Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

This familiar domineering aura successfully made Whitebeard and the others turn their heads sharply in his direction!

"Hahahaha, how could I miss out on such a lively place?"

The next moment, as a domineering aura that could shatter the heavens and the earth descended, Rocks D. Xebec descended upon the battlefield!

"Rocks? That's right, you've been resurrected too, how could you not join in the fun?" Whitebeard clicked his tongue, somewhat disdainfully.

"Are you going to go crazy again this time and suddenly decide to kill us all?"

"How could that be, Newgel? I had my reasons! Never mind, I'm too lazy to explain anything."

Rocks slung his sword over his shoulder, grinning maliciously as he looked at the resurrected Five Elders before him.

"I'm going to kill them all day long, until the guy hiding behind them shows up."

"You just said, who has the advantage?" Garp looked at Sengoku, whose face was ashen, and asked, seemingly on purpose.

Sengoku didn't want to talk. Those five old guys looked so fierce, but who knew they were so useless? They were run over by Rocks like a speed bump in one move!

But Sengoku also knew that even if he were to fight Rocks, it wouldn't take too much time.

After all, he was resurrected from the dead, maintaining the peak of his life! But both Sengoku and Garp have declined far too much due to old age.

"I'm sorry, Sakazuki, but I don't want to see my dearest friend die a violent death."

Kizaru, who had silently walked behind Akainu, suddenly raised his hand and said with a hint of apology.

"Nani—"

Akainu's attention was not focused on Kizaru at all, and in that instant he instinctively wanted to resist, but Kuzan next to him also launched a sneak attack and froze him!

Caught completely off guard, Akainu was ambushed and subdued by Kizaru and Aokiji, and then forcibly handcuffed with sea stone handcuffs!

"Calm down a bit. Once you wake up, I'll let you scold me however you want."

During the council meeting, Zephyr and Garp suddenly appeared next to the two resurrected Five Elders and punched them in the head, smashing them apart!

"Garp, Zephyr, Borsalino, what are you doing?!" Sengoku exclaimed, his eyes wide.

“It’s simple, Sengoku.” Zephyr looked at Sengoku and said calmly.

"Garp, I, and others are going to form a new Navy, but it will no longer be under the command of the Celestial Dragons. We will take over the World Government, but we will leave the Celestial Dragons behind!"

"They intend to destroy this world, leaving only themselves and their slaves! Sengoku, no matter how much you hate me, I will never again betray this final justice!"

Sengoku looked at Kuzan and Borsalino standing behind Garp and Zephyr, Akainu who had been ambushed, knocked unconscious, and put in Seastone shackles, as well as Tsuru and many vice admirals who remained silent.

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Sengoku could easily see that his colleagues had probably already conspired to defect from the navy before the war even began!

Fine, fine, you're isolating me, huh?

He almost laughed in anger, wiped his face, and dejectedly withdrew from the Buddha form.

"Good, you guys are amazing! I'm resigning as marshal; I'm retiring right now!!!"

Sengoku uttered words that sounded like a child throwing a tantrum, but Garp could hear the relaxed and casual tone in Sengoku's voice.

Fuck the World Government, fuck the Celestial Dragons, let the sea burn, let Mary Geoise fall!

The sudden and abrupt betrayal seemed to herald the end of the World Government!

Inside the flower garden, witnessing the utter chaos and betrayal of his followers, Im slowly rose to his feet.

"Enough! I'm going to personally wipe you all out!"

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P.S.: Im defeated Luffy instantly in the latest chapter. So, if we rank the power levels in One Piece now, the Four Emperors and Admirals are probably only T2: - Heavily injured and bleeding Im > Nika Luffy ≈ Loki with Latte and Rei, Latte and Rei > Harald = Rocks > Garp > Roger > Four Emperors ≥ Admirals. Ugh, I feel like One Piece is almost over. I'll finish writing about One Piece tomorrow to avoid having to update with more plot twists.

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694. With Im's arrival, even the Four Emperors and Admirals are just speed bumps!

What? The Five Elders are actually a bunch of monsters?

What? Rocks resurrected and wiped out these five guys in one hit... Who is Rocks?

What?! The entire high command of the Navy has announced their defection, intending to show the Celestial Dragons what they're made of!

The bombshell news kept bombarding the onlookers at sea.

They were shocked, shocked, and shocked until they were numb.

But no matter what, one thing is 100% certain.

This world government is probably doomed.

No, they're already finished! After all, even if they keep saying the Navy is nothing but the World Government's dog, try letting them actually go without the Navy and see what happens.

Moreover, strictly speaking, this is not a rebellion, but a perfectly legitimate internal power struggle.

After all, the framework of the World Government is not wrong; in fact, it's quite comprehensive and good. The ones who are wrong are the Celestial Dragons, the gentlemen of Mary Geoise.

Killing all the old men and preserving the World Government would probably be a satisfactory outcome for most people, except for the Celestial Dragons.

"Garp, Zephyr! How dare you betray us? How dare you oppose the World Government and become our enemies?!"

The Five Elders were undoubtedly caught off guard by this sudden backstab. It was bad enough that they were thrown down by Im as a speed bump and killed instantly, but now they had to watch helplessly as the Navy's high command was collectively backstabbed!

Sensing this terrible future, the Five Elders almost felt a wave of despair wash over them.

"That's enough, let's stop here."

Im's icy voice traveled through the dark magic circle in Marineford and spread throughout the entire world.

"I've had enough of you free and disorderly sparks, this erroneous chaos that shouldn't exist!"

"You have inherited Joy Boy's carefree and unrestrained nature, the spark of rebellion, and the disorder. This world has failed to meet Mu's expectations!"

"If that's the case, then let's destroy it!"

The next moment, Shamrock, including the Five Elders, and all the Celestial Dragons in Mary Geoise, widened their eyes in shock, then let out a piercing scream.

"Wait, Lord Im, please give me another one—"

"Shut up! You won't die, but I'm taking everything from you!" Im said coldly.

"This will be painful, but you must endure it. M has protected you for eight hundred years, and now it is time for you to return all of this to M!"

The first to react were the Five Elders.

These five old men, all over eight hundred years old, let out mournful howls, and endless black demonic energy emanated from their bodies.

Their skin tightened instantly, and then all the water and blood in their bodies were drained, leaving them emaciated. Their internal organs, facial features, and everything else withered and faded away.

In the very end, all that remained was a pale skeleton lying on the ground.

The whole scene was as terrifying as a horror movie.

Shamrock would be relatively better, but that's about it.

They still signed the Abyss Pact with Im, a sacrifice made by Im to ensure the continuation of the Celestial Dragon race. But now that Im has reversed the pact, it has become their greatest death warrant.

"Yu Da, why, why did you...?"

Before Shamlock could utter his final question, he collapsed into a state of utter weakness, all his domineering aura and life force drained away.

But even so, they still didn't die!

At this moment, Tsurugi's 'blessing' manifested itself repeatedly in them. Their souls fell into death, entered hell, were tormented to the point of near collapse in an instant of eternity, and were then sent back to the human world.

But because their bodies are already dead, they will die instantly upon returning to the human world, and then, with their senses no longer numb from resurrection, they will fall back into the hellish playground.

This is the endless cycle of suffering they experience.

But for Im, this was indeed a way to circumvent the restrictions of the contract.

He wouldn't normally be able to execute any Celestial Dragon so easily, but as long as they remain 'immortal,' the contract won't be broken. In other words, Im can maintain this state at this moment.

"I'm back, everything that was once mine..."

Inside the flower garden, Im looked at his hands, feeling the eight-hundred-year-old curse vanishing from his body, and clenched his fists tightly.

"Let me sweep away you sparks of the new era!"

boom!!!

The next moment, pitch-black lightning surged forth accompanied by suffocating demonic energy, and in an instant, the entire building of Marineford came to life.

Just like the Homies infused with a soul by Big Mom, but this was purely the result of the power of the fruit attaching to them. Along with the 'demonization' of the entire Marineford, a series of disturbing drumbeats rang out at the same time.

Under the light of the magic circle and amidst the restless drumbeats, a figure descended upon the battlefield of Marineford in an instant, accompanied by dense darkness!

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When the dark light faded, He revealed His true form!

Dark skin covered with white spots, devilish horns, pale hair, and spiral-shaped eyes.

A halo of sixteen eyes formed behind his head from the dark flames. He wore a cloak with the emblem of a contract printed on the back. A frayed belt with two thick rings was tied around the striped fabric. He wore loose-fitting wide-leg trousers, spiked wrist guards, and black pointed leather shoes.

Three horned skulls adorned his tail, each with stitches visible on its forehead. Dense, dark demonic energy materialized into a pair of jet-black wings on his back, shifting and refracting like the blade of the long-handled sword in his hand.

The master of the Void Throne, the king of the world, the immortal ruler of eight hundred years—

Narona Imsa!

The moment he arrived, he unleashed an exaggeratedly powerful Conqueror's Haki. This terrifying Conqueror's Haki was so intense that even those present who also possessed it felt an urge to faint!

"Oh, so this is what you really look like?" Loxts grinned smugly, raising his sword at him.

"You don't look so good, domineering king!"

But Im completely ignored him, instead looking up at the sky, taking a deep breath, and smiling.

"I must thank you, my fellow demon!" he said, looking at Tsurugi above the clouds, overlooking everything.

"Your power has finally freed Mu from David's curse, allowing him to return to the lower realm and to my peak form from eight hundred years ago!"

"But—" he said coldly, pointing the weapon at Tsugumi.

"The faith and worship you uphold are the enemy of the world. After Mu sweeps away these scum, you will be next!"

Tsurugi looked at Im, smiling without saying a word, as if looking at an ignorant child.