"You cannot keep me imprisoned forever!"
"No prison in this world can truly contain me…"
Eneru's eyes burned with vicious hatred as chains rattled against the floor.
He possessed the power of the Goro Goro no Mi, the Logia-type Rumble-Rumble Fruit.
As long as he retained the power of lightning, he believed he could escape any cage in existence.
There was still hope.
Saint Roselith Seraphina would not watch over him forever.
The moment he escaped, he would no longer care about her absurd ideals of justice and humanitarianism.
He would reduce everything to ashes beneath divine lightning.
He would erase every trace of her so-called morality from the world.
But as those thoughts surged through his mind
His body suddenly weakened.
Clank!
Bruce fastened a pair of high-purity Seastone shackles around Eneru's wrists.
In an instant, the self-proclaimed god lost all strength.
The lightning around his body vanished completely.
"What… is this?!"
Eneru's pupils contracted violently as he stared at the black restraints.
He had never seen such a substance before.
This was not something from Skypiea.
Not from Birka.
Not from the White Sea.
The moment the shackles touched his skin, the power within his body was forcibly suppressed.
His limbs became heavy.
His breathing weakened.
Even remaining conscious required effort.
Bruce looked down at him coldly.
"Seastone."
"You didn't seriously think the Rear Admiral intended to lock you inside an ordinary prison, did you?"
"Stop dreaming."
"You're going to be imprisoned in the world's greatest underwater prison."
"A prison built specifically to restrain Devil Fruit users."
"The very existence of Seastone makes your powers meaningless."
"You will never escape."
Bruce dragged Eneru across the deck while securing shackles around both his wrists and ankles.
Even with Bruce's monstrous strength, restraining someone with Observation Haki known in Skypiea as Mantra was troublesome.
Still, compared to Saint Roselith Seraphina, Eneru was nowhere near enough.
Bruce silently admitted it once again.
Seraphina had shown mercy.
From the perspective of the Marines, Skypiea was not officially affiliated with the World Government.
Eneru was neither a pirate recognized by the seas below nor a criminal wanted by Marine Headquarters.
Technically speaking, his crimes belonged solely to Sky Island.
And yet…
Saint Roselith Seraphina still intervened.
Because innocent civilians were being slaughtered.
That alone was enough reason for her blade to move.
"Rear Admiral, what are our next orders?"
After Eneru was locked inside a specially reinforced prison cell designed for Devil Fruit users, Bruce returned to the deck and addressed Seraphina respectfully.
The silver-haired woman stood quietly at the bow of the warship.
The sea of clouds stretched endlessly around her.
Even now, Bruce found it difficult to fully understand her thoughts.
She had already become a true powerhouse.
A monster standing among the top tiers of the sea.
"Let us meet the one they call God."
Seraphina's calm voice drifted across the deck.
"Gan Fall…"
Meanwhile, elsewhere on Angel Island
"Lord Gan Fall!"
"We're preparing another assault on Upper Yard!"
"We need your leadership!"
"As long as we defeat Eneru, Skypiea will belong to you once more!"
One of the young leaders of the resistance hurried into Gan Fall's residence, breathing heavily from excitement.
His eyes were filled with admiration.
Unlike some who merely sought power beneath Gan Fall's banner, this young Sky Islander truly respected him.
Gan Fall slowly raised his head.
The former God of Skypiea looked exhausted beyond words.
"What… did you say?"
His expression changed drastically.
"You fools!"
"Call everyone back immediately!"
"Hide yourselves!"
"Run as far away as possible!"
The young rebel froze.
"L-Lord Gan Fall?"
Gan Fall clenched his fists tightly.
Ever since his defeat inside the Shrine of Upper Yard, fear had lingered within his heart.
That day
The image of Eneru remained engraved into his soul.
The overwhelming lightning.
The impossible speed.
The terrifying Mantra that predicted every movement before it happened.
The Gods Guard had fallen almost instantly.
Even Gan Fall himself had barely lasted several exchanges before being struck down.
And what frightened him most…
Was not Eneru's power.
It was Eneru's eyes.
Cold.
Empty.
Emotionless.
Those eyes held absolutely no regard for life.
To Eneru, slaughter carried no weight whatsoever.
"Lord Gan Fall… is Eneru truly that terrifying?"
The young man could not understand.
The Gan Fall he knew was brave, righteous, and beloved by all.
How could such a man surrender without resistance?
Gan Fall lowered his head.
"You have never faced him."
"That feeling of helplessness…"
"It cannot be described with mere words."
"He possesses the power of lightning itself."
"He moves at the speed of thunder."
"And his Mantra allows him to foresee attacks before they happen."
"The Gods Guard could not withstand even a few moments against him."
Gan Fall's voice grew heavy.
Even now, recalling that battle caused his body to tremble slightly.
In his eyes, the title of God held little importance compared to the lives of Skypiea's people.
If surrender could reduce casualties
Then he would bear that humiliation himself.
"If what you say is true…"
"Then I must hurry and stop everyone."
"At the very least… perhaps some can still survive."
Just as the two were discussing how to stop the resistance
Bang!
The door burst open.
"Report!"
"Lord Gan Fall!"
"The Land of God has been reclaimed!"
"The false god Eneru has been defeated!"
"…What?"
Gan Fall and the young resistance leader both stared blankly at the messenger.
Their minds froze completely.
Eneru…
Defeated?
Impossible.
Who in Skypiea could possibly defeat that monster?
Soon after
Gan Fall finally arrived at the Marine warship docked upon the White Sea.
The moment he stepped aboard, his eyes immediately landed on Bruce.
The towering physique.
The overwhelming presence.
Gan Fall instantly stepped forward respectfully.
"You must be Rear Admiral Seraphina from the Blue Sea."
"Thank you for saving Skypiea."
Bruce's expression stiffened.
"…No."
"I am not Rear Admiral Seraphina."
Gan Fall blinked awkwardly.
Not him?
Then perhaps
He turned toward Riva.
Riva immediately felt pressure build on his scalp.
He hurriedly took a step backward.
"Ahem…"
At that moment, a soft cough echoed nearby.
"My name is Saint Roselith Seraphina."
The silver-haired woman stood calmly near the railing, one hand resting lightly upon the hilt of Awakening of Insects.
The sea breeze gently lifted her long silver hair.
Gan Fall froze.
"…You?"
This young woman?
This elegant girl who appeared younger than his own granddaughter?
She was the one who defeated Eneru?
The legendary monster who controlled lightning itself?
Gan Fall's expression became indescribably complicated.
Saint Roselith Seraphina sighed softly.
"…Must every strong person be gigantic?"
Her lips twitched faintly.
She was already 176 centimeters tall.
Why did everyone always react like this?
Couldn't a woman be both refined and overwhelmingly powerful?
Truly unreasonable.
Riva nearly choked trying to suppress his laughter.
Bruce silently turned his head away.
Kuina bit her lip while desperately holding back.
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