One Piece: Kaido's adopted son, starts with the Eight Gates Formation.

Because he is "now".

"Now" is always in flux.

"Got it." Lynn put the Right of Stagnation into his pocket, then looked back at the worm.

The worm was staring longingly at Lynn with its hundreds of eyes—or rather, at the lollipops in Lynn's pocket.

"...Do you still want to eat?"

The worm's tentacles twitched slightly.

Lynn looked at the terrifying worm, hundreds of thousands of years old, a conceptual-level creature capable of "annihilating" all existence, which was looking at the lollipop in his hand with begging eyes.

"...Okay."

He then pulled out a handful of lollipops and threw them over.

The worm caught it.

We enjoyed the meal very much.

Lynn turned and floated toward the Gates of Hell. After floating a few meters, he stopped and glanced back at the worm.

The worm was still chewing its lollipop, and some of its hundreds of eyes were still tracking its direction.

Lynn thought for a moment, then took out the last big bag of lollipops from his pocket and threw the whole bag over.

"I'll bring you more later."

The worm's tentacles rolled up the large bag of lollipops and carefully tucked it into the folds of its body.

Then it slowly sank into the ground and disappeared silently, just as it had come.

The gray wasteland returned to silence.

Lynn floated to the gates of hell and pushed them open.

Light streamed in from outside—

Kaido's large face filled his entire field of vision.

"Young Master! Are you alright?"

"It's alright." Lynn floated out, landed on Kaido's head, and sat between his dragon horns. "Got it."

He pulled the right-hand stag from his pocket and held it up.

All eyes were focused on the object that emitted a silvery light.

"The right arm of the Spirit King!" Hyosube Ichibei's voice changed.

"Hmm." Lynn put it back in her pocket. "There's a worm inside. It's ugly, but kind of cute. I'm going to keep it as a pet."

The entire room fell silent.

Kaido was the first to react: "Raise? Raise worms?"

"Yes. It likes lollipops."

Kaido opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but not knowing what to say.

The white-bearded man chuckled softly from behind, "You can never guess what's going on in this kid's head."

When Aizen heard the information about "cute worms" and "likes to eat lollipops," the corner of his smiling mouth twitched slightly—this was an unexpected development that he had not anticipated even after going through all his plans and deductions.

The gates of hell slowly closed behind Lynn, and the dark red light gradually faded.

The right arm of the King of Spirit is in our hands.

Next—the left arm.

Lynn sat on Kaido's dragon horns, sucking on a new lollipop, gazing into the distance.

The Realm of Shadows. Yhwach's territory.

"Aizen."

"exist."

"The Spirit King's left arm, are you sure it's in the Shadow Realm?"

"Sure."

Can you lead the way?

"certainly."

"Then let's go tomorrow." Lynn yawned. "I'm sleepy. I'm too tired today."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes, leaned against Kaido's dragon horns, and began to breathe evenly three seconds later.

Fell asleep.

Kaido carefully reached out and lifted Lynn off the dragon's horns, holding him in his arms.

"The young master is asleep." He lowered his voice—still about the same volume as a normal person's speech—and said to everyone, "All of you, shut the hell up."

Whitebeard, Akainu, Aizen, Kenpachi Zaraki, Yamamoto, Kyoraku, Byakuya, and Ichibei Hyosube—the strongest men from different worlds—simultaneously fell silent at this moment.

Starlight streamed down from above the island of the god-slaying.

The ruins of Seireitei appeared somewhat peaceful under the starlight.

Kaido carried the sleeping Lynn toward the God-Slaying Island, followed by a long line of silent, powerful figures.

Aizen walked at the very back, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

He looked up at the sky—in some unseen corner, the entrance to the Shadow Realm was trembling slightly.

Yhwach is taking action.

Aizen's lips curled into a smile.

He didn't tell anyone.

Because tomorrow—everything will unfold in the most interesting way.