Chapter 315 The Death of Imu

As Hera's voice faded, she pulled the trigger of the long gun in her hand. Countless long guns surrounding her also spewed fire simultaneously; bullets imbued with Conqueror's Haki struck directly onto Imu's hard scales.

What made Imu even more desperate was that some bullets, for some unknown reason, appeared directly inside its body, bypassing its scales and striking its internal organs directly.

Watching Imu spitting blood in the air, Hera sighed, "This is Haoshoku ammunition I've been storing ever since I awakened my clone ability in Impel Down. I've been preparing this for a full two or three years."

Inside the space of the City of Devouring Time, Hera's clones worked together, imbuing the bullets with Haoshoku before using 'Seventh Bullet' to freeze the time of each bullet.

Even the clones who kept manufacturing these bullets didn't know exactly how many bullets imbued with Haoshoku they had stored in this way over the years.

The pressure Hera had exerted on her clones bore fruit at this moment; the continuously emanating Haoshoku aura even caused the other battlefields to pause, with everyone turning to look at where Hera was.

The deterioration of Imu's condition affected the ancient kings it had manifested, their movements slowing down one by one, and their auras were not as strong as they had been at the beginning.

Especially with the coordination between Perona and Uta, these ancient kings could not receive replenishment from Imu, and the energy within them was constantly dissipating.

Garp felt the fluctuations from that direction and sighed, "That's really reckless. Since that's the case, I can't fall too far behind my granddaughter."

Then, looking at his opponent, whose movements had become sluggish because Imu was constantly being injured, he ignited his fists with Haoshoku flames: "Infinity: Fist Bone."

A majestic aura emerged from his fists, and fist shadows struck out one after another toward the ancient king before him, until his Conqueror's Haki and stamina were completely exhausted, and he collapsed to the ground.

The ancient king fighting Garp was reduced to ash amidst the barrage of punches. Perona quickly opened a gap and transported the exhausted Garp to the rear to rest.

Whitebeard, Kaido, and Big Mom also saw Garp's actions, and even a bead of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, as if they were recalling the scenes of being chased and beaten by Garp back in the day.

However, after exchanging glances, Whitebeard's voice rang in Perona's ear: "Little sister, let's discuss something. Can you merge the spaces of the three of us together?"

Perona nodded and manipulated the spaces of the three to touch, subsequently merging them into one.

The three of them exchanged looks, and after confirming each other's thoughts, Conqueror's Haki condensed in their hands.

"Gurararara, it's been a long time since we used this move."

"Mamamama, after all, we've been separated for so long. I didn't expect there would still be a moment for the three of us to join forces."

"You two, save the lamentations for later. If this attack doesn't kill them, we'll lose all face."

"Well, don't be so nervous, kid Kaido. Rest assured, they aren't that little monster Hera. At best, they are just a few kings of the old era who refuse to dissipate."

"Elbaf Spear: Heavy Country."

With their roars, the three of them combined their power, unleashing a giant shockwave that blasted directly toward their opponents.

The three ancient kings, who had fallen into a state of rigidity along with Imu, didn't even have time to dodge before they were engulfed by the shockwave unleashed by the three, turning into ash and disappearing into the air.

The dissipation of the four clones made Imu's condition, which was already enduring a hail of bullets, even worse. This reflected onto the clones, making the movements of the remaining ancient king clones even more rigid.

Shanks and Dragon did not let this opportunity slip by, each unleashing their ultimate techniques to thoroughly defeat their opponents.

Luffy, Ace, and Sabo, the three little ones, saw the battles in other areas ending one after another and became excited.

As Luffy's giant Nika fist descended, along with Ace's 'Divine Departure' sword strike burning with black flames and Sabo's Dragon Claw imbued with all his Haoshoku, the enemies of the three little ones were also finished off.

The dissipation of over half of the clones caused a backlash for Imu, who was enduring the baptism of Haoshoku bullets. The demonic energy wrapping its body dissipated, and its defense decreased further.

What was even more fatal was that as it retracted its power, the shadows hidden within its body not only transmitted the bullets into its internal organs but also began to continuously devour its power.

Watching Imu resisting her bullets in such a pathetic state, Hera thought of how Imu had directly executed Saint V. Nusjuro because of his pathetic state, and suddenly said:

"How truly boring, Imu. I might just forget about you by tomorrow."

Hera's light sigh reached Imu's ears. This sentence, filled with contempt and indifference, directly shattered the dignity Imu had maintained for 800 years.

Upon hearing this, Imu no longer resisted Hera's attacks. The last of its Haoshoku as a king was released, shaking off the restraints of Hera and her clones, and it lunged toward Hera while braving the hail of gunfire.

At this moment, it no longer cared about its constantly draining life force, nor did it care about the bullets striking its body and shattering its scales. Now, it only had the last shred of obsession left in its life.

"Even if I die, I must tear a piece of flesh off this enemy before me."

Watching Imu's death throes, Hera did not take any action, just sighed. Under the tense gaze of everyone, Imu's sharp claws stopped right before touching her neck.

The sharp claws paused in front of Hera. The sharp aura on the claws even broke through Hera's Armament Haki; it seemed that just a little bit more, and it could have taken Hera's head.

But that tiny distance became a chasm that Imu could not cross. Its life force had already been completely devoured by Hera's City of Devouring Time, and its body began to gradually dissipate.

Imu's final voice reached Hera's ears: "Why, why is it like this? How could it be so fast? Why aren't you affected by me?"

During the battle, Imu had tried many times to use its own Devil Fruit to affect Hera's Devil Fruit, but every time it had no effect. Otherwise, this battle would not have ended so easily.

Watching Imu, who looked unwilling to accept this, gradually fading away, Hera sighed. Thinking of the generous conditions Imu had offered when it wanted to recruit her, she explained:

"Because I am not from this world. My power is not a Devil Fruit, but a fundamentally more powerful ability. Moreover, from the moment I came to this world—no, wait, even before I came to this world—I had thought many times about how to bring about today's situation and defeat you."

Watching Imu's eyes gradually dim and its form slowly dissipate into the air, Hera continued, "You lost to me, someone with a God's-eye view. It is not unjust."

In Imu's mind, it saw the scenes Hera had transmitted to it through Observation Haki, even including scenes from Hera's past life when she watched Pirate King and fiercely debated with others on how to unite various factions.

"Is that so? So you knew so many things and prepared for so long? Then indeed, it seems, Imu's death is truly not unjust."

"Rest in peace. You are the final boss that I finally defeated after spending twenty or thirty years of time. I should never forget you, Imu."

Hearing Hera's words, Imu finally closed its eyes in relief, letting its head gradually dissipate into the air.

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