After flying near Wano, Ren swept his gaze around. Before he could even make a move, he discovered an enemy approaching.
It was King.
He had spread his pteranodon form and was closing in at astonishing speed, his killing intent surging like a tide.
"Don't even think about leaving!"
Yes.
King seemed to believe that Ren had escaped from the encirclement of eight peak-level powerhouses on Onigashima and wanted to stall him, buying time for the others to arrive.
Ren merely shook his head at that. He raised a finger and fired a golden laser.
Flames ignited over the pteranodon's head as King entered the defensive state of the Lunarian race.
Although he knew Ren was very strong, in this state, he was still confident that he could entangle Ren for a while.
But—
Boom!
When the golden flames pierced through his chest, and the remaining fire erupted with energy that swallowed him inside a fireball, King finally realized that the gap between them had already widened to an inconceivable degree.
"Goodbye."
Ren said this, then withdrew his gaze.
If Vegapunk had not been interested in King's special race, that attack just now would have directly turned King into true ash.
He was now considering what he should do next.
The defeat of the Five Elders was already set in stone. He had not even used Monet's Devil Fruit ability before sealing all five of them and preserving their reason, forcing them to suffer eternally within the statues.
Because Ren had implanted mental tortures into them, such as "staying still feels like being crushed into powder" and "being deprived of freedom feels like being carved apart by a thousand knives."
Before that resurrection-like method could be used again, they would never be able to obtain release.
As for Kaido, Big Mom, and Akainu, they were all dead as well. The enemies he once needed to treat with caution were now few and far between.
What he needed to face next was only the danger within Mary Geoise.
The greatest hidden boss behind the world of One Piece—Shadow Imu.
The known information was that she was female, possibly possessed the ability to erase history or something similar, and could transform into a massive black shadow monster when using her powers.
The reason the Five Elders could continuously resurrect perhaps lay with Imu.
She was the master served by the Five Elders, the true master of Mary Geoise, and the absolute dark leader of the World Government.
At the same time, she was the only one among the victorious side that destroyed the Great Kingdom who had lived to the present—a ruler whose condition seemed extremely abnormal, as if something about her was not quite right.
Ren did not know how strong she was. He knew even less about what her ability was, or what method would be the easiest way to take her down.
Regarding that point, Ren had thought about how to resolve it. The answer was to become strong enough—so strong that he surpassed the range the enemy could respond to—and then crush them.
And at this moment, Ren had proven his strength through battle results. In less than an hour, he had thoroughly destroyed eight peak-level powerhouses.
But it still was not enough. It was still not safe enough. He still needed to reveal his final trump card.
Before that, he needed enough units of time.
"Let the killing begin."
The Blazing Sun Furnace in Ren's chest pulsed. Massive amounts of energy were consumed and poured into Combat Dispatch. Then he vanished.
When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Kuzan's location.
The struggle between freezing cold and nature had already spread across the entire island for some time. Kuzan was certainly incomparably powerful, one of the strongest Three Admirals in history.
But Aramaki was likewise at that level. With both sides giving their all, Kuzan could not defeat him that easily.
Yet at this moment, a golden Solar Wheel arrived above the island.
The temperature rose at terrifying speed, instantly turning the entire island into a flaming inferno.
This was not an attack. It was merely the effect produced by his arrival.
"Ren... is it already over?"
Kuzan's eyes flickered. Cold air spread and wrapped around himself, protecting him from being killed by the aftershocks.
He knew that Ren appearing here definitely had his reasons.
At just that moment, pale-golden temporal mist drifted down.
Aramaki broke free from the frost. In the flaming inferno, he raised a forest firebreak, then looked up and roared.
"If I were that easy to counter, how the hell would I have ever made it to admiral?!"
At his level, neither frost nor fire—supposedly the natural enemy of plants—could create a truly fatal weak-point strike.
But in that instant, the golden Solar Wheel "flashed."
Boundless golden fire and extreme heat erased the entire island in an instant, leaving only a vast hollow behind.
"You talk too much."
Ren recalled the Space-Time: The Creator card and activated Combat Dispatch again.
He was killing, harvesting enormous amounts of time without limit in order to gather the requirements for his final trump card.
The current Marines were no longer worth pity or regret. The kind of Marines who would truly make Ren want to stay his hand almost no longer existed among the Marines now.
In the next instant, he arrived where Tokikake was. A dense meteor shower covered the sky, while below it were Marines struggling bitterly to hold on.
"Ren..."
Fujitora stopped, somewhat astonished. "Did something happen?"
"No. I'm just here to clean up the endgame."
Ren's gaze fell on Tokikake and the Marines struggling wretchedly beneath that meteor shower. He released Space-Time: The Creator once more.
Golden light lit within his crimson eyes. Boundless heat gathered, burning Tokikake and those Marines together into ash.
To him, anyone below admiral level was not even a toy.
After transferring again, he arrived at Gion's battlefield. Mihawk happened to sheath his sword at that moment, while Gion lay sprawled in a pool of blood beneath his feet.
Both were swordsmen, but the gap between the two of them was far too vast. There had been no possibility of victory at all.
However, what Ren wanted was only time. He harvested the Marines here, then activated Combat Dispatch again and rushed into the distance.
Across the New World and various parts of the Grand Line, Angels of Glory had been scattered as markers.
Before the real war began, he had already thought this far ahead.
Whether they were powerful pirates, insignificant pirates, or anything in between, none could escape the cold judgment of the blazing sun.
All across the world, civilians personally witnessed the unbelievable second sun streak across the sky above their lands.
Afterward, those pirates who represented cruelty, brutality, and bloodshed—even kingdom nobles as well—were burned to death by flames.
In Ren's eyes, hereditary nobles, pirates ruling over a region, Marines holding however much authority, or anything else—none of them possessed any special reason worthy of his forgiveness.
As the blazing sun moved, flames descended across the entire world in an indiscriminate purification.
For this, he had to thank the intelligence networks of the Revolutionary Army, Tesoro, and the Cipher Pol Agency.
On the Grand Line, atop the Gran Tesoro.
Tesoro looked at the sun receding into the distance. He did not feel fear toward that incomprehensible power. Instead, a feverish expression appeared on his face.
Yes. This was it. This was the kind of strength.
Only power like this could completely bury his nightmare beneath the blazing sun's judgment!
"Go kill them! Go destroy them!"
The hoarse roar of an avenger echoed across the Gran Tesoro. He had paid so much and taken such immense risks—was it not all because he had hoped to see this very scene today?!
By this stage, Ren had gathered enough time points.
The golden Solar Wheel he had transformed into began to climb higher and higher. The Blazing Sun Furnace pulsed, injecting boundless energy and causing the golden sun hanging high in the sky to continuously expand.
Even after it reached the scale of when it had once illuminated a small world, it still showed no sign of stopping.
The Heart of the Blazing Sun continued to provide endless energy without rest, causing the blazing sun to swell further until it had nearly become comparable to the original sun.
Of course, That referred to how, from a viewer's perspective, the two suns appeared the same size.
The doubled sunlight caused abnormal weather disasters to appear all across the world.
Ren used the Float-Float Fruit as much as possible to restrain the leaking heat, avoiding destroying the whole world before he destroyed Mary Geoise.
When he approached the Red Line, he violently revealed his final trump card.
Space-Time: Twelve Hours of the Space-Time: The Creator card!
The advancing golden sun became two suns, then four, then six. In the end, a full thirteen suns hung in the firmament!
Among them, twelve were moving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On Weatheria, looking at instruments that had already exceeded their limits, the Weather Scholars fell silent.
"Is this... abnormal weather?"
"The instruments have already maxed out. The values measured before they exceeded their range were no different from the original sun.
"Those twelve extra suns, aside from their insufficient scale, can practically be viewed as the sun itself!
"Can something like this still be called abnormal weather?"
"What exactly is happening?!"
The Weather Scholars fell into chaos. No one could understand the abnormality currently appearing.
All they knew was that the twelve extra suns had already produced enormous negative effects on the surface.
East Blue.
Windmill Village. The retired Garp stood atop a mountain, feeling the incomparably scorching heat.
No, it was no longer on the level of mere feeling. The forest below the mountain was already showing signs of spontaneous combustion.
'What exactly happened...?'
Garp looked utterly bewildered. With his way of thinking, he simply could not imagine that this had been caused by a single person.
At the same time, similar situations appeared all across the world.
The closer one was to the Red Line, the more severe the situation became.
However, Ren, the instigator of it all, had no intention of stopping. Only a trump card like this could give him peace of mind as he—
Destroyed Mary Geoise!
The twelve blazing suns advanced, stretching across hundreds and thousands of kilometers, arriving above Mary Geoise.
Beneath the sky, A group of Celestial Dragons, stunned senseless by the rapidly intensifying sunlight, could not even raise their heads to look. The dazzling light seemed as though it would pierce through their eyeballs.
The paving stones on the streets had already become red-hot. Then, they actually began to show signs of melting!
Pangaea Castle, the Room of Flowers.
Imu, who seemed to be about to take action, raised her head.
But it was already too late.
Whether she had discovered what Ren had done in Wano, whether the Five Elders had reported it ahead of time, whether there were other methods or variables—
Within this short span of time, none of them could be effectively implemented.
And Ren had already flipped the board, carrying his greatest trump card and smashing it down.
One blazing sun fell, descending straight toward Mary Geoise. Then came the second, the fourth, the sixth, and the twelfth blazing sun.
Boom!
Boiling golden flames mercilessly destroyed every enemy that blocked the blazing suns.
There was no communication. No exchange. No judgment. There was only destruction so sudden it reached the extreme.
Amid the Red Line's wail, amid the world-shaking tremor that almost tore the world apart, amid the intense light that everyone could feel,
Ren used the most savage method to crush every possibility to death!
The End.