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

Everyone was watching Lynn and Yhwach.

Yhwach did not answer Lynn's question. He was calculating.

How much fighting power does he still have? His omniscience and omnipotence have been weakened by a third—"Rewriting the Past" was partially cut off by Hawkeye, and "Granting the Future" was barely usable just now but was negated by Shanks' Conqueror's Haki. He still has "Observing the Present" and basic Soul King power.

If you were to confront this child head-on—

He recalled the feeling of Kaido's punch. That punch shattered his Soul King Armor.

And this child—is someone even Kaido has to call "Young Master".

"I have a question," Yhwach began.

"explain."

"That artificial core—what will you do to me if I don't take it?"

"I don't really handle it," Lynn said, sucking on her lollipop. "You're too much trouble; I don't want to deal with it."

Yhwach was taken aback.

He had imagined many possibilities—being killed, sealed away, turned into a statue like Barragán—but “not wanting to care” was completely outside his expectations.

"Aren't you afraid I'll come back for revenge later?"

"How many times can you come?" Lynn asked back.

This question left Yhwach speechless.

The answer is obvious—no matter how many times he comes, this child can fend him off. And each time he comes, his men will become stronger.

He is supporting them.

They used Yhwach as a whetstone to constantly hone the fighting power of their subordinates. If they couldn't win, they would use cheat codes; if they won with cheat codes, they would level up.

Yhwach was never treated as a "sharpening stone." This realization gave him a sense of frustration he had never experienced before.

It's not that I can't accept it.

It's just that it's too novel.

"You will neither kill me, nor subdue me, nor seal me away," Yhwach repeated, making sure he hadn't misheard.

"Okay. Go wherever you want." Lynn yawned. "But if you touch that ball I made again, I'll turn you into a lollipop."

Yhwach glanced at the golden core floating in the distance.

Then he looked down at his hands. There was still a lingering wound from Kaido's punch. He clenched his fist, a dull ache shooting through the injury.

"...You won." Yhwach said those three words.

After saying it, he felt a strange sense of relief. Having lived for thousands of years, this was the first time he had uttered those three words.

"Hmm." Lynn didn't react much to those three words, turning to look at the Hasward ice block in the distance. "Is the person inside that ice block one of your men?"

"Yes."

"Can he thaw it?"

"able."

"Then take him with you. And take the others in white too. This place is a mess, it annoys me."

Yhwach stood there, watching the three-year-old child who was trying to appease him with a lollipop, and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he did something that left all the Sternritter speechless.

He smiled.

It wasn't a sneer, nor a bitter smile. It was a relieved smile, with a hint of something indescribable.

"For thousands of years," he muttered to himself, "we've never lost so utterly."

He turned and stepped into the shadows.

The remaining members of the Knights followed and disappeared into the shadows.

Haschward's ice block was also taken away at the same time—Yohbach reached out from the other side of the shadow and dragged the ice block and the man inside together.

Aokiji watched as his "trophy" was taken away, muttering, "Hey, I finally managed to freeze it..."

Before leaving, Yhwach turned back and looked at Lynn one last time.

"That child—if he had been born into this world, he would have been an existence far more terrifying than the Spirit King."

Then the shadow closes.

The Spirit King's Palace fell silent.

Redhead finally breathed a sigh of relief. Griffin slipped from his grasp and fell to the ground, collapsing backward into the ruins.

"It's finally over..."

Hawkeye sat down beside him, placing the Black Blade Night across his lap, silently examining the fine cracks on the blade.

"Is your knife alright?" the redhead asked, lying down.

"I'm in better shape than you. You're practically falling apart."

"Haha...indeed." The redhead closed his eyes, "but it was a very satisfying fight."

Lynn floated down and circled around the red hair.