One Piece: Reborn as a Skypiean

Chapter 269

Luffy yelled again, and Amon clicked his tongue.

"Oh well, conversing with you isn't that fun. Dumbass."

Then Amon pointed his finger at Luffy and fired a beam of Plasma from his fingertips.

Luffy couldn't dodge because of the close distance.

Shockingly, the beam bounced off his silver body.

Amon whistled, dodging another of Luffy's attacks. Certainly, with how he had absorbed Kaido, Shirahoshi, the new Roger Pirates, and some other strong people's Haki over the past year, it was surprising that Luffy's bullshit plot-armament could just bounce it off...

But then again, he was the world's favourite.

Expressionlessly, Amon pointed his finger at Luffy again, firing another beam of superheated light. Except this time, it was also boosted by Pika-Pika no Mi.

"More-More: 100 times."

The next beam was 100-times hotter than last time, boosted by Amon's More-More Fruit.

The finger thin beam that was hotter than the sun's surface, enhanced further with Amon's Conqueror's Haki, dug into Luffy's chest as the rubber boy's eyes widened in terror and shock.

"Y-you..." He still managed to speak through.

'What a monster.'

Amon chuckled before a dozen more hands popped up from his back, via his Mochi-Mochi no Mi.

"You shouldn't have left your daddy's Observation Haki."

The dozens of hands pointed at Luffy as well, as Amon started to fire beams of plasma into Luffy's silver-coated body.

Even as Luffy tried to dodge, and counter by attacking Amon, the beams simply penetrated his body with their sheer heat.

'It isn't exactly a 'battle' as long as I can land hits.' He would have killed himself with his own hands if he couldn't claim that even with a dozen devil fruits in his arsenal.

With dozens of holes, the kid chosen by the world itself still stood alive. He was shaking even as he jumped in the air, his balance clearly shaken off, but he wasn't dead.

Amon's face was neutral as he then unsheathed his sword and rushed at Luffy at a speed that the rubber boy should be able to dodge.

That is—if he wasn't riddled with a dozen holes, while more beams burrowed themselves into his body each second.

Luffy raised his arms in a defensive posture, even as Amon's sword moved from in front of him and went behind his head. With a powerful slash of his sword, which was coated in Conqueror's Haki and 100x hotter plasma, Luffy's body gave in, as the sword phrased through his neck and severed his body in two.

Immediately, the suppression of space and time lifted from Amon's shoulders and the bright white sky returned to its usual blue.

He didn't let the body fall in the sea below. Who knows what bullshit plot armour will heal the kid? He instead opened a gate to the Door Dimension before throwing the separated body in there, where the body froze in time.

Amon dusted off his hands and started to watch through his clones' eyes.

On the island, Dragon felt the moment Luffy died, so he was about to teleport and escape. Amon had no way to stop him.

"Farewell, Amon." Dragon, dodging one of his clones' attacks, spoke. "Looks like I gotta prepare a bit longer before I face you again."

He didn't have the expression of a father who had just learned his son had died, he instead looked like a politician who failed to get elected in an election that he'd participate in at a later date.

Casually, he opened a portal and tried to teleport away.

Amon tried everything, pushing his Haki on the man to suppress his devil fruit, opening a Room of OP-OP no Mi, and many more. But his «Future Sight» showed, he couldn't stop Dragon from escaping in any of his tries.

In the end, he clicked his tongue. He might not be able to kill him right here, but he at least had a technique that'll injure him even as he escaped in the slowed-down world.

All the Amons put their hands on the ground, pushing their Haki into the island as he chanted in his mind.

'More-More: One Hundred Times Explosion!'

Using his Bomb-Bomb fruit to explode the island, he increased the power of it with his More-More fruit.

First, light shone before there was a brilliant explosion, which took the entire island off the map in seconds.

The real Amon watched the mushroom cloud from far, as he sighed in annoyance.

"Tch. Annoying Devil fruit."

"Is it now?"

"...?!"

Amon's body froze as he heard a voice, not belonging to anyone he has ever met, come from his back.

"Are you looking for this?"

An arm covered in white robes presented something in front of him with hands clad in white gloves.

"Annoying, you say? He was pretty weak, in my opinion."

The severed head of Monkey D. Dragon, wearing a shocked expression, stared at Amon from the gloved hand.

Amon teleported away from his spot immediately and stood metres away from the spot.

He stood, opposite the being clad in a white robe, face clad in a white mask, and wearing a golden crown that had incredibly tall spikes.

"Hello there." He spoke, sounding a bit stiff as if he hasn't spoken much for a long time. "They call me Imu-sama... Well, they used to."

'How the fuck did he come out?!'

Amon stared at the figure with caution.

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Author's Note: The big man is here.