The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

If only you had listened to me earlier, you wouldn't be in this mess today! You wouldn't be in this state now…

"Gringu!" Mazsan interrupted him sharply.

"Did we want to compromise back then?! Have you forgotten the situation at the time?!"

Have you forgotten the strength and potential that Tianzhen has demonstrated?! More importantly…”

Mazsan's voice rose

"Back then, who was so confident that they could defeat the fledgling Tianzhen?"

But his limbs were severed by the opponent, and he howled like a stray dog.

He barely escaped with his life thanks to Lord Im's contract teleportation, and fled back to Mary Geoise in a sorry state?!

"It's you! It's you, Figarand Greengus!!"

The words and the slap landed hard on Grimm's face, and also stunned all the members of the Knights of God below!

Is this something that can be said openly?

Green Saint's face instantly turned ashen, and the veins on the back of his sword-wielding hand bulged.

He stared intently at Maz Saint, but was speechless for a moment and could not refute her.

“Ha, Maz is right! Gringu!” Pittor Saint chimed in at the opportune moment, adding fuel to the fire.

"Did you think we didn't want to kill Tianzhen back then?! But the Fleet Admiral at that time was still Steelbone Kong!"

The entire Navy Headquarters stood on Tianzhen's side, doing everything in their power to protect him, the 'next generation'.

That's why we came up with the best solution: let you fight one-on-one!

If you had won then, and climbed to the top over his corpse, it would have been over long ago! But what happened?

He mimicked the tone that Greene might have used back then, exaggerating his mockery.

"Leave it to me, a mere recruit."

"Ha! You got beaten up and dragged back like a dead dog! And now you have the nerve to criticize us?!"

The back-and-forth between Maz and Pitt, exposing each other's shortcomings and shifting blame.

The fig leaf covering the high and mighty Supreme Commander of the Knights of God has been torn to shreds.

It also exposed the long-standing contradictions and incompetence among the top leaders.

Greene's chest heaved violently, and his teeth clenched so tightly they clicked.

"Is a quake really that terrifying?" A slightly confused and innocent voice rang out.

Everyone looked over and saw that the speaker was Saint Qilingom, a member of the Knights of God and a member of the Lemosee family.

He has a peculiar appearance, with a long, elegant neck and wearing the Celestial Dragons' signature air-purifying headgear.

He is a Zoan-type Mythical Zoan-type Dragon-Dragon Fruit user in Kirin form, but most of the knowledge about Gern is based on rumors.

“It’s terrifying.” The answer came from another member of the Knights, Saint Somaz.

He had previously fought against one of the "Cataclysms" under Gern's command, and his expression was grave at this moment.

“I’ve fought his ‘devil’ Barrett… I’d say it was a close call.”

"Fifty-fifty?!"

Hearing this, Shamrock, who was standing not far from Grimm, couldn't help but roll his eyes and bluntly exposed her.

"Somaz, last time you were chased and beaten half an island by that monster Barrett."

If I hadn't run fast, I would have been completely destroyed. I had to recover from my injuries for three months afterward.

You call that a '50/50' split? At least think before you brag!

"I..." Somaz Saint was exposed in public, his face turning red and white, and he shut his mouth in embarrassment.

Such a dialogue, while oppressive, exudes an absurdity and powerlessness.

With a powerful enemy approaching, the Holy Land's top fighters are instead exposing each other's weaknesses, exaggerating or belittling each other, showing no signs of unity or shared hatred.

Instead, a sense of alienation permeated the air, a feeling of "every man for himself when disaster strikes."

Standing in the corner, he had just been knocked back from Egerhead by Joy Boy's domineering presence.

Still bearing the lingering wounds from Hawkeye's attack, Huang Mu silently observed this group of people who were usually arrogant and haughty.

The Celestial Dragon nobles and knights, however, were now displaying their most shameful behavior.

I couldn't help but bite my finger, cursing inwardly.

"Damn it...this bunch of incompetent teammates...what kind of time is this to be arguing about this?"

Tianzhen is a monster who can even kill the Five Elders!

Which of his "natural disasters" is easy to mess with?

And then there's Thor, the demon, Hawkeye... How are we going to fight this battle?

Are we going to rely on their boasting and shirking responsibility? If a real war breaks out... we'll probably be surrounded and slaughtered!

Just as the argument and atmosphere of despair were escalating and almost spiraling out of control...

"enough."

Junko (Im's representative), dressed in an elegant maid's outfit but whose demeanor was completely out of place with her surroundings, slowly walked out.

"It's pointless to argue about who's right and who's wrong now."

Lord Nassuro, Lord Satan, and Saint Vochuri have passed away.

With a formidable enemy at hand, internal strife will only hasten our demise.

"and....."

"Lord Im's order: Defend Mary Geoise to the death, especially between Pangaea and Flower."

"We must never allow the navy to set foot in the core area of ​​Pangu City."

After speaking, Junzi's gaze slowly swept over each face below.

"If Tianzhen Gen... or anyone under his command were to actually breach Pangu City and trespass into areas they shouldn't have..."

"All of us..."

"They will all die."

Chapter 720 Mu's power is not easy to obtain.

On the other side, deep within Pangu City, amidst the flowers.

Eternal, precisely controlled "sunlight" shines through stained glass, casting dappled light and shadow on exotic flowers and tranquil streams.

The air was filled with a cloyingly sweet floral scent.

A mixture of painful trembling.

On the soft couch, a dense shadow, symbolizing the "Lord of the Void Throne," loomed.

Im (consciousness) appears more unstable than ever before.

He was almost curled up on the soft couch.

The battle at Eghardt, the devastating damage "Starfire" inflicted on the Descendants, and the lingering influence of Joy Boy's Haki.

It repeatedly scorches its "existence".

But at this moment, facing extreme pain

Im, however, forced himself to maintain an outward "calm."

It could even be a deliberately crafted, condescending indifference.

The silhouette of the shadow remained seated.

Meanwhile, a figure standing not far in front of the soft bed seemed out of place in the eerie environment.

'Blackbeard' Marshall D. Teach.

The wounds he sustained from being attacked by Guern and Luffy in Eghardt have now completely disappeared.

The skin is smooth and intact, and even the old scars have faded a lot.

Blackbeard flexed his arms, clenched his fists, and felt the power surging within him far exceeding anything he had ever possessed before.

And that boundless vitality

Although I don't know why my missing teeth can't be restored, my mouth keeps widening into a wider grin.

"Hahaha... Hahahaha!!!"

"Is this... the power of immortality?!"

No pain, the wound healed in the blink of an eye... Hahaha! That's amazing! Absolutely amazing!!

He was immersed in the immense joy of gaining the power of "immortality".

I have already seen myself make a comeback with this strength.

Even surpassing the past, a future truly reigning supreme over the sea.

What were the losses of Burgess, Shiliu, and Van Oka?

Are Gern and Luffy, who are temporarily defeated?

In his view, as long as he, Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach, was alive...

As long as they possess this power, the Blackbeard Pirates will never disappear!

He can recruit new powerful individuals at any time and make a comeback!

"Give me, come here."

At that moment, Im's voice resounded deep within Blackbeard's soul, interrupting his wild thoughts.

Blackbeard's laughter stopped abruptly, his smugness vanished instantly, replaced by wariness.

He then looked up at the unfathomable shadow on the soft couch, and involuntarily took a half step back.

Im suddenly called him over?

Blackbeard's mind, brimming with intrigue and betrayal, immediately sprang into action.

The horrific scene of Egherd flashed before his eyes.

How Im descended upon the Holy Vocuri

How could he be slashed by Gern's blade, which was wreathed in eerie red flames, and scream in agony?

Finally, how did he so readily abandon the body of the Saint of Vociul?

He forcibly inserted the so-called "Abyss Contract" into his body.

This caused Sacred Volchury to instantly turn into a skeleton...

Blackbeard saw all of this clearly.

This "god" doesn't care about the life or death of the "container" at all!

It only needs useful "tools"!

Now, he has become the new "contractor," possessing the power of "immortality," but he has also become Im's most direct "possession."

What does Im want to do to him? Revoke the contract? Strengthen control?

Or... like with the Saint of Vauciuri, to be discarded when needed?

Greed fueled Blackbeard's thirst for power, but his extreme cunning and fear of death also filled him with distrust of Im.

He stood still, his muscles slightly tense, the powers of the Dark-Dark Fruit and the Tremor-Tremor Fruit quietly circulating within him.

Although he knew that in this place, facing Im's true form, such resistance might be insignificant, he would never sit idly by and wait to die.

"..."

Im's shadow stared at him for a moment.

Despite the waves of pain crashing against his will, Blackbeard's little schemes were as transparent as they were to Im, who had lived for eight hundred years.