Unohana Retsu: "The dilapidated castle and those Celestial Dragons that Dragon just took out feel like two extremes."
Unohana Retsu: "So, if this big boss behind the scenes lives so simply, while the World Government is extremely extravagant, what exactly is the reason?"
It doesn't seem like this Lord Imu is someone who enjoys pleasure.
If that's the case, then on what grounds has this person protected the Celestial Dragons for a full eight hundred years?
Looking at the pathetic state of the Celestial Dragons, Imu doesn't look like some doting ancestor either, does she?
Standing outside the gates of Pangaea Castle, Dragon felt the [God Slayer] trait hanging over him, and the apprehension in his heart calmed down slightly.
He wasn't like those members in the Chat Group with astonishing talent; although his strength had advanced by leaps and bounds during his time in the group, he was currently only at the Surface Level, lacking even the power to shatter a planet with a single blow.
Leaping from Surface Level to Planetary Level... this was truly a difficult task. Even joining the Chat Group didn't mean that the Planetary Level could be easily crossed.
To put it bluntly, even after joining the Chat Group, if one didn't work hard, the Surface Level would be the final limit for most members.
"The Celestial Body level..."
Dragon sighed softly. This threshold was even harder to cross than many imagined.
He reckoned that even with the opportunities from the Chat Group, breaking through this threshold was definitely not something he could achieve in a short period of time.
Therefore.
While a qualitative breakthrough was temporarily difficult to achieve, to ensure success, he had specifically exchanged for the God Slayer Authority: Gale and Raging Waves, an Authority that extremely matched his own power.
He hadn't even removed the God Slayer traits within the Authority, all for the sake of this battle!
Ignoring the gaudy ancient patterns on the gates of Pangaea Castle, Dragon stepped straight through the entrance.
An aura of ancient decay, the mottled traces of time, and a cluttered interior layout... this didn't seem like the residence of a deity who had controlled the world for eight hundred years; it looked more like a deserted ancient ruin.
Seeing this, Dragon didn't relax his guard; instead, the alarm bells in his heart quietly intensified.
As the ruler behind the scenes of the World Government, for Imu to live in such a place, unless she was a truly selfless saint, there must be a deeper purpose hidden in the shadows.
However, to Dragon's surprise.
Even as he approached the core of Pangaea Castle step by step, the expected Imu still had not appeared.
In the Room of Flowers within Pangaea Castle, Dragon's footsteps finally came to a halt once more.
Dragon stared ahead at a long flight of stairs. At the top of the stairs, various weapons were thrust into the ground; it was clear that every weapon here bore the marks of history.
Further up was a massive throne—the legendary Empty Throne.
In front of the throne were also several weapons. They weren't many and their surfaces were covered in rust, but the tragic aura contained within them told Dragon that these weapons had once followed their masters through many life-and-death battles.
And even further up, a massive and magnificent throne looked down silently upon everything worshiping on the ground, as if viewing all living beings as ants, just like... the owner of this throne—Imu.
The deity sitting above the frozen heavens, presiding over the ups and downs of the mortal world, the legendary Imu.
Looking at the man who had walked in and was calmly observing her, Imu, seated upon the throne, seemed quite surprised by his arrival.
"Hmm~"
As if she hadn't spoken for a long time, her ethereal female voice carried a hint of raspiness:
"Monkey D. Dragon."
Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly. The feeling Imu gave him was very strange.
It was as if... the world was an ink wash painting, while Imu was someone who had been forcibly inserted into this painting from the outside.
He felt that Imu's art style was subtly different from everyone else on this sea.
Dragon tilted his head up slightly, his gaze fixed on the throne. While sizing up Imu without concealment, he offered a greeting in a calm tone.
"First time meeting you, Excellency Imu."
To be frank, this legendary Lord Imu was an undeniably charming and moving beauty, it's just... Lumine: "Looking at Imu's three eyes, I feel like they look very familiar!"
Setting aside other things for now, those three blood-red pupils and the concentric circles of the Rinne... Lumine found it very subtle.
Hermes: "This looks like a combination of the Sharingan and the Rinnegan..."
And the blood-red hair was exactly like that of the Uzumaki Clan.
Konan: "...There is indeed a very subtle similarity to Nagato."
Dragon glanced at the chat content of the group members; his mood was very complicated, but his expression remained calm.
Moreover... the God-Slaying characteristic brought by the God Slayer Authority was pulsing with an eager impulse within his heartbeat—
That was... the impulse to slay a god!
Not those false gods who proclaimed themselves as creators, but a [God] who truly possessed divinity, had faith, and seemingly could dominate laws!
Although it was a bit unexpected, Dragon still accepted this peculiar setting.
After all, having accepted the worship and faith of the world for eight hundred years, possessing divinity was perfectly normal.
However, since she was a figure who truly possessed a God [Status] and could seemingly absorb faith, he had to be more cautious. After all, Dragon was a bit uncertain about how strong she was after accumulating eight hundred years of faith power.
So, should he test the waters first?
Dragon's thoughts turned rapidly. In the sky that was already filled with thunder and lightning, a thunder Dragon swam joyfully among the black clouds, and a suffocating lightning light enveloped the entire Pangaea Castle.
"Rumble!"
A purple thunder Dragon descended from the sky, precisely enveloping Imu within it.
The terrifying power contained in this thunder Dragon even caused the space of Pangaea Castle to distort. Even someone with space displacement powers would be unable to leave under this lightning.
"Oh? Quite decisive in taking action, aren't you?"
Seated on the throne, Imu faced this lightning with an indifferent expression, waiting for the thunder to fall. There was even... a lazy and noble air in her tone!
However, the thunder Dragon descending from the sky did not fluctuate in the slightest because of Imu's words.
This thunder Dragon, which appeared to be only a few meters long and was composed of purple lightning, would be enough to sink a small island directly if its power were to spread.
This was the current strength of Dragon, a true Surface Level powerhouse!
But unexpectedly, this thunder Dragon, which was enough to sink an island, couldn't even get within a meter of Imu.
A black demonic shadow emerged automatically and swallowed this 'naughty' thunder Dragon in one bite, without causing the slightest ripple.
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