Who was Hui?
The Third Hokage of Konoha, one of the five great Hidden Villages of the Shinobi Village era, the God of the Shinobi World!
The Sage of Hidden Sage Village in the era of grand unification, the monarch of the Sage Shinobi Nation, the ruler of the Sage Shinobi World!
His identity was devoid of the domineering aura of a king, yet was stable and unshakeable.
Therefore, Hui not only possessed Conqueror's Haki, but his was ridiculously strong.
In the eyes of others, he merely stood calmly, making no other movements.
However, in Whitebeard's eyes, at this moment, Hui was infinitely expanding, his body completely occupying all of his vision, occupying all the world within his sight.
Not only that, but Whitebeard also saw the world behind Hui, the kneeling masses.
At this moment, Whitebeard's heart suddenly understood.
The god was the master of a world!
It turned out, he truly was a God.
With this thought flashing through his mind, Whitebeard's entire spirit was extinguished.
He was dead, without even making a move.
He merely used Conqueror's Haki to assault Hui's spirit, only to have his own spirit destroyed in return by Hui's Conqueror's Haki.
And to outsiders, they only saw Whitebeard unleash his Conqueror's Haki, then lose all movement, his body standing motionless in place.
Big Mom looked over and saw the completely white pupils of Whitebeard's, knowing that Whitebeard was... dead.
He was the strongest of the three Emperors.
Someone who stood above the sea.
Her feelings were complex. This was Whitebeard!
Back on Rocks' pirate ship, she had always admired Whitebeard, acknowledging his strength, and admitting she was inferior.
Even after the Rocks Pirates were disbanded, Whitebeard remained the strongest among the three of them.
During that time, the three of them roamed the seas, thinking they would each become emperors, the most powerful pirates ruling the New World.
Unexpectedly, because of that incident, things ended up like this.
Kaido abandoned his dignity, kneeling and begging for mercy.
Whitebeard fought to the death, standing tall as he met his end.
Next, it was her turn.
Would she live a life like Kaido, or die a noble death like Whitebeard?
She had already made her choice in her heart, but at this point, Big Mom was lost again.
How should she choose between Life and death?
"Choosing to compete with him in willpower is truly courting death."
Madara spoke, looking at the lifeless Whitebeard, feeling a sense of lament in his heart.
He didn't know how strong Hui's spiritual power was.
However, he had seen a drop in the ocean of his spiritual power.
And that mere tip of the iceberg had already made his hair stand on end.
Choosing to compete with Hui in spiritual power was the most foolish choice.
"Then next, it's your turn. Together, or one by one?"
Hui looked at Big Mom and the other great pirate and spoke. His words made their bodies tremble.
Seeing this, Hui smiled and spoke meaningfully: "Or, you can choose the third option. Live."
After these words were spoken, Big Mom and the other pirates froze.
Live.
The word echoed in their minds.
Deep within their hearts, the desire for survival was ignited once more, burning brighter and brighter.
After all, who truly wanted to die?
Once there's a chance to live, why not fight for it?
"..."
Big Mom opened her mouth, her expression complex, her heart struggling wildly.
It was as if two tiny people were constantly whispering in her ears, one telling her to maintain her dignity, the other insisting that only by living could she have a sliver chance.
"..."
Her body trembled, on the verge of collapse.
However, in the end, Big Mom completely crumbled.
"I am willing to become your subordinate. Please, spare me."
She uttered these words with difficulty, kneeling down, her head buried deeply in the ground, tears streaming from her eyes, soaking the earth.
Ultimately, the desire to survive triumphed over pride.
Hearing this, Hui's smile widened.
He looked at the last remaining great pirate, awaiting his answer.
This great pirate was now drenched in sweat.
His face was pale, his breathing ragged.
He was originally a pirate with a strong and unyielding personality, determined to die a noble death.
However, now, with Garp and Whitebeard's deaths, and Big Mom's plea for mercy, his resolute heart wavered.
Life and death hung in the balance.
What choice should he make?
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!!"
Finally, under the pressure, he seemed unable to bear it any longer, his emotions collapsing.
"Die, you bastard! Die, you damned god!"
Roaring ferociously, the great pirate's arm transformed into a sharp blade, its tip gleaming with cold light, stabbing fiercely towards Hui.
In the end, he couldn't abandon his pride and choose to live in disgrace.
Because he was a Paramecia-type, the Sword-Sword Fruit user.
And a sword was unyielding.
With a raised hand, Hui activated his ability, instantly freezing the space around the great pirate.
Then, with a slight clench of his fingers, the space shattered.
And the great shattered along with the frozen space.
Another instant kill, without any chance to resist.
"He held on after all. I thought he would beg for mercy."
Madara spoke again, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
After all, no matter the world or circumstance, there's always more respect for those who choose a noble death than those who grovel for survival.
"As for you few...that's enough."
Hui looked at the kneeling figures. With a flick of his finger, light surged into their minds, entering their spirits, transforming into a mark, forever etched onto their souls.
"From now on, your lives are not your own. You are eternally my slaves."
Hui's words caused their faces to contort.
Regret welled up in their hearts, but it was too late.
Just as Hui said, from this day forward, their lives were no longer their own.
Only Hui could decide their fate.
Because they would be Hui's slaves for all eternity.
"However, I have nothing for you to do at the moment. Go and do as you please.
"When I have commands, I will inform you."
Hui spoke, waving his hand, dismissing them.
Enslaving these individuals was a decision he purely made on a whim.
"Yes, Master."
They responded, their bodies obediently departing.
Only after leaving did the terror truly sink in.
Then, despair washed over them.
Thus, the war between the Avengers and the Sage Shinobi Nation came to a complete end.
Historically known as: The Post-Island Incident.
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