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[RNZO] Ch 302: Killing the Five Elders — Imu Appears
🕑 Added 2025-06-22 16:20:07 +0000 UTC— — — — — —
"Heh… then it's settled," Renzo said with a grin. "Let's sit down and work out the details?"
"Agreed," Sengoku nodded, and so did the others.
A plan this massive definitely needed thorough coordination—and not just among themselves. They'd also need to reach out to the Revolutionary Army to avoid any screw-ups later.
"We should head back to HQ before anything leaks. If someone below reports this to the Five Elders, it'll get messy fast," Vice Admiral Tsuru suggested.
Renzo nodded and waved to Kuina in the distance.
Kuina walked over with a slight pout. "Aww, that's it? I didn't even get to go all out yet."
"Haha!" Garp laughed heartily. "You're a fiery little one, huh? Don't worry—once Renzo pulls this off, this old man'll spar with you as much as you want!"
"If that's not enough, you've got Kuzan and the others too!"
Honestly, if they really did manage to wipe out the Celestial Dragons, Garp figured he could finally retire with a smile on his face.
Just beating—uh, no teaching—Luffy, Ace, Sabo, and his beloved son Dragon will be enough. Of course, he's gotta use his fist of love.
Kuina's eyes lit up as she glanced over at the admirals. "Alright then! It's a deal!"
"Ugh…" Kuzan and the others could only offer strained smiles.
What a headache…
The next moment, Renzo dismissed Takamagahara. Instead of physically teleporting everyone, he used its projection to envelop the group—and with a thought, they were all instantly back at Marineford.
Outside, no one had even realized the conference room had emptied out for a while. Everything looked perfectly normal.
From there, Renzo began hashing out the detailed strategy with Sengoku and the others—and even contacted Dragon to bring him into the loop.
Meanwhile, in the New World, Renzo's clone—Uchiha Madara—quietly went to meet with Whitebeard and Shanks, solidifying their roles in the plan.
Once everything was settled, Renzo gave Sengoku and Dragon just over a month to prepare.
During that time, he and Kuina kept a low profile, traveling around and tying up loose ends.
...
Then, finally, a month later, the call came: Sengoku and Dragon were ready.
Without any fanfare, Renzo took Kuina and reappeared directly on the peak of the Red Line—atop the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.
"You've got thirty minutes," Renzo told her. "Save as many as you can before I wipe this place off the map."
"Got it," Kuina nodded and vanished.
She immediately began teleporting around the city, rescuing innocent slaves wherever she found them.
As for pirates, criminals, or those with blood on their hands? She didn't even bother.
Thanks to her psychic abilities—especially mind reading—she could easily sense who deserved saving and who didn't.
"Damn it! Someone stole my slaves! Quick, get that filthy rat! I want her to take their place!"
"Yes, Lord Roswald!"
"Uhhh. My slaves!!!"
"After her! She's an enemy of the Holy Land!"
Even though Kuina was only using teleportation, it didn't take long for the guards to notice her. After all, she'd snatched slaves right in front of the Celestial Dragons' faces.
Soon, all of Mary Geoise was in a panic—chaos spreading like wildfire.
It didn't take long for the Five Elders to take notice.
"Who dares to stir up trouble in our holy land?"
"Looks like these fools have forgotten their place. We've let the world go unchecked for too long."
"Hm? That guy over there… he looks like an intruder too."
While venting their fury, the Five Elders activated their Haki to scan the entire area—and sure enough, they sensed Kuina moving rapidly… and Renzo standing completely unhidden nearby.
"I'll handle the man. One of you go deal with the woman using spatial abilities."
The Elder holding the First Generation Kitetsu, Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, stood up, his voice cold. "Fine by me."
But before anyone could move—
"There's no need. None of you are going anywhere."
Renzo's voice echoed through the hall as he suddenly appeared in front of them, smiling calmly.
With a flick of his mind, the projection of Takamagahara enveloped the entire chamber.
He grinned at the Five Elders. "My woman is out there doing good in the world. I can't have trash like you ruining it, can I?"
"Huh?"
All five Elders immediately stood up, eyes locked on him.
"A space fruit?"
"How arrogant."
"Damn you…"
"Wait a second. Is it just me, or can you sense… nothing outside?"
"No. I can't sense anything either. This kid—he's not simple."
Their expressions quickly shifted from disdain to alarm. Their Observation Haki was completely blocked off—an alarming realization.
Nusjuro narrowed his eyes at Renzo. "Who are you?"
"Renzo," he replied, arms crossed. "Though… you're probably more familiar with the name Uchiha Madara."
"…What?"
"You're Madara?! That's impossible!"
The Elders froze, stunned. Their faces darkened even more.
"So all this time… everyone's been fooled by your disguise."
"You've got guts, brat. Coming to Mary Geoise like this—what the hell are you after?"
They clearly didn't expect an honest answer—but Renzo gave them one anyway, smiling like this was just another chat over tea.
"Obviously, I'm here to destroy the World Government and wipe out the Celestial Dragons," he said, cheerful as ever.
"I mean, isn't it obvious? You've all been sitting on your high thrones for way too long. You're rotten to the core—absolute cancer to the world. Today, I just felt like doing something about it."
He said it so nonchalantly, like he was talking about the weather, not toppling the world order.
"Arrogant little—!"
"You think you can do that alone?!"
"You must have a death wish!"
"DIE!!"
Furious, the Five Elders snapped.
Nusjuro launched forward in a flash, bringing his Kitetsu blade down with terrifying force.
CLANG!
In the next instant, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Renzo hadn't even dodged.
With a casual flick of his fingers, he shattered the slash mid-air—and then casually caught the blade between two fingers.
Not only had the attack done nothing, but even trying to pull the sword back was impossible. His weapon was locked in place like it was trapped between two steel pillars.
"What the hell…?"
Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro trembled with rage and shock.
"This can't be real—!"
"Finger Pistol."
Renzo raised his free hand, index finger pointed at Nusjuro's forehead.
By the time the old man sensed the danger, it was too late. He tried to retreat, let go of the sword—anything—but he was too slow.
In a flash, Renzo's finger jabbed straight into his forehead with pinpoint precision.
A single bloody hole.
He didn't even get a final word out before crumpling to the floor, dead.
"WHAT?!"
"No way!!"
"DAMN YOU!!"
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THAT!!"
The remaining Elders were in utter disbelief.
But once they sensed that their comrade's life force had truly vanished, they lost it—rushing Renzo with everything they had.
"Takamagahara: Total Suppression!"
Renzo immediately activated a lockdown ability within his domain, sealing off their Devil Fruit powers.
Three of the Elders had Devil Fruits—and powerful ones at that. But he wasn't about to take chances, not with wild cards like them.
"Dimensional Slash!"
A shimmering blade of spatial energy tore through the room.
SHHHK!
In less than a blink, all four of the remaining Five Elders froze midair—before dropping to the ground like broken dolls.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Each one had been sliced clean in half.
One poor bastard had his head severed clean off—dead before he even hit the ground.
The other three were cleaved at the waist. They were still clinging to life… barely.
"H-How…"
"There's no way we lost… just like that…"
"We underestimated him… completely…"
The three dying Elders lay there in disbelief. These were men who stood at the peak of the world's power—on par with the Four Emperors, maybe even stronger.
Yet they'd been cut down like weeds.
It was laughable. Tragic, even.
"You'll regret this…" one of them coughed out, grinning through bloody teeth. "Imu-sama won't let you live. We'll be waiting for you… HAHAHA!"
And with that, he died.
"You have no idea… the mistake you've made…" said another before his breath gave out.
"A shame…" the last one whispered, eyes dimming, "You never stood a chance against that existence…"
They all died with smug smiles, as if they believed Renzo was already doomed.
"Huh," Renzo shrugged. "Hate to break it to you, but I think you're gonna be disappointed. Imu? Not impressed."
He wasn't exactly ignorant of Imu's existence.
"Oh? Is that so?"
A cold voice echoed from nowhere.
Suddenly, space itself tore open above Renzo's domain projection—and a shadowy figure emerged, descending slowly, looking down at him from midair.
"So you're the one causing all this death… slaughtering Celestial Dragons and the Five Elders like cattle," the figure said, voice dripping with icy disdain.
"Such a shame. You've got talent, boy. So I'll give you a choice…"
"Kneel. Serve under me. Take the place of the Five Elders, and help maintain the order of the World Government. Protect the Celestial Dragons… and I might let you live."
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