Chapter 395: Won, But Not Completely

Previously, when the shallow-sea contract was formed, to prevent Imu from possessing and controlling him, Saint Saint Saiwen used the Universal Seal Scroll to seal the demonic power within his body.

Until the demonic power within his body was manifested as the Human-Human Fruit, Mythical Zoan Type: Satan Form.

And at this moment, facing Imu who had possessed Harald, Saint Saint Saiwen, without hesitation, threw out a full thirty Universal Seal Scrolls in one breath.

Because Harald's body was huge, for the sake of safety, Saint Saint Saiwen chose to go all out.

Saint Saint Saiwen originally prepared to continue surrounding and attacking Imu, probing Imu's depth bit by bit, and attempting to eliminate Imu completely once and for all.

Not adding trouble for his future self.

However, Saint Saint Saiwen never expected that the old man Imu would not follow the rules of martial arts, willing to pay an incomparably huge price to wipe out Saint Saint Saiwen and his companions.

In that case, he had no choice but to proceed according to the original plan.

Now he cannot kill Imu in an instant, so he will leave it to his future self to solve.

Old me, sorry for the trouble!

Accompanied by several flashes of light, Saint Saint Saiwen instantly completely sealed Imu's will within Harald's body, while interrupting Imu's spellcasting.

The pentagram array in the sky above Mary Geoise seemed to have lost its energy supply, flashing frantically.

"You?!" Imu was surprised and suspicious.

In this life, since the day of its birth, it had fought countless brilliant people, but had never encountered a situation like this before.

What kind of technique could completely imprison its will within Harald's body?

No one answered Imu's confusion.

Only Saint Saint Saiwen, taking advantage of Imu's moment of shock and distraction, frantically activated the Age-Age Fruit ability, mimicking the Time-Time Fruit ability, and slapped Harald with one palm.

"Old Ha, just endure it and it will pass."

With one slap, the current space-time no longer contained the Giant King Harald and the World King Imu.

Seeing this situation, Saint Saint Saiwen let out a sigh of relief.

"Old man, I originally wanted to settle the score with you, but you didn't follow the rules of martial arts."

The process of this battle was not consistent with Saint Saint Saiwen's expectations, but in the end, the situation unfolded as he had previously envisioned, achieving a temporary victory.

At the same time.

Harald, possessed by Imu, had only blinked, and the surroundings suddenly became strange.

"Mm... how did I end up here?"

"Where is Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen?"

A moment later, as if realizing something, "Harald" roared in a voice that was a mix of male and female tones, identical to Imu's.

"Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen!!!!"

Thinking of itself, a noble Devil Fruit user and the World King Nero Imu, having defeated countless strong enemies and ruled the seas for nearly eight hundred years.

Yet it was slapped by Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen directly into a future space-time of who knows how many years later?

Imu felt as uncomfortable as having eaten shit.

Not following the rules of martial arts!

Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen is not following the rules of martial arts; if you have the ability, fight one-on-one; what kind of skill is cheating and taking shortcuts?

Imu regretted it, regretted it until his intestines turned green.

If I had known this earlier, I should have used my ultimate move right from the start.

Even if it meant suffering severe injuries and entering a recovery period of several hundred years, I should have killed Barzab Saint Saint Saiwen.

Before the towering rage could be vented, a white-haired figure formed from gathering points of light above "Harald", who was none other than the thirty-nine-year-old Saint Saint Saiwen.

"Saxi burida na..."

In the ruins of Mary Geoise, Saint Saint Saiwen held the Horse Talisman and casually slapped the back of Garp's head hard, breaking the influence of the Black Turn domination.

Garp wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, completely unconcerned that the slap Saint Saint Saiwen delivered was a bit too forceful.

"No wonder Rocks was in so much pain back then."

Only those whose wills were truly dominated and controlled by the Black Turn could feel the despair of another will fighting for control of the body in their minds.

After gasping for a few breaths, Garp asked again.

"Why did I not turn into a demon?"

Saint Saint Saiwen shrugged; although he did not speak, his gaze turned to the pure gold pendant Garp wore on his chest.

Following Saint Saint Saiwen's line of sight, Garp glanced at the pure gold pendant on his chest and suddenly exclaimed.

"Pure gold?"

Well, luckily I accepted Saint Saint Saiwen's gift back then; otherwise, I would have had to endure some pain right now.

At this moment, Loki finally reacted belatedly: "Little Bai Mao, where is my father? My father was such a big person, how did he just disappear?"

Saint Saint Saiwen showed an expression of apology.

"Your father... I sent him seventeen years into the future."

"Sorry, Loki, Imu's move just now was too sudden, and I had no good method, so I had to seal Imu inside the Giant King's body and send him seventeen years into the future."

"Don't worry; for the Giant King, it was just a blink of an eye; our future selves will be able to find him."

Hearing this, Loki's eyes sparkled with various colors.

"Little Bai Mao, hurry up and slap me, send me to seventeen years in the future too."

Coming to the future is too interesting.

"Stop it," Saint Saint Saiwen waved his hand.

Although they won, they did not completely win.

The World Government, having lost Imu, can no longer pose any threat to Saint Saint Saiwen's side.

But overthrowing the World Government is easy; how to liberate all the slaves next, and how to ensure everyone can eat their fill, is relatively more troublesome.

After the pentagram formation of Mary Geoise completely vanished, the Five Elders gave up struggling very decisively, even raising their hands to surrender directly.

"No more fighting, we surrender."

What's the point of fighting? If Imu is already prepared to abandon them, what reason do they have to give their lives for the World Government? It's better to choose to defect to Saint Saint Saint Saiwen.

"Boring?!" Kaido muttered, then silently put away his spiked club.

Although four God Knights had already been slain by them, and the Five Elders were nowhere near intact, Kaido would absolutely not have stopped if he were acting according to his old personality.

However, times have changed.

There is no movement from Saint Saint Saiwen's side; he must have already dealt with Imu and is about to become the true King of the World.

Even for the sake of his good son-in-law Saint Saint Saiwen, Kaido must learn to be sensible.

Otherwise, how will he speak in the future to ask Saint Saint Saiwen for the method to reach the final island, Laugh Tale, and how will he become the second Pirate King after Roger?

Thinking of the scene where he becomes the Pirate King, Kaido immediately grinned, his eyebrows and eyes full of smiles.

Old woman Lingling, you didn't come to fight; you will have your regrets later.

Before long, Kaido and his group escorted the seven people who had voluntarily surrendered—the Five Elders, Garling, and Shamrock—to Saint Saint Saiwen's presence.

"Saint Saint Saiwen, how should we deal with these few?"

Saint Saint Saiwen casually took out a Sea Prism Stone chain: "Tie them up first and wait for a public trial."

The evil done by the Five Elders and Saint Garling over these years means that letting them die once is too good for them; it is better to squeeze out their remaining value.

For the more than one hundred seventy member countries of the World Government, the Five Elders still have some use.

Having said that, Saint Saint Saiwen looked at Saint Saturn.

"What was that move Imu just used called?"

Saint Saturn let out a bitter laugh: "A living sacrifice. Imu was prepared to sacrifice all of us."

"This move causes immense damage to Imu. If Saint Saint Saint Saiwen hadn't made Imu feel panic, He absolutely would not have risked the cost of losing His own source just to sacrifice us all alive."

Regarding Imu, Saint Saint Saiwen has too many doubts.

"What exactly is Imu?"

Even after sending Imu to the future, Saint Saint Saiwen still hasn't figured out whether Imu is the demon within the Devil Fruits or an artificial human from the Ancient Kingdom.

Saint Saturn paused for a moment.

"Imu has a huge cold storage room underground beneath the Flower Chamber; go see for yourselves and you will know."

Hearing this, Saint Saint Saiwen became interested.

"Lead the way."

However, before heading to the cold storage room, Saint Saint Saiwen shouted towards the high sky: "Morgans, come down and work."