This is troublesome. Su Han's expression was serious. After all, he had only just obtained the Dark Fruit and hadn't explored it too deeply.
"Speaking of which, my body has reached its limit, so could I... transfer all this power into the mist space and let the mist space store it for me?"
Suddenly realizing something, Su Han's eyes lit up.
Without hesitation, he opened the portal in his mind, and the evil god's power, which had been devoured and obliterated, surged wildly into the portal through the dark acupoints.
At the same time, the head in the very center of the Five Elders stared intently at Su Han, its eyes flashing with an eerie light. It was constantly analyzing Su Han's true nature.
Then... he seemed to suddenly see a strange portal shrouded in mist.
"What is this? There's a huge secret hidden behind it."
"Uncover his secret!"
"I have a bad feeling..."
"Don't worry, we are immortal now. There won't be any problems!"
Not only him, but all five elders were now one, sharing the same senses. They all saw it. Immediately, they began to speak, one after another.
Finally, they decided to continue their spying and soon passed through a strange portal...
Then, they saw a space filled with swirling mist.
A mysterious figure sat high on a bronze high-backed chair, looking down expressionlessly.
Under the careful perception of the Five Elders, the mist surrounding the indescribable deity gradually dissipated.
Then they felt it—
It far surpassed the madness, coldness, distortion, and ominousness I had sensed during the sacrifices I had once performed...
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Chapter 45 The Admirals' Shock! Gradually, Dihua
The Five Elders let out a muffled groan, their spirits struck as if by a heavy hammer. Especially the head of the Five Elders in the very center, the one who had been spying on them, its eyes rolled back, and it lost consciousness instantly.
"This guy... what exactly is he?"
“God! This guy is not one of our followers at all; he is a heretic god who is on par with our God.”
"Why is this happening? Why can't my god descend upon the world... while heretical gods walk among us, standing against us... No wonder he can devour us! In the eyes of the true god, we are nothing but food, hahahahaha..."
"He—no, He can't be the true form of the heretical god. God can't descend to earth! He's the incarnation of the heretical god!"
“So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is… No wonder, no wonder He used the power of that white-bearded man. If He is truly on par with our god… even if He is just an incarnation descending, if He were to unleash His own power, He might destroy the world.”
Apart from the Five Elders who had previously lost consciousness, the others, talking amongst themselves, seemed to have guessed something. Their faces were filled with fear, their minds were insane, and their words sounded more like wails.
Without the slightest hesitation, the Five Elders' tentacles suddenly pierced through the earth, and their bodies slowly sank. They wanted to escape, but were completely terrified.
Su Han was somewhat speechless. He hadn't expected the Five Elders to have such vivid imaginations, and yet, their imaginings were surprisingly plausible. However, he understood why the Five Elders thought this way; after all, the Five Elders had foolishly spied on him within the misty space…
With the added mystique of the misty space itself, the Five Elders staring directly at it... was no different from staring directly at the true form of an evil god... both were tantamount to courting death.
"However, running away now isn't so easy." Su Han narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils transforming into the Rinnegan at that moment, and his palms suddenly clasped together, "...Planetary Devastation!"
Su Han flicked his hand. A black dot was launched out by him.
The earth began to tremble, and the Five Elders soared into the sky, their countless tentacles waving as they struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The dirt, clods of earth, and all sorts of evil things all soared upwards, only to be sucked in by the enormous black dot.
A massive meteorite slowly appeared from nothing.
Su Han used the repulsive force of the Rinnegan to catch up with Chibaku Tensei. Darkness enveloped Chibaku Tensei.
The Earth-Exploding Starfall blocked their escape route. Now, the Five Elders and numerous evil creatures were like delicacies placed on a dining table, to be devoured by Su Han little by little.
The naval camp and the Whitebeard Pirates were completely silent.
"Hey, hey, hey, this is no joke." Cold sweat beaded on Aokiji's forehead, his eyes filled with panic and disbelief. "A real god descending or something."
"Speaking of which, don't the Celestial Dragons consider themselves gods?" Kizaru remained as nonchalant as ever, but there was a seriousness in his eyes. He said, "Being called a god by a god... that's quite interesting."
"Be careful what you say!" Sengoku blurted out instinctively.
"What are you panicking about?" Garp said casually, slapping Sengoku on the shoulder. "Look at this scene before us. The Celestial Dragons are completely finished! The World Government is probably mostly finished too... What we need to consider next is how to use the Navy's power to maintain world peace to the greatest extent possible."
"Warring States Period, let go of old ways of thinking... times have changed!"
Sengoku fell silent; he had clearly realized this as well.
“We all understand what the Celestial Dragons meant by the name of God.” Akainu’s face was expressionless, but there was a hint of inexplicable joy deep in his eyes.
As a Navy admiral with great ambitions, he also harbored a deep aversion to the Celestial Dragons. However, the legitimacy of the Navy was maintained by the World Government, so even if he disliked them, he had to protect them.
Now, the Celestial Dragons are playing dirty tricks for no reason, which is like taking off his shackles.
"The so-called descendants of gods are just an excuse for them to better exploit the various member states of the world." After a brief pause, Akainu's voice became serious. "But... this time, we are facing a living god."
A hush fell over the scene. The vice admirals didn't dare to breathe, and could only listen to the admirals' conversation.
"So, how should we face this god next?" Aokiji stared directly at Sengoku, hoping that this so-called strategist would make a decision.
“We have absolutely no connection with that god,” Sengoku said with a wry smile. “We can only take it one step at a time.”