The Complete Body Susanoo was like a moving gray mountain, tearing across the sky above Mary Geoise.
The members of the God's Knights, led by Garling, all looked up in unison.
In their pupils, that gray-black Devil god was rapidly growing larger.
Not just them-
In the Holy Land, the slaves captured or bought by the Celestial Dragons, still in chains and covered in blood, also looked up at the sky.
Their eyes lit up in an instant.
Not because they felt any hope.
Purely out of shock.
What... was that?
Although they didn't know what it was, they could be certain it wasn't a slave.
Rumble—
The Complete Body Susanoo's feet finally landed on the soil of Mary Geoise.
The earth shook, buildings swayed violently.
Countless people lost their balance and fell to the ground.
They all stared wide-eyed at the several-hundred-meter-tall Devil god, manifested in the center of the Holy Land.
Pangaea Castle.
The residence of Imu and the Five Elders.
The symbol of the World Government's supreme authority.
Makoto looked at the castle, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Let's say hello to Imu-kun first."
With that,
The Complete Body Susanoo's arm raised the massive chainsaw fused with its wrist.
Vroom—
The chainsaw started.
Then, it swung.
Rumble!!!
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted.
All of Mary Geoise trembled violently.
The God's Knights' members, who had just arrived at the plaza from their respective territories, all turned their heads to look behind them.
Then, their expressions froze.
Pangaea Castle… that white castle, symbolizing the World Government's absolute power, standing for hundreds of years, was being split in two from the middle.
A clean cut.
Neat and precise.
As if split from the very center by an invisible blade.
The two halves of the castle slowly tilted to the sides, emitting a dull rumbling, and finally collapsed with a crash, kicking up a sky full of white dust.
In the plaza, utter silence.
Even Garling, who usually acted like 'Imu's number two', stared with wide, shocked eyes.
The fact that someone dared to directly attack the Holy Land was already surprising enough to him.
He never expected—
That they would be this strong.
Garling's right hand unconsciously tightened around the hilt of his sword.
He looked up again at the gray-black giant.
In the giant's eye sockets, those Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan eyes looked down at them from on high.
Then, Garling saw Makoto inside the giant, looking at him with a brilliant smile.
"Oh my—" Makoto's voice came from inside the Susanoo.
"Isn't this the God Valley's speed bump?"
Garling was stunned.
'God Valley?'
He knew that place.
He had recently found a mistress, and she was from God Valley.
That red-haired woman was quite attractive.
Garling had only wanted to satisfy a physical need, but unexpectedly, she got pregnant.
This troubled him a bit.
He didn't want others to know that his noble blood had contaminated a dirty woman from the lower world.
He would still take the child, of course.
As for that woman... he'd find a chance to get rid of her.
'But—'
'What did 'speed bump' mean?'
Garling frowned, not understanding.
But he had no time to dwell on it.
Because that gray-black giant was shrinking at a visible speed.
The energy armor dissipated, the skeleton collapsed, the Complete Body Susanoo receded like the tide, rapidly shrinking from several hundred meters to just over ten, finally vanishing into nothingness.
Makoto, Yu, Beam, Four Gay Bros, and Morgans, who had been squatting on the Susanoo's shoulder, slowly descended from mid-air.
Their feet touched the white stone ground of Mary Geoise.
"What's going on?" Behind Garling, a God's Knights' member with a purple mushroom cut and an androgynous appearance frowned.
"Isn't he using that move anymore?"
Garling's eyes suddenly lit up. The next second, he raised the longsword in his hand and shouted loudly: "That move must have consumed a huge amount of his stamina! Now's our chance! Take them out!"
Hearing this, the other God's Knights' members' eyes flashed with excitement.
Right!
A technique that powerful must consume a tremendous amount of stamina.
Now was their chance!
"Charge!"
"Kill him!"
"Avenge the Holy Land!"
The God's Knights' members drew their weapons and charged towards Makoto and his group in unison.
Confident smiles adorned their faces.
As if Makoto, having used the Complete Body Susanoo, was a candle flickering in the wind.
It was quite funny, really. When these people held slave hunting games, they never went all out from the start.
Instead, they would say some ceremonial words first, giving the slaves a glimmer of hope, letting them run, because that heightened their own hunting desire.
After all, if the NPCs had no will to resist, the game wasn't fun.
However, when they themselves became the prey, they forgot this principle.
The Teddy Devil looked at these idiots and turned to ask:
"Boss, why aren't you using that move anymore?"
Makoto smiled.
"Killing them all at once wouldn't be any fun."
"The fun is in playing them to death, bit by bit."
The Teddy Devil's eyes lit up.
"Oh oh oh! I see!!"
The Dolphin Devil's head nodded frantically: "As expected of Boss! So thoughtful!"
The Gorilla Devil's head grinned: "Tearing off their lower halves and feeding it to them, wouldn't that cause them more pain?"
The Rabbit Devil's head was already fantasizing: "I can't wait to play with that Imu."
The four Devils chattered noisily, getting more and more outrageous.
Morgans, following behind, listening to this group's obscene talk, couldn't help but swallow.
He thought he was already perverted enough, but he was clearly still far from it.
"Here they come." Yu stepped forward.
He pressed his right hand on his left arm—
Click.
Gun Devil, transform.
Bang bang bang bang bang-
Indiscriminate fire.
Armor-piercing bullets poured out like a storm, screaming towards the charging God's Knights' members.
The bullets hit.
Blood holes appeared on the bodies of the God's Knights' members… chests, abdomens, arms, thighs, the bullet holes clearly visible.
Yet no blood flowed.
Yu frowned.
"The same ability as that old man from before."
Another immortal body granted by that guy named Imu.
"But there should still be a weakness."
Yu's gaze swept across the faces of the God's Knights' members.
Earlier, sitting inside the Susanoo, he could clearly see… the moment Makoto swung that sword, splitting Pangaea Castle in two, Garling and the others showed very obvious fear.
'If these trash were truly immortal, no matter how strong the opponent, they shouldn't have been afraid.'
Makoto smiled.
"Immortal bodies, huh?" The Teddy Devil licked his lips.
"Even better."
The Dolphin Devil opened his mouth full of fangs, grinning maliciously: "I've wanted indestructible toys like this for a long time."
The Gorilla Devil nodded repeatedly: "The guys from the Roger Pirates before were no good, I was always afraid of killing them and never got to fully enjoy it."
The Rabbit Devil shrugged helplessly: "Boss did order us not to kill them, after all."
"But still—" The four said in unison.
"We can have some real fun now!"
Four Gay Bros charged out laughing maniacally.
Yu followed close behind, the three gun barrels in his Gun Devil form firing simultaneously.
Beam's upper body transformed into a shark form, opening its massive jaws to bite at the nearest God's Knights' member.
The battle erupted in full force on the white plaza of Mary Geoise.
As for Makoto himself, he strolled leisurely towards the direction of Pangaea Castle.
His expression was as relaxed as if this place wasn't the heart of the world's supreme power, but a public restroom by the roadside.
Countless slaves in tattered clothes stared in shock at this man walking as if in his own back garden.
"Ar... are you Nika?" A voice came from the side.
Makoto paused, turning his head to look.
It was a small, round, ball-shaped young man with a flat top.
His body was covered in wounds, his face stained with blood, and both his hands and feet were shackled.
His eyes were large, and they were now wide open, staring directly at Makoto.
"Nika?" Makoto raised an eyebrow.
The little, fat slave suddenly started waving his hands, performing a comical dance… the gestures were ridiculous yet somehow exuded a very happy flavor.
"My dad told me!" His voice held a naive excitement.
"Nika will come dancing to save us one day!"
Makoto looked at him in silence.
He remembered.
Bartholomew Kuma.
Although many readers in his previous life sympathized with this guy, Makoto's reaction after reading his backstory was—
Isn't this just a brain-dead cuckold?
Taking in the daughter of your woman and your enemy, I could still call that compassionate.
But you… a person who was once a slave yourself, surely you know what the Five Elders are like?
Yet you still obediently made a deal with them.
And aren't you trying to liberate slaves and pursue peace?
What are you doing willingly accepting the Five Elders' proposal to turn yourself into a killing machine?
Don't you know what the World Government will use you for once you accept that proposal?
Although Kuma's tragedy partly involved Luffy's inaction, he himself was also a case of his left and right brains fighting each other.
"Heh."
Makoto averted his gaze.
In his opinion, these idiots who believed in Nika were beyond saving.
When it came to eating, they could sit at the same table as the idiots from Wano Country.
One believed in Oden.
One believed in Nika.
Either way, they all waited around for an unrealistic savior when faced with problems, never thinking of picking up a sword to solve them themselves.
Makoto turned and walked away.
Kuma, who had been performing the Nika dance behind him, froze.
He watched the man's departing back, opened his mouth, but was at a loss for words.
He felt that person was not Nika.
Kuma lowered his head, curling back up in his corner.
Sensing with his Observartion Haki that Kuma was still rooted to the spot, Makoto was speechless again.
'Why not run? Just waiting for Nika to show up, huh?'
Makoto suddenly felt Fisher Tiger's value was still rising.
…
On the plaza, the battle continued.
Yu's bullets pierced the bodies of God's Knights' members one after another, but the wounds always healed within seconds.
"Damn, this is annoying. We can't kill them no matter what," Yu couldn't help but curse.
But compared to Yu, who just wanted to kill the enemy directly, Four Gay Bros were having a blast.
The Gorilla Devil grabbed a God's Knights' member's leg and yanked hard—
"AHHH!!!"
The man's leg was torn off completely.
Blood gushed out.
But soon, new bone, muscle, and skin began to grow from the stump.
"Hahaha! It really grows back!" The Gorilla Devil shouted excitedly, tearing off the newly grown leg again.
"Let's see how many times you can regenerate!"
The Rabbit Devil was riding on a God's Knights' member wearing a gas mask.
He pinched the man's neck, a sick smile on his face.
Fists imbued with Haki rained down continuously.
One punch.
Two punches.
Three punches.
The first punch shattered the mask on his face. After a few punches, the entire face was a bloody pulp, only to be smashed apart again each time it healed.
"Wow! Thrilling!"
"So much more fun than the Roger Pirates!"
Four Gay Bros' laughter echoed across the entire plaza.
Morgans knelt in a corner at the edge of the battlefield, his camera held to his chest, pressing the shutter rapidly.
He frantically photographed… the madness of Yu's Gun Devil form, the perverted grins of Four Gay Bros, the pained, twisted faces of the God's Knights' members, and the leisurely back of the figure walking towards the ruins of Pangaea Castle.
Morgans looked up towards Makoto, already simulating tomorrow's headline in his mind—
[The New King of the World]