No… no!!
Enel knelt on the shattered golden floor, his former arrogance completely gone, replaced by fear and desperate submission.
The lightning he once took pride in was gone. His body was crushed to the ground by that terrifying Haki, like a dead dog pinned in place.
Watching the silver-haired man approach with an outstretched palm, Enel's final psychological defenses collapsed.
"I was wrong! You are God! You are the true God!!"
He slammed his head into the floor repeatedly, blood spreading across the gold.
"Spare me! Sky Island is yours! The gold is yours! I'll give you everything!"
"I have Mantra! I can be your watchdog! Please—don't kill me!!"
In the face of death, the so-called God was nothing more than a mortal begging to survive.
"A dog?"
Tobirama looked down at Enel with cold indifference, a cruel curve lifting at the corner of his mouth.
"In my empire, the last thing I lack is dogs."
"Especially mad dogs that might bite back at any moment."
"The only thing I want—"
"Is your Devil Fruit."
His fingers curled into a claw and slammed onto Enel's head.
Fruit Extraction!
Hum!!!
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!"
Enel let out the final scream of his life.
It was the agony of his soul being torn apart.
Blue-white lightning burst uncontrollably from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, converging violently into Tobirama's palm.
Crackle!
The raging lightning was forcibly compressed and reorganized.
A few seconds later—
The light vanished.
Floating quietly in Tobirama's hand was a strange, deep-blue fruit covered in lightning patterns.
The Logia—Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
"So this is the Rumble-Rumble Fruit…"
Tobirama sensed the near-infinite laws of lightning contained within it and nodded in satisfaction.
With the fruit stripped away, Enel's once-powerful body rapidly withered. The light in his eyes faded completely.
He died with his mouth open, unable to rest in peace.
The God of Sky Island had fallen.
Tobirama casually kicked the corpse aside. Enel's body smashed through the shrine wall and fell into the White-White Sea below.
"Alright."
Tobirama stored the fruit, turned around, and looked at the terrified guards as well as Robin and the others who had just arrived.
"Notify everyone."
"Gather all Sky Island natives—including the Shandians."
"I have a judgment to announce."
…
One hour later.
Angel Beach.
Thousands of Sky Island residents, along with Shandian warriors from Upper Yard, knelt densely across the cloud beach.
They stared at the silver-haired man standing atop the ruins of the God's Shrine. Behind him hovered a massive warship.
Their eyes were filled with awe—and fear.
They had all sensed the earlier battle.
Enel, who had ruled Sky Island for six years, was dead.
Killed by a man from the Blue Sea.
Tobirama looked down at them, his voice amplified by chakra, echoing across the entire Sky Island.
"Listen."
"Enel is dead."
"From today onward, this land falls under the jurisdiction of the Empire."
"The so-called God was nothing more than a powerful mortal."
The simple words exploded like thunder in the minds of every Sky Islander.
Wyper clenched his Burn Bazooka, his expression complex.
An enemy they had fought for four hundred years… erased just like that.
"Of course."
Tobirama's tone shifted, dominance unmistakable.
"I eliminated the tyrant and ended your war."
"That is a gift."
"But gifts require payment."
He raised two fingers and pointed into the crowd.
"Conis."
"Aisa."
"I'm taking these two."
"As the price for peace."
The crowd instantly erupted.
Conis turned pale, clutching Su tightly.
On the Shandian side, little Aisa cried as she hid behind Laki.
"Are you insane?!"
Wyper sprang to his feet, fury blazing in his eyes.
"We just got rid of Enel, and now you want to be another slave master?!"
"Aisa is Shandian! We will never hand her over!"
"Blue Sea man—don't push too far!!"
Weapons were raised as Shandian warriors shouted in rage.
Escaping one tyrant only to face another—they refused to accept it.
"Arrogant?"
Tobirama sneered, his gaze instantly turning icy.
"You don't understand the situation."
"Ants don't get a voice."
Boom!!!
God-level Conqueror's Haki!
A mental storm far more terrifying than Enel's Raigo swept across the entire Sky Island.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Wyper collapsed instantly, eyes rolling back, foam spilling from his mouth.
Immediately after, thousands fell in unison.
Warriors. Elders. Civilians.
All unconscious.
Silence descended.
Only two people remained standing.
Conis and Aisa—whom Tobirama had deliberately excluded from the Haki.
Watching everyone fall in an instant, both girls completely broke down.
What kind of power was this?
To wipe out an entire island with a single glance?
This was a true god.
"Come here."
Tobirama crooked his finger.
"Or do you want them to never wake up again?"
"No! I'll go!!"
Conis ran forward, crying as she knelt.
"Please don't kill them! I'll be a maid! I'll do anything!"
Aisa trembled, wiping her tears.
She knew refusal meant doom for her people.
"I… I'll go too…"
Tobirama nodded in satisfaction.
An obedient angel maid.
And a natural-born radar with top-tier Observation Haki potential.
This trip to Sky Island had been extremely worthwhile.
"Board the ship."
"Destination: Water 7."
The massive warship rose once more, carrying its new spoils as it vanished into the endless sea of clouds.
…
Meanwhile.
Marine Headquarters—Marineford.
Though the sun shone brightly outside, for some, winter had arrived.
Naval Hospital, Special Care Ward.
"Cough… cough…"
Former Admiral Kuzan struggled to sit up.
He stared at his right hand.
The hand that once froze oceans now trembled, unable to even hold a cup steady.
The Ice-Ice Fruit was gone.
His body was heavily damaged. His Haki depleted. His strength regressed.
Now, he likely couldn't even defeat a strong vice admiral.
"You're awake?"
The door opened.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku entered, his expression grim—and conflicted.
"Sengoku-san…"
Kuzan tried to salute, but Sengoku stopped him.
"How's your recovery?" Sengoku asked.
"I won't die."
Kuzan smiled bitterly, then sensed something wrong.
"Fleet Admiral… is there a mission? I can still work in staff—"
"No."
Sengoku interrupted, taking a deep breath.
"The World Government has issued an order."
"Regarding your disposition."
Kuzan's heart tightened.
"Vice Admiral Kuzan."
Sengoku corrected himself.
"Due to the loss of a critical Logia fruit and the severe damage to Marine prestige…"
"You are stripped of your admiral rank and demoted to vice admiral."
"I accept."
Kuzan nodded calmly.
Then—
"There's more."
Sengoku's voice grew heavy.
"You are forbidden from leaving Marineford."
"Forbidden from participating in any external combat missions."
"In the eyes of the Five Elders, your existence is a disgrace."
"Until your power is restored… you will remain here."
"Retired."
Boom.
The words pierced Kuzan's heart like a blade.
A disgrace?
House arrest?
"Sengoku-san…"
Kuzan's voice trembled.
"I carried out the Ohara Buster Call. I shed blood for the Marines. I risked my life for the World Government."
"And now… because I lost once…"
"I'm discarded like trash?"
Sengoku was silent.
This was politics.
A tool without value was meant to be abandoned.
"I'm sorry, Kuzan."
"This is an order."
Sengoku turned and left, unable to meet his gaze.
The ward fell silent.
Kuzan stared at the seagull flag fluttering outside.
Once, he believed it symbolized justice.
Now, it only felt blinding—and ironic.
"So this is the justice I followed for half my life…"
He closed his eyes. Two clear lines of tears slid down his face.
"Lazy Justice…"
"Heh… to them, I was just another disposable watchdog."
A seed of doubt—and resentment—quietly took root.
If justice had abandoned him…
Then where should he go to find the answer?
Kuzan looked into the distance.
And thought of the man who had taken everything from him.
Perhaps…
Only there could he find the truth of this sea.
"…Uchiha Tobirama."
Kuzan clenched his trembling fist.
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