"It's over!"
Lucifer descended from the sky, with the skeletal Uranus hovering behind him, overlooking the ruins below.
Im, the King of the Celestial Dragons, had been slain.
Uranus had been beheaded.
The once-mighty power of the Celestial Dragons had been completely wiped out.
Lucifer turned his gaze toward the edge of the Red Line, where the remaining Marines huddled together.
"Kong, Aokiji, do you have anything left to say?"
Kizaru had fled.
Fujitora had been defeated.
The half-million-strong Marine elite force had been annihilated—leaving behind nothing but a handful of survivors.
"You won, Lucifer."
Kong sighed, his expression calm in the face of death.
"Victory and defeat are part of battle—we have nothing more to say."
"Do it."
Kong, Aokiji, Momousagi, Tea Pig, and several Marine Vice Admirals stepped forward, standing side by side.
They knew what fate awaited the losers.
Lucifer raised his hand.
"Farewell."
With a single motion, gravity exploded outward, engulfing Kong, Aokiji, and the others.
BOOM!
The air trembled, space seemed to distort for a brief moment—then silence.
They were reduced to nothing but dust.
Not even their bones remained.
"We won!"
"We won!!!"
In the distance, Cavendish, Jack, Baby 5, and other officers erupted in cheers.
The battle had ended.
The World Government had been defeated.
"Of course, we won!"
"Captain Lucifer is invincible!"
"The world is ours!"
The Nether Pirates' officers were overwhelmed with excitement.
At the same time, the battle's conclusion—Lucifer slaying Im and Uranus—was broadcast worldwide through Den Den Mushi video feeds.
The world trembled.
Countless nations fell into chaos and panic.
Facing the video feed, Lucifer spoke his first command to the world:
"From this moment on—I am the King of the World!"
"The rulers of all nations are to come to the Red Line immediately to swear their allegiance!"
"Anyone who resists will be destroyed!"
"Furthermore, the status of the Celestial Dragons as 'World Nobles' is abolished!"
"A bounty will be placed on every Celestial Dragon's head—100 million Berries for each one killed!"
The remaining Celestial Dragons, hiding in the shadows, were paralyzed with fear.
For the first time, they knew terror.
The image of Lucifer decapitating Im, their so-called 'God,' shattered their pride and dignity.
In an instant, the Celestial Dragons were no longer untouchable rulers—they had become the world's most despised prey.
Anyone could kill them now.
Lucifer turned to his officers.
"Clean up the battlefield. There's one last thing I need to take care of."
His words had barely fallen when his figure vanished into the sky.
One hundred miles away…
A pirate ship was fleeing at full speed.
At the bow, Marshall D. Teach—Blackbeard—roared frantically at his crew.
"Move it! MOVE IT! HAVE YOU EATEN YET?! FASTER!!!"
His entire body trembled.
Cold sweat drenched his back.
His hands were shaking as he gripped the railings, his eyes darting backward every few seconds—making sure no one was chasing him.
Originally, Blackbeard had planned to take advantage of the battle's chaos.
But the moment he witnessed Lucifer's fight against Im, he immediately abandoned that idea.
Lucifer was too strong.
Stronger than Blackbeard could have ever imagined.
There was no chance of victory.
His only option was to escape.
As far away from the Red Line as possible.
Whoosh!
The wind howled.
A terrifying presence cut through the sky like a blade—Lucifer had arrived.
"L-Lucifer?!"
Blackbeard's eyes widened in horror.
His legs gave out beneath him, and he collapsed onto the deck.
His entire crew fell to their knees, frozen in terror.
"L-Lucifer, plea—"
BOOM!
Before Blackbeard could finish his plea for mercy, a black light flashed across the ship.
With a flash of black light, Blackbeard's head was severed from his body—his lifeless corpse collapsing onto the deck.
The dark energy didn't stop there.
It ripped through the pirate ship, splitting it clean in half.
BOOM!
The Blackbeard Pirates' ship erupted into flames, engulfed by a raging fireball.
Not a single crew member survived.
Lucifer transformed into a beam of light, soaring into the distance—never once sparing Blackbeard a second glance.
In the original story, Blackbeard was a man of monstrous ambition—one who single-handedly overturned the world's power structure.
But to Lucifer?
He was nothing.
Not even worth a second look.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The air boomed and cracked as Lucifer flapped his demonic wings, his speed blazing like a shooting star.
Before long, he arrived at the Revolutionary Army's headquarters—the island of White Soil.
Using Observation Haki, he scanned the island.
As expected, every high-ranking officer of the Revolutionary Army, led by Dragon himself, was here.
Lucifer didn't waste a single word.
BOOM!
A Conqueror's Haki field erupted outward, instantly suffocating the entire battlefield.
Then, he unleashed Ragnarok.
A catastrophic explosion tore through the island, reducing it to nothing but rubble and dust.
The Revolutionary Army was no more.
With their destruction, no force remained in the world that could threaten Lucifer.
As Lucifer's decree echoed across the world, every ruler set sail—heading toward the center of the Red Line.
At the same time, the Celestial Dragons were hunted down by the masses.
Not one survived.
Lucifer established a new empire—the Nether Empire.
Three years passed.
At the very heart of the Red Line, a massive rift split through the land, creating a direct passage between the first half of the Grand Line and the New World.
From that day forward, ships could sail into the New World without passing through Fishman Island—drastically reducing the dangers of the journey.
Above this monumental gap, a magnificent castle stood tall.
This was the Nether Palace—the seat of Lucifer, the King of the World.
Seated upon the Supreme Throne, Lucifer rested his arm on the throne's armrest, gazing down at the hundreds of rulers gathered before him.
Every king from every corner of the world—whether World Government-affiliated or independent nations—had come.
They were rulers of their own lands.
Yet here, they knelt at Lucifer's feet.
To protect their own lives—to preserve their kingdoms—they had no choice but to swear allegiance to Lucifer.
Every year, on this very day, the world's kings traveled to the Nether Palace to pay homage—a testament to Lucifer's absolute supremacy.
Under his rule, piracy had been effectively eradicated.
With the Celestial Dragons gone, the corruption and cruelty of the old world had vanished.
And so, the world welcomed a new era.
A world ruled by Lucifer.
It's over! 🎉🎉🎉
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