Boom...!
As the Five Elders with their shaggy beards paled in shock, a terrifying realization struck them.
A blinding light engulfed all of Mariejois, radiating outward as if the heavens themselves were collapsing.
The sky, once steady, trembled under the immense force, sinking into an ominous void. A destructive pillar of white light, stretching hundreds of meters wide, descended from above, threatening annihilation.
In an instant, the world was consumed by brilliance. The light was so intense that no one could keep their eyes open.
The entire "World Government" stronghold at Mariejois began to quake violently. The Red Line, under immense pressure, cracked and buckled. Large sections of the ground collapsed, with fissures spreading like a web across the landscape.
The destruction was beyond comprehension.
Boom...!
Even far below the Red Line, on the Sabaody Archipelago, the chaos was palpable.
The violent shaking felt like the very sky and earth were being torn apart. It was unlike anything experienced before, no longer a distant tremor or tsunami. This time, Sabaody itself was thrust into a maelstrom of natural disasters.
The sea boiled and evaporated. Earthquakes rocked the land, splitting the islands apart.
The thick, intertwined root system of the Alchiman mangroves collapsed entirely, plunging the archipelago into chaos. Seawater rushed in, flooding the fractured land. Pirate ships moored along the shores were smashed to pieces.
The sheer scale of the devastation was unimaginable.
At the heart of it all, the Holy Land of Mariejois bore the full brunt of the attack.
"This... is the power of a god?!"
Rayleigh, leaping across the collapsing mangroves, couldn't help but feel a chill of dread. His usually calm demeanor faltered as his eyes fixed on the fiery chaos above Mariejois.
In that moment, one thought dominated his mind:
The man who dared to challenge the World Government...!
Boom...!
Amidst the collapsing Mariejois, a figure stood tall.
Bathed in an orange-red flame hotter than the surface of the sun, Bai Ye remained unmoved. His body radiated heat so intense it warped the air around him.
In his right hand, he gripped Ryūjin Jakka, the flames of his blade roaring like a vengeful inferno. His Reiatsu surged, growing ever stronger with each passing second.
He glared at the sky, his sharp eyes locking onto the descending beam of destruction unleashed by Uranus, the ancient weapon.
"This level of power... and they think it can destroy me?"
His gaze flicked upward toward the shadowy projection of Im, the enigmatic ruler of the World Government, looming above Mariejois.
With a cold, determined glare, Bai Ye raised Ryūjin Jakka high.
"Not enough!"
In one fluid motion, he swung his blade downward.
Boom—!!!
At that moment, an incredible clash of forces erupted.
The flames of Ryūjin Jakka surged like a volcanic eruption, tearing through the Red Line. The ground lifted and melted under the searing heat, while the sky itself seemed to ignite.
When the unstoppable fire met the descending beam of light, the collision unleashed an explosion so massive it reverberated across the Grand Line.
The shockwave was felt far and wide. Entire seas surged as the roaring aftermath swept across Marineford, the Calm Belt, and even the New World.
In the sky above Mariejois, cracks spread like a shattered mirror, threatening to collapse the heavens themselves.
The outside world, watching the devastation through the projections of transponder snails, fell into a stunned silence.
The sight was overwhelming.
A voice finally broke the quiet, trembling with disbelief:
"No... this can't be real. This power—it's like a god descended upon us!"
The sheer destructive force on display filled the hearts of kingdoms, pirates, and forces across the Grand Line with despair.
"This is why the World Government didn't flinch, even when Whitebeard's crew declared war on them..."
"With power like this... not even all the Yonko combined could storm Mariejois and escape unscathed!"
Boom...!
Back at Mariejois, the dust began to settle, but the devastation was undeniable.
A massive crater, nearly a kilometer wide, had been carved into the Holy Land. At its center was an abyss so deep it seemed bottomless. The oppressive darkness radiated despair.
Yet, at the very heart of the abyss stood a man—unscathed.
Bai Ye stood tall amidst the destruction, his flames still flickering around him. The crimson glow of his power illuminated the pit, defying all logic and expectation.
The world was stunned.
"No... not a scratch?! How is that possible?!"
"That attack—it should've obliterated everything!"
"Is he even human?!"
The Five Elders, closest to the attack, were frozen in disbelief.
They stared at Bai Ye, their dilated pupils betraying the shock and fear consuming them. Their trembling lips could barely form words.
The overwhelming power they had witnessed—the divine judgment of Lord Im, meant to obliterate any enemy of the World Government—had failed.
"It didn't work... it didn't work?!"
For the first time in their lives, the Five Elders felt true terror.
A shiver ran down their spines as their world crumbled around them.