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

His roar echoed under the apocalyptic sky, yet sounded so pale and powerless.

Sun Wukong and Trunks, watching from afar, were also stunned.

They had personally experienced Zamasu's terrifying regenerative abilities.

No matter how severe the injury, it can recover instantly. This feeling of being invincible is the most despairing.

But now...

The newly born warrior, with just a casual strike, without even hitting the target head-on, left behind... an eternal scar?

This is beyond their comprehension.

Above the ruins.

Lingita slowly withdrew the finger that was still emitting wisps of golden smoke, and blew a breath of air out of boredom.

He raised his eyelids and glanced at the "god" in the sky who was caught in self-doubt with the look one would give a three-year-old, his tone infuriatingly flat.

"It's so noisy."

"Is this such a small thing something to make such a fuss about?"

He paused, a unique Vegeta-esque, arrogant smile curving his lips as if he were looking down on trash.

"Alright, since you're so stupid, I'll mercifully give you a little lesson."

Lingita's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the minds of everyone present.

"In my attack just now, I incorporated a little bit of the divine flame power of 'Amaterasu'."

"Oh, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

He shook his head to himself and offered a more colloquial explanation.

"To put it another way, your immortality is essentially ultra-fast regeneration at the cellular level, right? Like a piece of code that can infinitely fix program bugs."

"And my flame, unfortunately, does not burn your cells, nor your energy."

Lingita held up one finger and pointed to her temple.

"It burns your soul. It rewrites your very existence at the level of 'laws'."

"Until your soul is completely repaired, your proud physical body will naturally be unable to return to its so-called 'perfect' state."

"Do you understand, little bug?"

boom!

Every word of these words was like an invisible hammer, striking Zamasu's arrogant and twisted godlike heart!

insect?

Are you...preaching to God?!

How dare a despicable being, formed from the fusion of mortals, use such a condescending tone to analyze the power of God?!

"You...you're...asking for...death!!!"

The extreme humiliation of having his dignity repeatedly trampled on by ordinary people drove Zamas to the brink of madness!

His once handsome face was contorted with extreme anger, veins bulging, making him look incredibly ferocious.

"You insignificant ants! How dare you speak so presumptuously of the gods!"

Zamasu roared, and with a flick of his arm, a Judgment Lightsword formed from pure purple divine power appeared in his hand!

He could no longer maintain that divine composure and elegance, transforming into a raging purple bolt of lightning, carrying the sword pressure that could tear the heavens and earth apart, and madly rushing towards Lingita on the ground!

He wanted to cut this mortal who dared to blaspheme, along with his disgusting face, into the most primitive particles!

However, faced with this thunderous blow...

Lingita didn't even bother to adopt a defensive stance.

"Too slow."

He simply uttered three words.

Just as the purple lightsaber was about to touch his body, a pure silver-white light flashed in Lingita's deep eyes!

Free and Ultimate Skill!

Open!

The next second, an unbelievable scene unfolded.

Lingita's body seemed to have become a phantom without any physical form.

He didn't make any large-scale dodge movements; his body simply swayed at an incredibly subtle angle, defying inertia.

brush!

brush!

brush!

Zamasu's ferocious slashes, powerful enough to sever space and time, poured down like a storm, each strike carrying a deadly rage!

But each sword strike missed Lingita's body by a mere millimeter!

The sharp wind whipped up by the sword made Lingita's short black hair dance wildly, but it couldn't even touch a single hem of his clothes.

The entire battlefield presented an extremely bizarre scene.

Zamasu, like a madman, wildly swung his lightsaber, leaving behind devastating purple afterimages in the air.

Lingita, on the other hand, is like a traveler strolling leisurely in a storm, unhurried and at ease.

He even had the leisure to slightly turn his head to dodge a sharp sword aura that grazed his cheek, while continuing to deliver the inhumane psychological blows in a calm tone that could drive any strong person mad.

"Your anger reveals your lack of self-confidence."

Lingita's devilish words, like a ghost, rang in Zamas's ears without warning.

Zamasu's pupils constricted sharply, and he swung his sword horizontally with a backhand!

The sword swept across without any obstruction, but only struck a fleeting afterimage left by Lingita.

"Because deep down, you know better than anyone else."

Lingita's words came from another direction.

"Your so-called divine body, your so-called power, are nothing but a stolen, cobbled-together, incomplete patchwork!"

"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!"

Zamasu went completely mad. His attacks became even more frenzied and chaotic, losing all structure and becoming nothing more than pure venting!

He waved his weapon wildly like a spoiled child, but could never touch the figure he hated to the core.

This feeling was a million times more humiliating than being defeated head-on!

Just as Zamasu's movements froze for a moment due to extreme anger.

A cold voice, like a judgment from the deepest hell, echoed behind him.

"Let me tell you where your real weakness lies."

Zamas's body stiffened abruptly, and a chill shot from his tailbone straight to the top of his head!

He turned around stiffly.

Before he knew it, Lingita had appeared behind him like a ghost, her eyes, a blend of indifference and aloofness, calmly watching him.

"Your fusion was a huge mistake from the very beginning."

Lingita said coldly, each word like a sharp scalpel, precisely dissecting the truth that Zamas least wanted to face.

"Half of it is the weak and feeble divine body of the Supreme Kai. Although it possesses the characteristic of immortality, it is essentially just a support."

"The other half is Sun Wukong's Saiyan mortal body, which is full of infinite possibilities."

"Two completely different, even conflicting, forces have been forcibly combined by you using the Potara Earring. You think this is a perfect fusion? Wrong!"

"This prevents you from unleashing the true essence of any power!"

"Your 'immortality' is hindering the evolution and growth of Saiyan cells!"

"And the Saiyan's fighting instinct, which grows stronger against stronger opponents, is constantly challenging your immortal divinity, which requires absolute 'stillness' to maintain!"

Lingita's words struck Zamas's mind like a bolt from the blue!

He suddenly looked down at the half of his body that was undergoing mutation.

That disgusting purple mass of flesh was writhing violently and uncontrollably, as if confirming Lingita's words!

Two forces...in conflict?

My immortality... is accelerating the collapse of my body?!

"so……"

Lingita's figure flickered again.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of Zamasu, who was completely frozen in shock.

He slowly extended one finger.

A slender, pale finger that appears to have no strength.

It gently pressed against Zamasu's back, which was covered with twisted patterns.

This simple action caused Zamasu to tremble violently, as if he were completely bound by an irresistible force and unable to move!

He could feel that the violent power within him, enough to destroy stars, was like a wild beast encountering its natural enemy in front of that finger, suppressed and trembling, unable to mobilize even the slightest bit!

Lingita's face slowly approached Zamas's ear.

With words that only the two of them could hear, like the whispers of a demon, they pronounced his final death sentence, word by word.

"You so-called supreme divinity..."

"From beginning to end..."

"It's just a joke."

Zamas's psychological defenses were completely shattered by Lingita's few words of piercing insight.

His face, which he considered sacred and perfect, now lacked any elegance, only showing madness and distortion from extreme humiliation.

back.

He retreated frantically.

It was as if the black-haired figure on the ground was some indescribable, terrifying being, and that even a glance at it would corrupt his sacred soul.

distance.

All he needs right now is distance!

"Mortals! Mortals! Mortals—!!!"

Zamas let out a hysterical roar, his voice no longer possessing divine majesty, but instead filled with a blustering yet cowardly fear.

"What do you know! You're just a mere mortal, what right do you have to presume to know the greatness of God!"

"Conflicts of fusion? Bodily collapse? All of that is nonsense! It's a lie fabricated by you sinful mortals to prolong your lives!"

As he roared, he unleashed the full power within him, pushing it to its limit without reservation.

He wanted to completely erase this mortal who dared to dissect him and humiliate him, along with every word he uttered, from this time and space!

Only in this way can he be proven wrong!

Only in this way can God's final dignity be upheld!

"Shut up! I told you to shut up!"

Zamas suddenly tilted his head back, spread his arms, and a kind of sacrificial madness appeared on his distorted face.

"I will purify you...and this filthy world...together!!!"

With his completely altered roar, the holy halo behind him, representing the authority of the gods, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented, dazzling purple light that was enough to blind mortals!

Rumble rumble rumble—!!!

sky.

It was completely torn apart.

The already dim sky was now replaced by endless purple lightning.

That wasn't an ordinary thunderbolt.

That was the thunder of judgment, containing all of Zamasu's divine power and carrying the law of "absolute"!

Each bolt of purple lightning was as thick as a mountain range, and was wrapped with pitch-black runes that could destroy everything.

Instead of striking down, they gathered and intertwined in the sky, forming a net of lightning punishment that covered the entire battlefield, leaving no place to escape or hide!

"God's Punishment - Absolute Thunder—!!!"

At a single command!

The sky is falling.

Tens of thousands of purple lightning bolts, like a bursting dam, carrying the divine wrath that purifies all things, crashed down onto the earth below!

The end of the world is coming!

Above the distant ruins, Goku and Future Trunks looked up at the sky, which had been completely swallowed by lightning, their faces ashen.

Every cell in their bodies was screaming wildly, yelling for them to "escape."

But where can one escape to in the face of such an indiscriminate attack that covers the sky and the earth?

"It's...it's all over..."

Trunks's hand gripping the sword hilt trembled violently. From the boundless lightning, he felt a despair that was purer and more utter than that of Goku's scythe.

"This kind of world-destroying attack... it's simply... utterly unstoppable!"

Sun Wukong gritted his teeth, his energy surging wildly within him, but he knew that even if he exerted all his strength, he probably wouldn't be able to last a second in this sea of ​​lightning.

He could only watch helplessly as the purple aura of death pressed down mercilessly upon the head of the newborn man named Lingita!

however.

Under the thunderous punishment that would make even the gods tremble.

Lingita's reaction, however, was so calm it felt unreal.

He simply raised his head listlessly and glanced at the purple sea of ​​lightning that was now almost within reach.

There was no solemnity, no panic, and not even the slightest emotional fluctuation in those deep eyes.

Yes, but it's just a kind of...boredom, like watching a circus performance.

then.

He slowly raised his right hand.

There was no earth-shattering explosion of momentum, no world-destroying energy gathering.

It's just a simple gesture of raising your hand.

Om-!

A complete Susanoo, composed of pure dark golden energy, sacred, majestic, and hundreds of meters tall, rose from the ground!

It was larger and more solid than any of the Susanoo that Lynn had summoned on his own before!

The dark gold energy armor was engraved with ancient and mysterious patterns, exuding an indescribable aura of imperial dominance.

Its face was majestic and indifferent, and its eyes seemed to contain the birth and death of an entire universe.

Its mere presence brings an unparalleled, absolute sense of oppression that transcends all things!

Even the "absolute lightning" about to fall from the sky seemed somewhat... insignificant in front of this dark gold giant.

"roar--!"

When Zamasu saw the appearance of the golden giant in the sky, he was not afraid at all, but laughed even more wildly!

"It's useless! No matter how strong the defense, it will be completely purified before the god's 'Absolute Thunder'!"

"Shatter into pieces! Shatter your arrogance along with it—!!!"

He frantically channeled his divine power, and the speed at which the purple sea of ​​lightning plummeted increased once again!

However, what happened next brought his maniacal laughter to an abrupt halt.