"Damn it." Nusjuro, locked in a stalemate with Yu, couldn't help but curse under his breath.
His lower body had transformed into a giant skeletal horse.
Yu, in his Gun Devil form, fired simultaneously from the three gun barrels of his hands and head, bullets pouring down like a rainstorm.
Nusjuro used his Observation Haki to weave between the trajectories, his huge skeletal horse body incredibly agile.
A few armor-piercing rounds hit his body, leaving bullet holes, but those wounds, thanks to the immortal body granted by Imu, healed in an instant.
"F*ck!" Yu couldn't help but curse.
Before, when he had an immortal body himself, he hadn't realized how annoying this ability was.
When his enemy also had the same ability, he realized… this shit was really fucking annoying.
Two immortals fighting each other, neither able to kill the other, had been stuck in a stalemate.
Nusjuro's gaze passed over Yu, landing on Kong's corpse in the distance.
The corner of his eye twitched slightly.
Although he didn't care about the lives of the agents, nor the lives of the Marines,
The death of a Marine Admiral would undoubtedly impact the World Government's reputation.
Within the vast machine of the World Government, the Marines were its sharpest claws.
And the Admirals were the sharpest part of those claws. Ten years ago, losing an Admiral to Rocks had already shake the World Government's authority.
Now...
Even Kong was dead.
And this had happened while one of the Five Elders was personally present.
Nusjuro could almost imagine what the newspapers would write tomorrow… Marine Admiral Dies Tragically! Can the World Government Still Function?
But even though he was furious, furious that insects like Makoto's group had caused the Marines, and even the World Government, to lose so much reputation,
The little rationality he had left also told him:
He couldn't fight anymore.
Nusjuro changed direction, his white bone hooves hitting the ground, preparing to reinforce the Marines.
Though he really didn't want to.
"Leave the sword behind!" Yu's voice came from behind.
In his Gun Devil form, the three gun barrels of his hands and head simultaneously spit fire.
Armor-piercing rounds poured down like a rainstorm, blocking Nusjuro's retreat.
Nusjuro paused, forced to turn back and block.
"Annoying insect." Nusjuro muttered, slamming his white bone hooves down hard on the ground.
"Phantom Horse Trample!"
The moment the four hooves landed, a layer of white frost spread outwards from them across the ground.
Wherever the frost passed, blood froze, mud was covered, the air temperature plummeted.
The flesh and blood scattered on the battlefield were also frozen by the frost, unable to be used for the Four Gay Bros's resurrection.
Not only that, the frost continued to spread towards Susanoo, trying to freeze the steps of that grey-black giant.
Makoto watched the frost spreading towards him and couldn't help but laugh.
This scene reminded him of a joke from the readers in his previous life… the Flame-Flame Fruit is so bad even a dog wouldn't eat it.
Why? Because too many people could use fire techniques.
Luffy's fists rubbing against air could create fire, Kin'emon's sword could cut fire, the Mythical Zoan Kaido could breathe fire.
Now it seemed, it wasn't just the Flame-Flame Fruit that even a dog wouldn't eat-
A dog also wouldn't eat the Ice-Ice Fruit.
Because there were also no shortage of people in the One Piece World who could use ice abilities.
Brook's sword could cut ice, the Five Elder before him could too.
Not to mention Loki's hammer could also create ice… supposedly a kind of 'unmelting ice' that would never thaw unless Loki actively released it.
It can be regarded as the Ice version of Amaterasu.
Makoto's mouth curled up slightly.
But for any technique to be effective, the premise was that the strength gap between the two sides wasn't too large.
And the gap between him and Nusjuro...
"About time." Makoto said softly.
The Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan in his right eye spun rapidly.
Grey-black energy surged wildly on Susanoo's body surface. Flesh began to grow over the skeleton… no, it was armor.
Thick energy armor covered the bone surface. Susanoo's form expanded again, from several meters to tens of meters, to hundreds of meters.
Complete Body Susanoo.
The grey-black giant stood in Grove 66 of the Sabaody Archipelago, its head almost touching the lowest branches of the Yarukiman Mangrove.
Giant wings spread behind it, blocking the sunlight, casting the entire battlefield in shadow.
Nusjuro looked up at this giant, his pupils contracting sharply.
The Five Elder, who usually looked down on everyone except that person, Imu-sama… on his face now, finally appeared an expression called 'fear'.
But it was too late.
The giant palm of the Complete Body Susanoo descended from the sky, its five fingers spread, and like an eagle catching a chick, pinched Nusjuro, in his Mythical Zoan form, in its grasp.
Crack.
With a gentle squeeze, Nusjuro's body exploded in the giant palm. Bones shattered, flesh splattered. He didn't even have time to scream before being squeezed into a ball of mincemeat.
The immortal body granted by Imu immediately activated… shattered bones began to reform, splattered flesh began to reflux. His body reformed like Edo Tensei.
A few seconds later, Nusjuro 'revived'.
But he didn't dare move.
Because that sky-obscuring grey-black giant was looking down at him.
The hexagram flames burning in those hollow eye sockets held no emotion.
Nusjuro stood at the feet of the Complete Body Susanoo, looking up at the giant's face.
Even with an immortal body, it didn't provide much boost to offensive power.
He couldn't win.
He really couldn't win.
Makoto controlled the Complete Body Susanoo, raising the giant chainsaw.
The chainsaw's teeth spun at high speed, emitting a piercing whine, aiming at Nusjuro.
In the original work, people like Gaban and Shanks had said… only Conqueror's Haki infusion could injure the immortal body granted by Imu.
Makoto didn't quite believe it.
He felt that if you were strong enough, that would do.
And now, he was going to test that hypothesis.
The chainsaw raised high, aiming at Nusjuro's head.
However,
Just as the chainsaw was about to fall—
"Stop!" A giant figure charged from the side.
Harald.
The king of the giants' country, the burly man with two horns on his head, holding his sword, stood in front of Nusjuro.
The Giant King's body trembled involuntarily.
His Observation Haki told him that the giant before him was not an enemy he could contend with.
But he still stepped forward.
Because before this operation, Nusjuro had promised him—
As long as he completed this mission and brought the Roger Pirates back to Marine Headquarters, Elbaf could join the World Government.
For this promise, he couldn't back down now.
"Don't make me kill you." Makoto's voice from within the Complete Body Susanoo was like thunder from the heavens.
Harald did not move aside.
He gripped his sword tighter, every muscle in his body bulging. Conqueror's Haki coated the blade. He used every ounce of his strength—
Slash.
Boom!!!
The sword slashed into the arm of the Complete Body Susanoo.
A shallow crack appeared on the grey-black energy armor.
But that was it.
Harald's full-power strike was like a mouse biting an elephant in front of the Complete Body Susanoo.
Makoto looked down at this 'courageous' giant king, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
On the other side, the chainsaw fell.
Boom!!!
Harald's body was split open with a bloody gash. His already larger-than-average giant frame flew backwards.
Like a meteor hitting the ground, he crashed into a deep crater.
Blood gushed from the bottom of the crater, staining the surrounding earth.
Harald lay at the bottom of the crater, almost replicating Kong's death, except Makoto had given him a final shred of dignity, not cutting him in half.
But Harald also knew he was dying.
He used his last bit of strength to lift his head and look at his compatriots who had rushed to the crater's edge.
"Elbaf must... join the World Government..." Harald's voice was broken.
"Bring... true peace... to Elbaf..."
With those words, Harald's eyes slowly closed.
The king of the giants' country, the strongest in Elbaf, the monster who could go fifty-fifty with Rocks on a good day—
Is dead.