One Piece: Don't Worry, I'm a Doctor

Chapter 453: Chapter 453: Imu’s Terrifying Power

Even as everyone attacked together, Imu merely smiled faintly.

Whitebeard’s sword strike—imbued with his ultimate Conqueror’s Haki, trembling with the shockwaves of the Gura Gura no Mi—ripped through the air. Wherever the blade passed, space itself shattered, and fissures split the earth beneath his feet.

This was already the strongest attack he could muster.

The pinnacle of Conqueror’s Haki and swordsmanship, enhanced by top-tier Armament Haki and a half-awakened Tremor-Tremor Fruit.

This single slash had surpassed the level of an Emperor of the Sea. No Yonko could face this strike without flinching.

He had reached, or perhaps even surpassed, the legendary Rocks himself!

The others, though not as overwhelming as Whitebeard, were far from negligible.

Five of them.

One leading, two flanking from behind, and two soaring through the air.

The sheer intensity of their combined aura made the entire sky tremble, and the Red Line itself seemed on the verge of collapse, with some areas already showing signs of crumbling.

Behind Imu, the Five Elders, Shanks, and others watched in astonishment at the earth-shaking momentum. They hadn’t realized that these fighters hadn’t even used their full strength until now!

Had they gone all out earlier, the Five Elders and their allies likely wouldn’t have lasted a moment.

Terrifying!

Were these guys all this terrifying?

If even they were struggling, the Revolutionary Army, Whitebeard’s crew, and the Beasts Pirates nearby were utterly speechless.

“So… strong…”

“Is this what top-tier power looks like? Just their aura alone is enough to devastate the world.”

Hancock, protected at the rear, stared in disbelief, but she knew the gravity of the situation. This wasn’t the time to be dazed.

She pulled out a Vivre Card, ready to activate her ability…

“Is that all you’ve got? How dull.” Imu’s voice, brimming with supreme authority and resonating like a divine chant, exploded in everyone’s ears.

The Yonko charging toward Imu widened their eyes in shock.

Before them, the solemn and regal Imu vanished, replaced by an enormous black shadow.

Over ten meters tall, the aura it emitted was twice as powerful as before!

The Imu they could barely contend with before was one thing.

But now…

“Come, entertain me to your heart’s content!”

Another divine chant resounded, followed by countless slender, black tendrils erupting from Imu’s form.

Their sheer number was enough to blot out the sun, a dense, despair-inducing mass.

Each tendrils carried the terrifying strength of an Yonko’s full-powered strike.

The very concept was horrifying.

The overwhelming swarm of tendrils instantly engulfed the five fighters, moving so fast it was like lightning. They could barely react.

Trapped within, their ability to fight back was severely limited.

Self-preservation was already a struggle, let alone protecting others.

Two tendrils crossed space at a speed invisible to Hancock’s eyes, appearing before her in an instant.

One from the left, one from the right, they seized her arms before she could react, pulling them tightly in opposite directions.

The immense force caused a sharp crack from Hancock’s arms.

Bones had snapped.

But her focus was on the Vivre Card.

Hancock extended her long, elegant leg, aiming a desperate kick toward the Vivre Card in her right hand.

To Imu, however, this was utterly futile.

*Whoosh! Whoosh!*

Two more tendrils arrived in an instant, seizing her legs as well. She was hoisted into the air.

In that brief moment, Imu’s countless tendrils, dense enough to obscure everything, vanished.

Beneath the onslaught, the five Yonko-level fighters lay on the ground, barely clinging to life.

Each tendril had the power of an Yonko’s full strike.

That fact alone spelled doom.

They simply couldn’t hold out.

But Imu didn’t kill them—for now, they were toys. The promise of amusement meant they could not die so easily.

At that moment.

Kaido, Whitebeard, and Golden Lion lay on the ground.

Their faces were grim beyond measure.

Their bodies were covered in wounds, but the shock in their hearts far surpassed their physical pain.

This woman… hadn’t even used her full strength back then!

Indeed, during the God Valley Incident years ago, Imu had fought, but compared to her now, the difference was like heaven and earth.

The terrifying power Imu now displayed was enough to plunge them into despair.

This was, without question, an opponent they could never defeat.

In this world, she was undeniably the strongest. Was there truly no hope in this battle?

A heavy shadow of despair settled over everyone present.

The overwhelming emotion began to spread through the battlefield.

With this kind of power, victory was impossible. Truly… impossible.

Marco clenched his fists, King’s flames flickered unsteadily, Sabo gritted his teeth, and Ace wore a face full of unwillingness.

But.

The gap in strength… was like an insurmountable chasm.

Could they even fight?

Did they even have the right?

Luffy’s group stared in shock.

They didn’t know who Imu was, but they knew the five lying on the ground.

In less than three seconds, she had defeated them all.

No introduction could be clearer.

With a powerhouse like this, how could they possibly escape? Their only hope was that Vir would see the situation clearly, stay far away, and never show himself, fleeing as far as he could.

But that hope was soon shattered.

Because they knew the Vivre Card in Hancock’s hand belonged to Vir.

At that moment, the Vivre Card in Hancock’s palm pulsed faintly, shifting slightly toward the east.

Imu, now resuming her regal form, strode forward, smiling faintly.

Everyone watched her advance.

Yet no one could stop her.

In a few steps, Imu stood before Hancock, her eyes gleaming with barely suppressed excitement.

With this little thing, she could finally eliminate that man.

She reached for the Vivre Card.

“No! You hideous wretch!” Hancock spat, trying to stall even now. “Vir-sama will never be defeated by someone like you!”

It worked.

No woman could tolerate being called ugly.

Imu’s eyes darkened, and her right hand, reaching for the Vivre Card, abruptly changed course.

Her hand formed a blade.

Imu’s slender palm became the sharpest blade in the world.

As it passed, a clean slice appeared in the very fabric of space.

Hancock had no time to react. She saw only a flash of cold light, followed by a sharp sting at her neck.

Hancock’s heart sank.

’Am I… dead?’

’If it was her, severing my head would be effortless.’

’This pain… is my head being cut off?’

’I hope my expression isn’t too unsightly. Vir is still watching me.’

As Hancock lost herself in imagination, a fierce wind brushed her neck—

She opened her eyes, expecting to see her headless body.

But she was wrong.

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