I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

only.....

A burst of laughter interrupted the words of the bearded Five Elders.

"So these are the Five Elders, the apparent leaders of the World Government?" The bald man suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"No wonder, you can only be the nominal supreme leaders, the true subjects of the Void Emperor."

"You have actually placed your hopes for the war on Im alone, which precisely shows that you have reached the end of your road."

The bald man suddenly burst out with a string of words, even simultaneously transmitting his thoughts to the Five Elders, leaving the long-bearded Five Elders stunned for a while.

Using the Whisper Fruit for arguing from a distance is a bit outrageous, but it is indeed incredibly powerful.

Even if you cover your ears and don't listen, the bald man's voice will reach the hearts of many people, including the Five Elders, and cannot be ignored.

The Five Elders had only intended to speak to curb the arrogance of the traitorous Five Elders, but now he was starting to regret it.

But it was too late.

Anger flashed across the face of the long-bearded Five Elders, and he angrily rebuked:

"You have no idea about that ultimate personal combat power... When combat power reaches a certain level, it's like an ancient weapon capable of destroying the world, possessing the potential to turn the tide of battle!"

"No! Of course I understand." The bald man didn't back down, retorting to the Five Elders from afar, continuing to project his voice into their hearts:

"No one understands Boss Sig's power better than me!"

"He is like the sun, forever powerful, forever radiant!"

“But…” A heavy memory flashed in the bald man’s eyes: “We are not here like we were more than ten years ago, standing on the back of the battlefield cheering us on.”

"If that's all there is to it, why have we gone through all this hard work and training all these years?"

The bald man gently pressed his chest.

As the user of the Whisper-Whisper Fruit, he can send his thoughts into the hearts of others and have a telepathic conversation with them.

Similarly, the voices of others can also be heard in his heart.

On this battlefield today, as he commands the battle, he has heard far too many heartfelt sentiments.

"I dream that one day, on the sacred land of Mary Geoise on the Red Line, the son of a former slave will be able to sit together with the son of a former Celestial Dragon and share brotherhood." This is a revolutionary soldier reciting the "Bible."

"Act on behalf of Heaven! Kill the Celestial Dragons!"

"ONE PIECE! A world of great harmony! Everyone is like a dragon!"

The bald man turned around and looked at his comrades of different races and factions around him.

Mountain bandits, sea pirates, the Navy, the Revolutionary Army, giants, fish-men, sky islanders...

The Liangshan Marsh was a large, united force with a complex composition. While some were drawn by Xige, most came to this sacred place with their own beliefs and ideals.

"World Government, you have become far removed from the people." The bald man forcefully conveyed his thoughts to the Five Elders and the others:

“Every step we have taken to get here today is not due to any one savior, but the result of the efforts of countless people, just like the G20 alliance 800 years ago.”

"We are not following a sun that is high above us, but the light!"

The bald man's voice and inner thoughts were perfectly synchronized, echoing in the ears of the enemies on the battlefield and in their hearts, making it impossible for them to ignore.

Behind the crowd.

The Celestial Dragon Phoenix Palace had finished receiving treatment from the medical staff. She stood at a distance, looking at the battlefield of this holy land, and unconsciously glanced at the black box left behind by Vegapunk in her hand.

There aren't that many happy endings in this world; there are only fools trying to change history and the times.

The Allied soldiers were in high spirits. Led by Roger, Whitebeard, and others at the forefront, they charged forward with their weapons raised high, their momentum unstoppable.

Axe King Morgan, holding his giant axe high, appeared behind CP0 with a sinister smile. He was tall and burly, yet his footsteps were silent.

Pale blue flames ignited on Kro's cat-like paws as he moved through the crowd with lightning speed, followed by a series of methane explosions. The fish-man Arlong, wielding a large saw blade now powered by an electric saw, slashed through the enemy amidst a buzzing hum.

At the same time, he didn't forget to turn around and nod to Kuina, a NEO Navy officer who was also wielding a chainsaw sword and charging into the crowd, with a mutual respect between them.

Perona and Sugar, two grown-up lolis, strolled across the battlefield, leaving behind only toys and soldiers kneeling listlessly, devoid of fighting spirit. Whenever a CP0 agent realized their predicament and attacked, a sandstorm would transform into a tornado and sweep through the air.

Crocdale, with a cigar dangling from her lips and a dark expression, stood guard beside the children, occasionally glancing sideways at the broad, muscular back of the white-bearded man.

Ah Ling rode a flying horse, carrying a large sword transformed from Wei Ben's. Her vanguard was Hale, a cockroach bully charging bravely ahead. Various Homies followed them, and lightning and fire filled the sky.

Faced with their relentless offensive, the remnants of the World Government's forces have suffered repeated defeats, revealing their utter weakness.

Although they have not completely lost their ability to resist due to their large numbers, they have clearly fallen into a disadvantageous position, and it is only a matter of time before they are completely defeated.

The only remaining suspense is the final battlefield.

The Five Elders, who are still alive, are waiting, and so are the bandits.

after all.

Whether it's Im, the Lord of the Void Throne, or the enigmatic bandit king Sig, they are both chilling masterminds behind the scenes, with unpredictable and incomprehensible methods, and they may indeed have the ability to influence the course of the war.

...............................

at this time.

That final battlefield had long since become a wasteland.

In other words, the Minotaur God of War Barrett had already regarded this newly stolen spaceship as his own possession. Fearing that the entire spaceship would be destroyed again by their battle, he manually reinforced the spaceship and even applied a layer of Armament Haki to the ground for protection, which is why the battlefield did not completely collapse.

Dust and mist filled the battlefield.

Everyone else, including Phoenix Palace, had long since retreated far away, leaving only a few figures on this cracked land.

at this time.

In the bald man's mind, the sun was still lazily basking in the sun on the coffin.

Amidst the swirling smoke and dust, Im, whose form had drastically changed and who now stood a full ten meters tall, took a step, causing the ground to tremble slightly with each step.

At this moment, she was completely different from before. Her body was only roughly human-shaped, and her skin was covered with a grayish-white protective layer that resembled tree bark. A deep, dark vertical pupil was split open between her eyebrows, and her hair danced in the air like tree roots and snakes. Her aura was imposing and unlike that of an ordinary person.

“So… this is the kind of power? Is it called telekinesis? There’s even such a direction of evolution…” Im suddenly said.

Invisible ripples spread out with the dance of her hair, lifting sand and gravel into the air by an unseen force. For a moment, she even possessed a resemblance to Sigmar.

"Well done," she said slowly.

"All your efforts will become my nourishment, helping me overcome my physical defects and reach the end of the evolutionary path."

She was killed countless times, but she did not gain nothing.

The ruins had long been stained red with blood, which flowed silently like a spring.

Peng.

Sun Bear was covered in blood, with a gaping hole in his chest. He then vanished in a wisp of smoke.

There is no one in this world who can single-handedly withstand the siege of Sig at seven different points in time. Im can only rely on his massive life force to regenerate repeatedly.

In the fierce battle that lasted for an hour, the seven Sigs killed all of Im's clones and tore her main body apart time and time again, but she never truly died. She became stronger and more resilient with each battle, and even roughly mastered the power of telekinesis, using Sigma as a template.

Until now, an hour later.

Six clones remained before Sieg.

At this moment, Sig, the shadow clone giant who had been hiding in the alternate dimension, sighed slightly.

The shadow clone giant Sig is over a thousand meters tall, towering like a mountain. He is a shapeshifting leaf summoner who was raised by Vegapunk.

But at this moment, his body was already withered, and maintaining the existence of the four Sig illusions was an enormous drain on his energy.

With a loud thud.

The shadow clone giant Sig disappeared in a wisp of smoke.

Boom boom boom boom.

Along with the shadow clone Sig, four illusions maintained through the shadow clone Sig—King Sig, Dracula, the Sun Knight, and the Bat King—also disappeared.

At this moment, only Lox and Sigma remained in front of Sig.

Meanwhile, Im, who has transformed into a ten-meter giant, is walking towards us, step by step.

Over the past hour, she had been killed countless times by the seven Sigs using various methods and techniques, but now, she had finally stood before Sigs, looking down at the figure sitting on the coffin, basking in the sun.

slap slap...

At this moment, the man sitting on the coffin slowly clapped his hands.

He finally stood up from the coffin.

At the same time, the two illusions of Lox and Sigma in front of him also turned into a puff of smoke and disappeared.

"Congratulations," Sieg said with a smile and clapping.

"You've finally passed the trial of seven clones. Your resilience has impressed me deeply."

"Now you can unlock the final battle. I suggest you save your game first."

“Pretending.” A deep, thunderous sound came from Im’s throat:

"No Devil Fruit ability is insurmountable, including the Tanuki-tanuki Fruit, and the illusions created by the Transformation Leaf are not without roots."

"You, who are maintaining those seven powerful illusions to keep fighting, have no strength left to participate in the battle. You've just been putting on an act all along. You've long been at your limit, haven't you?"

Im was also covered in blood and seriously injured; her vast life force had been nearly exhausted in the long battle.

The extra life force absorbed through the Fruit of Life is only a temporary enhancement, similar to Moria's "Shadow Gathering Place." She maintained it for an hour, and now she's like an inflated balloon—it looks strong, but it's actually nearing its limit.

However, Sieg's situation is probably similar to his; he's just bluffing.

“You…you’re absolutely right.” Sig looked up at the sky.

"Since you've seen through me, I'm not going to pretend anymore."

Sunlight fell on his shoulders.

Sig’s body began to expand rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Now."

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The increasingly intense roar of the Emperor's engines reverberated from Sieg's chest. It sounded less like a human heartbeat and more like the roar of engines from a colossal spaceship like the Kronos, making one's eardrums throb.

The surging pressure, like a tidal wave, swept across all directions.