One Piece: We already have the Four Gods, so my Six Paths Sage is reasonable, right?

No response.

Im stood there, like a stone statue forgotten by time.

He stood there for a long time, then slowly moved his feet, step by step, toward a dark door.

His figure paused for a moment at the threshold before finally disappearing completely into the shadows behind the door.

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The battlefield on Ron's side.

Almost the entire island was shrouded in a hazy smog, completely erasing the boundary between heaven and earth, leaving only swirling grayish-white mist slowly rolling across the shattered surface.

The imposter Ron emerged from a pile of loose soil like a rat, panting heavily, his pupils still shrouded in lingering fear.

He looked around, but the thick smoke and dust obscured his vision, making it impossible to tell which direction he had been thrown by the impact.

"Shhh~~~"

Not far away, a pile of mud loosened from under a half-collapsed wall, and another figure crawled out from inside.

The burly man shook the pebbles off his shoulders, glanced around, and vaguely saw a familiar silhouette. His face immediately relaxed, and he quickly ran over.

"Boss! Were you also swept over here by the shockwave?"

The imposter Ron frowned sharply, quickly suppressing the fear on his face and replacing it with a calm expression. He spoke with ease, "What a joke! How could the aftershocks of this shock possibly affect me? I came here to save you."

A surge of undisguised emotion welled up in the burly man's eyes: "Boss, you're truly amazing!"

"Let's go." The imposter Ron dusted himself off and urged, "We should head to the next stop."

The imposter Ron had only one thought in his mind: to get out of this hellhole as quickly as possible before the aftershocks of that shockwave hit again.

But before they had gone far, a figure emerged from the dust and smoke and rushed toward them.

She moved very fast, her figure appearing and disappearing in the gray-white fog.

She had a great figure and outstanding looks, with long pink hair flowing backward as she ran.

Even through the smoke and dust, the imposter Ron quickly recognized her identity: Charlotte Linlin, the great pirate with a bounty of nearly three billion, and one of the core members of the Rocks Pirates.

The moment he saw her, the imposter Ron felt a chill run down his spine, a coldness shooting straight from his tailbone to the top of his head.

The plan to kidnap her child was proposed to the world government by him.

"Ron?"

When Lingling saw the imposter Ron, she was overjoyed. At least her previous worries were unnecessary; Ron was fine and still alive and kicking.

"Charlotte Linlin~~" The imposter Ron suppressed his inner turmoil, forced a smile as natural as possible, and greeted her calmly.

Charlotte Linlin?

The burly man next to him was stunned for a moment.

As a pirate who roams the high seas, how could he not know Charlotte Linlin, the famous beautiful pirate in the Rocks Pirates!

That was a notorious pirate with an incredibly high bounty.

"Boss, this is your old partner!" the burly man exclaimed excitedly.

The imposter Ron cursed inwardly, but maintained a composed demeanor: "Of course, we used to be very close. When no one was around, she would call me 'little brother.'"

"Napoleon!"

Lingling, who was running, suddenly shouted.

"I'm here, Mom."

The bicorn hat on her head instantly transformed into a jet-black longsword, which landed precisely in her outstretched palm, its blade gleaming coldly in the dust.

"Hey, boss!" The burly man's voice suddenly rose, tinged with a sense of unease, "Something's not right here! Charlotte Linlin looks like she's charging at you with a knife!"

"Don't panic~" The imposter Ron's voice was already trembling, but he was still trying to hold on, "There's probably some misunderstanding..."

"Hey, Charlotte Linlin, what do you want?" the imposter Ron shouted at the approaching figure, his panic barely concealed in his voice.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," Lingling laughed loudly, her running speed not slowing down, "You damn imposter, stop calling my name, it sounds disgusting."

Actually, Lingling didn't immediately recognize that it was a fake Ron.

Because this fake is so similar, almost exactly the same.

What gave him away was the phrase "Charlotte Linlin".

The real Ron always called her "Lingling".

It was just a tiny difference, like a needle gliding across a mirror, and all the pretense cracked open in that instant.

"Boss~" the burly man asked blankly, "What does 'imposter' mean?"

The imposter Ron didn't answer him. His gaze was fixed on the approaching figure, and he instinctively took a step back, his voice still trying to remain calm: "Charlotte Linlin, what are you talking about? I am Ron!"

"If you like it, then so be it, but... the real Ron wouldn't be afraid of my blade!" Lingling had already leaped up, her Napoleon sword wreathed in Armament Haki.

"Sizzle~~~"

In the blink of an eye, just as the imposter Ron turned to run away, Lingling's longsword whistled down, carrying a sharp wind pressure, cleaving him diagonally in two from shoulder to waist.

"Boss... Boss?!" The burly man's eyes widened, and he stood there stunned.

But the next second, a bizarre scene unfolded. Thick black mist suddenly gushed out from the cut of the imposter Ron, which had been split in two. The black mist seemed to writhe as if it were alive, slowly closing the two broken halves of his body. The cracks at the edges gradually healed, as if it had never been cut open at all.

"Holy crap, boss's awesome!" The burly man's shock instantly turned into ecstatic joy. "As expected of you, boss!"

Even the imposter Ron was stunned.

Fear made him forget one thing: he had been granted immortality by that "great master".

He stood up, looked down at his body that had closed up again, and then slowly smiled.

"Hehehe~~~"

Immediately, the imposter Ron turned around, his gaze falling on Lingling, and said earnestly, "Charlotte Lingling, considering our past relationship, if you are willing to become my fourteenth wife, I will not kill you."

Lingling paused slightly, her expression gradually darkening: "Immortality... I've heard of it. Are you with the World Government? You were involved in the kidnapping of my child, weren't you?"

"Hehehehehe~~~"

The imposter Ron let loose completely, his laughter filled with arrogant smugness. "It's useless. No one in this world can kill me!"

"Your laughter is awful, exactly like that bastard Shiki's. You'd better not die, or my anger won't subside so easily," Linglinglingling said.

Immediately, dark red arcs of electricity burst forth from Napoleon's sword.