Chapter 393: This One Cut, Twenty-Two Years

Conqueror's Haki is hailed as the mark of kingly potential; it is said that among millions, only one can awaken it.

And at this very moment in Mary Geoise.

Amidst twenty-something red-black lightning bolts shooting skyward, two unmatched, nearly solidified thick lightning bolts crashed together, severing the heavens.

Because the quality of Conqueror's Haki between Saint Saint Saiwen and Imu was too high, even the Morning Star Group and the Five Elders' God Knights were affected to varying degrees.

Let alone everyone else.

The entire Mary Geoise, save for the two warring sides, had no one left with a clear consciousness; countless descendants of the Holy Land had their sinful lives harvested by the shockwaves of the battle.

For these Celestial Dragons, such a death was far too kind.

"Barzab, Imu acknowledges you."

Having fought until now, Imu had to admit: Saint Saint Saiwen was very strong, and his endurance was incredibly sturdy.

In a battle of such intensity, Saint Saint Saiwen never showed the slightest sign of fatigue; he was even more blood-thick than that guy, Davy Jones.

However, even though Saint Saint Saiwen's side's advantage was becoming increasingly obvious, Imu still felt no panic.

He was waiting, waiting for Harald to arrive.

By then, he could take the opportunity to possess Harald, using Harald's powerful body, which was far stronger than this Lunarian vessel.

Moreover, taking advantage of the panic caused by possessing Harald would increase the success rate of casting Black Turn Domination.

"Your acknowledgement?"

"Should I say it's a great honor?"

Saint Saint Saiwen was also waiting.

Waiting for Harald and Loki to arrive to pin down Imu, creating an opportunity for Saint Saint Saiwen to unleash the charged, ultimate form of the One Cut of No Thought.

Instantly casting the One Cut of No Thought could not inflict effective damage on Imu, while the charged ultimate form took too long; in a life-or-death struggle against an enemy like Imu, there was simply no chance to cast it.

Ultimately, the cultivation during ordinary times was not up to par.

He always felt he was invincible under heaven, that thirty seconds of charging time could be done casually.

He always felt it was almost there, almost there, but at the critical moment, it was just a tiny bit short.

But facing a mechanism-breaking enemy like Imu, that tiny bit missing was precisely the key to victory.

Once this matter was settled, Saint Saint Saiwen would at all costs fuse the experience of the One Cut of No Thought to over one hundred percent, reaching the ultimate realm.

One cut, one mechanism-breaking monster.

The waiting time was not long; or rather, Saint Saint Saiwen's entire mind was focused on how to defeat Imu, and he did not notice the passage of time.

"Little Bai Mao, big brother is here to help you!"

Loki shamelessly claimed the title of big brother, ignoring his biological father Harald and others behind him, and directly switched to human form from the high sky, gripping the handle of the Iron Thunder Hammer tightly, diving down to smash toward Imu.

"Take this hammer from me!"

The massive iron hammer, wrapped in freezing, thunder, and dual-colored Conqueror's Haki, fell straight down, but was blocked by Imu wielding a long-bladed weapon.

At the same time, the demon spike tail behind Imu pierced Loki's chest without warning.

"Black~ Turn~ Domination!"

The imagined demon transformation did not occur; Imu hovered in mid-air, stepping on black flame clouds, seemingly entirely within His expectations.

"Nidhogg, long time no see."

What truly surprised Imu was: that Karp coming was one thing, after all, this guy had a history of beating Him and Saint Saturn in God Valley.

Why was Sengoku here to join the fun?

Could it be that Sengoku, the Supreme Commander of the Navy and Fleet Admiral under the World Government, was also Saint Saint Saiwen's man?

"Rebels are indeed attracted to each other."

Imu scrutinized Saint Saint Saiwen again with serious intent.

This face, the charm of this body was indeed great; even the Fleet Admiral, who should have been a staunch supporter of the World Government, had fallen.

The Five Elders are truly a bunch of good-for-nothings.

The Fleet Admiral, the Hero of the Navy, and the Admirals were all Saint Saint Saiwen's men, yet the Five Elders never noticed even the slightest anomaly.

Good-for-nothings are nothing more than this.

At this moment, Kizaru, holding Karp in one hand and Sengoku in the other, landed steadily beside Saint Saint Saiwen from the high sky.

"Captain, we didn't arrive too late, did we?"

Kizaru used "we."

This included the Morning Star Group allies, father and son Harald and Loki, as well as himself, a formal member of the Morning Star Group, and the Navy justice figures, Karp and Sengoku.

"You arrived just in time; I need thirty seconds."

Hearing this, Harald, Loki, Kizaru, Karp, and Sengoku, the five of them, acted simultaneously.

Another five Conqueror's Haki bolts shot skyward, merging into a thick, solidified lightning bolt that collided with Imu's Conqueror's Haki.

The old generation's fighting style is just this straightforward.

They never speak nonsense; they start by smashing down two tons of Conqueror's Haki.

All five simultaneously mastered the advanced application of Conqueror's Haki—Conqueror's Coating. Conqueror's Coating is not only the most effective means to counter immortality but also the highest form of attack.

Ultimately, they successfully held Imu back through combined effort.

Saint Saint Saiwen hovered in mid-air, holding a sword in one hand before him, as purple lightning from the nine heavens gathered and struck the blade of Mengxiang Yixin together.

Purple lightning magma, solidified Conqueror's Haki lightning, flowing Armament Haki, demon power as black as ink, Lunarian bloodline flames... layer upon layer all merged into one.

As Saint Saint Saiwen began to charge, Imu felt for the first time: locked onto by an inescapable life-or-death terror.

This move will kill?!

How is that possible? Isn't Barzab's strongest move the one where he transforms into the Lei Shen form, wielding the Iron Thunder to annihilate Marineford?

What situation is this now?

This guy hides so deep!

Seconds ticked by; Saint Saint Saiwen's aura grew ever stronger, while Im became increasingly panicked, instinctively wanting to shift His will into the other vessels, yet inexplicably a stubborn resolve arose in His heart.

Let's try? Just this once!

Eight hundred years without encountering this; at worst, it's just the loss of one vessel.

Im was gambling, betting that Saint Saint Saiwen could not unleash this move continuously and without restraint.

If that truly happened, He would admit defeat.

Not only did Im realize the power of this sword strike; merely the sword energy radiating from Saint Saint Saiwen's body turned the Five Elders' faces deathly pale from afar.

Saint Saint Saint Saiwen... is a ruthless person.

For so many years, the Five Elders had come to know Saint Saint Saiwen through conflict, believing they fully understood his strength, yet they never expected such a move.

My Lord Im will surely block it, right?

Go for it, My Lord Im!

At this moment, the Five Elders could not spare a thought to insult Sengoku, Aokiji, and Garp as traitors.

They even felt somewhat fortunate in their hearts; luckily they had not contacted Sengoku proactively, otherwise they would very likely have already been defeated.

Finally, accompanied by a series of crisp cracking sounds, the space around Mengxiang Yixin shattered, as if the power Saint Saint Saiwen was about to release had exceeded this world's capacity to bear it.

That blade light was so dazzling it blinded the eye.

This slash fused all the power Saint Saint Saiwen had mastered over twenty-two years traversing the One Piece world, along with the longing and will for freedom in his heart.

"Now, the hour of extinction."

The five fighting Im had already frantically retreated the moment Saint Saint Saiwen spoke, fearing that even a step slower would draw them into Saint Saint Saiwen's assault.

In contrast, Im strangely did not dodge or evade, holding a long-bladed weapon, pouring out all His strength, with a trace of madness in the corner of His eyes.

He wanted to test whether His absorption limit was higher, or Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen's assault was stronger.

Boom~ Boom~ Boom~

As the blade light fell, a massive mushroom cloud rose from Im's position, splitting the entire Mary Geoise in two.

Not only that.

Even the Red Line, thousands of meters high and dividing the One Piece world into four by the Grand Line, was split in two by this slash.

The problem that had plagued this great sea for many years was cleaved open by a single slash from Saint Saint Saiwen.

Seeing this, Loki held Iron Thunder, unable to help swallowing hard; after a brief moment of shock, it was replaced by intense battle intent.

Challenge Little Bai Mao once every day from now on!

When the dust cleared, apart from the severed Red Line, the seas of Paradise and the New World surged together; there, the traces of Im remained.

Garp seemed somewhat unsatisfied.

"We... won?!"

Everything seemed to portend: Im is dead, and Saint Saint Saiwen's side has achieved victory.

However, the instant Garp's words fell, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air; its spiked tail pierced Garp while merging into Harald's body.

"Black~ Turn~ Domination!"

Saint Saint Saiwen knew: a mechanic monster would definitely have a second phase, but it didn't matter as long as Im revealed a health bar; moreover, he had long prepared for Black Turn Domination.

Noble steed, dispel all external forces.