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

"Hahahahahahaha!"

Countless faces simultaneously emitted overlapping, maniacal, and distorted laughter.

"Do you see that, mortal!"

"In this space and time, I am everything!"

"Your breath, your existence, your struggles, will all become a part of me!"

"Feel the wrath of God! You will be devoured by me along with this sinful world—!!!"

The moment the words fell.

In the sky, countless enormous faces simultaneously opened their eyes.

Purple energy rain began to fall from the sky.

That's not ordinary energy.

Every drop of purple rain contains the concept of "erasure," enough to completely evaporate an ordinary Super Saiyan, along with any trace of his existence, from space and time!

The attack had nowhere to hide.

Because the entire universe has become the enemy.

"How...how could this happen..."

Future Trunks collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the sky and the earth, feeling the pure malice emanating from all directions and every corner.

How can we fight like this?

Even the air we breathe is part of the enemy!

This is not a fight at all!

This is the world itself, carrying out the most thorough elimination of these tiny "viruses"!

For the first time, a look of despair appeared on Sun Wukong's face.

He could feel that the entire universe was rejecting him, hating him, and trying to completely erase him.

Faced with such immense power, his pride and strength seemed utterly insignificant.

however.

It was in this apocalyptic scene that could make any life despair.

The figure that had been standing quietly the whole time finally slowly raised its head.

Lingita looked at the countless Zamas faces that were scattered throughout the universe and omnipresent.

The arrogant smile that belonged to Vegeta, so aloof and haughty to the extreme, on his face... became even more pronounced.

"Oh?"

He let out a light, amused hum.

"So you've finally decided to throw away all shame?"

"Perfect."

"It saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

These seemingly casual words possessed a strange magic, instantly stinging Zamasu, who had transformed into the universe.

"Still being stubborn even when death is imminent!"

"Disappear from this world! Along with your ridiculous arrogance—!!!"

Countless faces scattered throughout the universe roared simultaneously, and the purple energy rain suddenly accelerated its descent!

Lingita ignored him.

He simply raised his hands slowly and brought them together in front of his chest.

It's such a simple action.

The entire universe, which had just been rejecting everything, seemed to have been put on pause.

Om-!

An aura of supreme power, beyond description and comprehension, slowly emanated from Lingita's body.

The crimson blood steam was the power of the Eight Gates, burning the limits of life!

The crimson aura of God—that's the dimensional power of the Super Saiyan God!

The majestic, dark golden light—that is the concept of Susanoo, where protection and destruction coexist!

The pure silver, deep particles represent the ultimate state of freedom where the body acts before consciousness!

The crimson arcs of electricity were the will of the Kaioken, twenty times stronger, pushing the limits and squeezing out all potential!

The sacred golden light of Buddha is the compassion and majesty of the True Thousand Hands Buddha at the Top, which suppresses all things!

Everything.

All those ultimate forces that originally belonged to different dimensions and different systems, standing at the pinnacle of their respective fields.

at this point.

Linkita forcibly and perfectly blended them together in a way that transcended all laws!

In the palm of his hand.

An energy sphere, extremely compressed and restrained, shimmering with divine light in red, gold, and silver, slowly emerged.

The energy ball was very small.

It's only the size of a fist.

But the light it emitted made the entire universe, which had become Zamasu, pale in comparison.

It seems to be the center of this universe.

It is the singularity of creation.

It is also the origin that ends everything.

"The Eight Gates Formation..."

"Twenty times Kaio Fist..."

"The ultimate freedom..."

"Susanoo..."

"True Thousand Hands, Buddha Transformed on Top..."

Lingita spoke slowly and softly, as if offering a final eulogy for this pointless farce.

"Everything..."

"Let's make them all one."

His palms shot forward with a sudden thrust!

"The Final Flash..."

"Demon God Cannon!!!"

boom--!!!!!!

Time has lost its meaning.

Space was utterly shattered.

An ultimate beam of light, defying definition by color and description by power, embodying all ultimate forces, erupted fiercely from Lingita's hand!

The beam of light was not thick.

But wherever it goes, everything "disappears".

It wasn't destroyed.

It wasn't crushed.

Instead, it is completely and without leaving any trace "erased" from the very source of cause and effect, from the laws, from the concepts, and from the very root of existence!

Above the sky, countless faces of Zamas didn't even have time to utter a single scream.

Their expressions were still frozen in the madness and resentment of the previous second.

Then, silently, it was evaporated along with the will it carried by that pillar of light.

The beam of light pierced through the earth, erasing the evil eyes within it.

The beam of light burst through the atmosphere, piercing through the entire galaxy and the entire universe!

Along the way, all the stars, nebulae, and darkness corrupted by Zamasu's will...

Everything was purified and restored the moment it came into contact with the beam of light.

The entire universe seemed to have undergone a complete formatting by this beam of light!

How long did it last?

One second?

Or just a fleeting moment?

When that beam of light that pierced through the entire space-time finally slowly dissipated.

The sky regained its original color. Although still ravaged, it no longer bore that repulsive face.

The earth ceased its churning; though still scarred and ravaged, the evil gaze was no longer present.

The purple energy rain that had fallen in the second half, capable of obliterating everything, had long since vanished without a trace.

The whole world fell silent.

Cleaner than ever before.

That self-proclaimed righteous, self-proclaimed world, self-proclaimed god-like figure, Zamasu, along with his pathetic ideals, turned into cosmic dust.

No.

Not even a speck of dust remained.

Lingita slowly lowered his hands, and the terrifying aura around him, which was enough to make the universe tremble, gradually subsided and finally returned to calm.

Short black hair, black eyes.

It was as if everything before was just an illusion.

He floated silently in mid-air.

Looking at this world that has been "cleaned up," I gently exhaled a breath of stale air.

ended.