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

"Heavenly Punishment Sword!"

The demonic energy reignited.

Narona—Imsamu drew the Heavenly Punishment Sword from the sword, straightened up, gripped the hilt with both hands, and prepared to deliver the final blow to Garp.

Ding~

At the critical moment.

Garp's face was fierce, his eyes spitting out arcs of electricity.

He wrapped his hands around the tip of the Heavenly Punishment Sword with an aura of dominance, forcefully stopping the sword from falling.

"With your strength, you should be qualified to be Mu's servant, but you have repeatedly shown no respect for hierarchy."

"The D clan is utterly detestable!"

Narona—Im Saint, high above, looked down with disdain at Garp, the Heavenly Punishment Sword slowly descending, which Garp could not resist no matter how hard he tried.

His domineering aura was suppressed.

Hahaha

"I am Monkey D. Garp!!!"

Emergency moment.

Garp's blood-stained face was filled with ruthlessness, and his bloodshot eyes, as big as copper bells, were filled with determination.

He suddenly released his hands, letting the Heavenly Punishment Sword pierce through his body until the hilt was exposed.

It's too late to say.

Garp spat out a mouthful of blood, completely disregarding the fact that he was on the verge of shock, and grabbed the other man's face with his large hand, just as Narona and Im had grabbed him before.

"I've got you! Go to hell!"

"Falling from the seabed!!!"

Conqueror's Haki and Armament Haki reached their peak at this moment!

Garp is going all in, risking being killed by his opponent, just to give them an unforgettable memory.

Boom! ...

The entire continent shook violently, with pieces of the earth's crust rising up in a frenzy, and terrifying lightning spread out like a tsunami.

Yes, you can see it.

The landscape and mountains that Narona Imsael had previously altered have all collapsed.

Amidst Kapna's wildly arrogant laughter, Narona Im was slammed to the ground until the sinkhole grew larger and larger, tearing open a bottomless abyss.

"Ugh!"

Garp hung on the cliff face of the abyss with one hand, his body covered in blood, spitting out a mouthful of blood foam. Blood was trickling from the five finger holes on his pale face.

If you look closer, you can see that the facial bones are cracked.

He climbed the cliff face with some difficulty, but because his injury was too severe, he was unable to maintain his balance and took a few steps back. He finally managed to steady himself by leaning against a protruding rock.

Ding dong

Garp gritted his teeth, grabbed the Heavenly Punishment Sword that was piercing through his body, and pulled it out with a scream.

The pain caused his veins to bulge on his face, and his whole body was soaked in cold sweat and blood.

The Heavenly Punishment Sword fell to the ground with an extremely piercing metallic clang, its blade covered in Garp's blood.

This pull seemed to drain Garp's strength, causing him to clutch his chest and slide to the ground, gasping for breath as his energy plummeted.

Suddenly.

The entire earth trembled, and the sand and dust on the ground floated into the air, turning into powder the next second.

Above the abyss, more and more black arcs of electricity spread out like a spider web.

A terrifying figure slowly rose into the air and stood above the abyss.

Is this your limit?

Narona—Imsaac—stood in mid-air, his suffocating crimson eyes fixed on Garp, unable to conceal his disappointment.

38 years.

It's unlikely that anyone as worthy of his attention as David Gibeck will ever appear again on this vast ocean.

"how is this possible?"

Compared to Narona's disappointment, Garp looked horrified.

He stared incredulously at Narona Im Saint.

The other party only had half a head left; the eyes, brain, and other organs had all disappeared, with only some sticky liquid and thick blood seeping out.

There were also some bright red shredded meat hanging on the surface, swaying back and forth when a gust of wind blew by.

Such a horrific and fatal wound should have killed the other party long ago.

But it's still talking now, and doesn't look like it's about to die at all.

What's even more terrifying is that the opponent's aura, as deep as a prison, hasn't diminished much.

But what follows is the most terrifying part.

In Garp's reflected pupils, Narona's missing half of Imsael's brain regenerated and was restored in the black flames.

"How did you do that?!"

Garp coughed up blood, a shadow falling over his eyes.

He clutched his chest with one hand and braced himself against the rocks behind him with the other, slowly struggling to get up.

His all-out attack only caused the opponent to regrow half of his head.

He was pinned to the ground and stabbed again, leaving him exhausted and almost incapacitated.

Is that correct?

The opponent is truly immortal!

"Mmm, it's God!"

"Insects can never comprehend the power of God."

Narona—Im Saint's figure shifted to the side, and with a wave of his right hand, the Heavenly Punishment Sword that had fallen to the ground automatically flew into his hand.

He waved his hand at Garp from a distance, and a black slash flashed by.

Karp lunged to the side with all his might, letting out a cry of pain.

Amidst the splattering blood, his left arm rose high, crashed to the ground, rolled several times, and continued to twitch.

Garp dodged the attack and survived, but at the cost of an arm.

Perhaps this is fate's arrangement.

The dragon's left arm was also severed.

Both father and son became disabled during the rescue operation, and their disabilities were even symmetrical.

"Damn it!!!"

Karp was drenched in cold sweat, his breath dropping to freezing point.

He retreated step by step until his back was against a protruding rock.

He hadn't been in dire straits for a long time.

Boom!

At this time.

A sonic boom echoed across the sky, and Makas—Maz Saint—arrived late, his wings fluttering.

"Lord Im!"

As soon as it landed.

Marcus—Maz Saint regained his human form and saw Sumer, no, Narona—Im Saint was alright, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As expected of Lord Im, he took care of Garp with ease.

Even if he were to take action, it might not be easy to take down this troublesome naval officer.

"The cleanup is up to you! Return to Mary Geoise as soon as possible."

Upon seeing Makas Maz Saint arrive, the Heavenly Punishment Sword in Narona Im Saint's hand disappeared, his consciousness instantly detached and returned to the flower room, where he continued to pick up the "Master and Maid" manga.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Just like 38 years ago in God Valley, after possessing Satan, Saint Black, and dominating David, he left it alone.

This behavior is really baffling!

As Narona Imsael's consciousness departed, Sumer regained control of his body.