back into human form from Sandworm, wielding a single-edged sword as large as a banner, its blade engraved with patterns and its back burning with jet-black flames.

"Let's see for ourselves!"

"I am the Sword of Anger of the Shepherd Family!"

When Ju Peter first drew the sword, he was in the form of Sandworm, using his teeth to bite the sword and wound Ganzui.

Even the Five Elders cannot use these weapons at will; Imu must appear on-site to manipulate the demonic energy to revive them and unleash their power.

The Five Elders are the Celestial Dragons among the Celestial Dragons, and each of their surnames represents a royal power that has been passed down for eight hundred years.

In other words, the third round has begun!

"This sword is the Void Sword!"

"Like the world at its most empty and formless state of chaos when it was first created."

The upper body of the Gyuki transformed back into Saturn, with multiple spider legs rooted to the ground. The Saturn held a greatsword commensurate with its size in one hand.

The weapon will automatically change size according to the user's body size; this is the most basic ability.

Upon closer inspection, the sword resembled the Shepherd Family's Sword of Anger, except that the hilt was round and engraved with floral patterns.

Saturn flicked his sword slightly, and wherever the blade swept across, the grass and trees withered.

This is a sword that steals the life force of all things.

"Why can't you use all your tricks from the start?!" Gloriosa stared intently at Saturn, already drawing her Spirit Bow.

"That kind of ability is no different from Devil Fruit. To be honest, only the World Government could produce something like that." Newgate's eyes were serious.

The World Government is like the Ikkaku Iceburg; how much of it is actually visible? The vast majority, hidden beneath the Iceburg, is the most important.

Moreover, it's clear that at this point in the fighting, there's no longer a situation where one side can let the other escape.

One side must be completely wiped out here today!

Boom!

A divine punishment descended from the heavens, a strike that resembled black thunder, had the force of a meteor, erupted like raging fire, and possessed a penetrating power stronger than a mountain peak!

The earth was pierced, and the island's underground was about to be breached; the strike penetrated further into the deep sea.

"The sinner will surely be punished by Heaven!"

Itsumade soared in the sky, a sharp screech emanating from its giant mouth. With each flap of its wings, a cross-shaped bolt of lightning would fall.

Although it affected many, his real target was John, John was also flying in the sky.

"Your Majesty, could you please grant me a divine weapon as well? I'm completely outmatched!"

John flew at high speed, maneuvering back and forth.

His Schrift ability is to harden his skin into Tekkai, but to be honest, he feels that if an attack can be dodged, it's best not to take it head-on.

For example, right now, Itsumade is spewing fire and lightning from its mouth, like a celestial bird carrying out the will of a god.

This kind of attack would kill you instantly.

However, while the situation appears serious, the real problem lies in another region.

"Hey! Loki? Hey!!"

Kaido shoved Loki a few times, but how could a headless corpse respond?

In the instant Fengxi suddenly attacked, he swung the awakened Xingtian Axe, cleaving Loki's neck in two and also injuring Kaido.

Kaido saw Loki's massive body lying motionless on the ground, his expression turned extremely ugly.

That's such a fast change!

Loki, the son of the giant king, is dead just like that? Beheaded? Just a moment ago it was their turn, and suddenly it's the other side's turn!

He pressed his hand tightly against his lower left abdomen, where there was a deep wound that exposed the bone. If the wound had been slightly higher, he probably wouldn't have been able to save several of his ribs.

"Your crimes are beyond redemption. Will you stick your heads out yourselves, or will I beat you half to death and then chop off your heads myself?"

Fengxi transformed back into Warcury, a burly, slightly hunchbacked, bald old man.

He was dressed in a black suit and white shirt, with a mustache shaped like the number eight, a birthmark on his forehead, and eyes as wide as a bull's, his expression solemn.

He carried a single-edged short axe in his hand. The axe body was black, the blade was white and unstained with blood, and the handle was a wooden stick with tree patterns.

"What a pity that my Xingtian Axe is meant to sever the heads of lowly pirates like you!"

Warcury stepped forward slowly, his presence subtle and unassuming.

After the Five Elders successively pulled out their ancestral artifacts, the battle seemed to turn in an instant.

Meanwhile, the two leaders in the sky were still fighting.

In the midst of the fight, an unexpected event occurred!

"Um?"

Kaya suddenly stopped, raised one arm to check, and saw that his white long sleeve had been cut open, revealing a line of blood.

He looked at Imu, Imu raised his sword, the tip of which was dangling a few drops of blood, trembling precariously.

"No armor can stop this sword, and the wounds inflicted will not heal easily. When Mu's sword is at your throat, your death is certain," Imu said slowly.

"I'm injured. This is the first time since I came into this world," Kaya muttered to himself.

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a strange laugh.

"The Sea God Sword? Or something else? You seem quite confident in the abilities you bestow upon your subordinates."

"But when it comes to mechanisms, you're still ten thousand years behind!"