One Piece: The story was spoiled for Im Saint right from the start.

One Piece: The story was spoiled for Im Saint right from the start.

Author: Popular Old Cured Meat

Summary:

I'm going to die! I just transmigrated and landed in the greenhouse of Im Saint, the King of the World, and am about to be executed immediately!

In order to survive, I had no choice but to spoil the plot!

"Lord Im, I'll go through fire and water for you!"

.....

Straw Hat Crew: This version's power level is off!

Blackbeard: Hahaha, can I still make it to the end?

Narona Im-sei: Take over Earth, I want to see Oda!!!

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1. At the start, he self-destructs towards Im Saint, claiming the world is fake.

Mary Geoise.

Deep within Pangu City.

Greenhouse.

In a sunny, lush room.

Tang Ming knelt on the grass, cold sweat pouring down his face, his hands bracing against the ground, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

He looked up at the two figures in front of him, his tired eyes filled with disbelief.

The man in the lead had a well-defined nose and mouth, dark brown skin, and striking light-colored long hair.

He had a pair of breathtaking, spiraling red eyes and a pair of curved horns on his head.

The nails are long, sharp, and jet black, while the limbs and torso are covered with white spots and tattoo patterns.

He was physically imposing and intimidating.

Beside her was a woman with long legs, short blue hair, and two-tone eyes, wearing a black top and underwear with multiple gold buttons.

Tang Ming, who had watched One Piece, recognized the two of them at a glance!

The ultimate boss of the One Piece world, the true mastermind behind the World Government, Nerona – Im Saint, and his loyal servant, Manmaia – the Imperial Palace.

One minute ago.

He was still working a 12-hour night shift when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and his vision went black, almost causing him to collapse to the ground.

He knew from these symptoms that he was about to die suddenly!

In the blink of an eye, he appeared in the flower-filled greenhouse, where he was caught red-handed by Narona Imsa and Manmaia.

Just one glance.

Narona—Im Saint only glanced at him, and he couldn't control his fear, his body went limp and he knelt down.

Yes.

He had no backbone at all and immediately knelt down.

Not being so afraid as to lose control of his bladder was the last bit of dignity he could leave for himself.

Narona Im Saint's gaze was simply too terrifying, and his aura too suffocating.

Is this the legendary Conqueror's Haki?

No.

There's no need for Conqueror's Haki when dealing with someone as weak as him.

The mere wisp of his aura of authority was enough to make him grovel on the ground.

"Lord Im!?"

aside.

Manmaia, the military commander, stood in a defensive posture, arrow-shaped stripes floating on his right arm, his expression both wary and puzzled.

The man kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear and terror, appeared out of nowhere without warning.

You should know that this is a greenhouse.

No powerful being in the world today could infiltrate this place silently, not even Rocks Giebeck from over forty years ago.

But strangely enough...

Judging from the aura sensed by his Observation Haki, the man who was able to silently and effortlessly invade the greenhouse was almost hopelessly weak.

She had never seen such a frail-looking man before.

They are no different from ants and insects; they can be easily crushed with a finger or stepped on.

despite this.

The Manmaia army was not letting its guard down either; perhaps their apparent weakness was just a facade.

In reality, her true strength is extremely powerful, so her level is so high that it caused her Observation Haki to make incorrect judgments.

"Who are you, and how did you manage to intrude into Mother's greenhouse without her noticing?"

Narona Im Saint looked down at Tang Ming with a thoughtful gaze, a hint of doubt in his heart.

He didn't even see how Tang Ming appeared in front of him; there was no trace of his movement.

The other party is not a Devil Fruit user either.

The key issue is weakness.

too weak.

He could tell at a glance that the other person's body was almost completely drained and his spirit was low; he was not even as healthy as a dog.

So it's contradictory, how could someone so weak and helpless appear out of nowhere in front of him without him noticing?

The words were spoken.

Narona—Im Saint concealed all his aura. He had only revealed a trace of it just now, and it wasn't even Conqueror's Haki, yet the other party looked like he was about to die.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh"

When Narona Im Saint withdrew his oppressive aura, Tang Ming gasped for breath, but his body still convulsed and trembled uncontrollably.

My legs, in particular, were shaking violently.

What to do, what to do?

I'll wear it then.

But how can it be that it's dressed like this?

And now I've even transmigrated to the face of the big boss, Narona—Im Saint! Is there any chance of survival?

What about Goldfinger?

There was no sound for a long time, so it seems to be dead.

Spicy next door.

One second I almost died suddenly, and the next second I wasn't much better off!

In an instant.

Beads of cold sweat trickled down Tang Ming's forehead, then trickled down his cheeks and landed on the grass.

How can he save his life?

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suddenly.

Tang Ming let out a scream, his face, covered in cold sweat, turned pale and contorted.

An arrow-shaped strip, as hard as steel, easily pierced his shoulder, suspending him in mid-air.

The pungent, scarlet blood splattered on the grass like blooming red roses.

At the other end of the arrow-shaped strip, Manmaia's face was cold, and her two-colored pupils were filled with indifference to life.

She said mercilessly, "Little insect, Lord Im is asking you a question, what are you hesitating for?"

This attack was a test by the Manmaia army, to see if Tang Ming was truly weak or just pretending.

Therefore, Narona Im Saint did not stop it.