I don't know how much time has passed, and this infinite void hall is completely independent of the time and space of this world, and above everyone.

Imu experimented with a variety of fruit ability combinations, some of which were able to cause some trouble for Victor and Chainfinger Requiem, while others were useless. There were even once or twice when Imu felt that he was close to completely annihilating his opponent in this Void Hall.

Yes, since then, Imu no longer intends to tame Victor alive, and killing Victor is already a difficult thing for her.

The long shattered hall was embedded in the boundless dark void, and the debris floated aimlessly.

Victor and the Steeled Finger Requiem scurried through the star-studded void, the stars falling towards him overhead, and the near-endless meteorites were like an impenetrable downpour under Im's control.

Every time a meteorite approached Victor, it would turn around and bombard other meteorites. The distance of this twist is so irregular that even Imu, who has a special insight and the 'Lamp of the Gods', is unpredictable.

Even now, Imu can't remember how many Devil Fruits have been sealed, and the Devil Fruits stored in his body are getting fewer and fewer, while the Steel Chain Finger Requiem on the opposite side is becoming more and more flexible, completely losing the clumsy posture of not being able to move at will at the beginning.

Chainfinger Requiem, the newborn chain stand-in is gradually awakening from the pressure of the life-and-death battle with Imu.

Once again, all the incoming meteorites were confused, and in the void filled with meteorite dust, the steel chain finger requiem curled the index finger and middle finger of the right hand together and hooked upwards violently, and the sound of glass shattering in a dense string followed.

The void space that enveloped the entire hall visibly created a spatial rift with the naked eye, and then cracked and disintegrated.

Both the stars and the vast void disappeared together.

Yimu's face turned pale, the Night Fruit and Star Fruit in his body disappeared completely, and another trump card combination was sealed.

Her physical strength and domineering are not endless, but she has been using the power of the elimination fruit to erase the two results of 'physical exertion' and 'domineering attrition'. At present, the other party can't seal the elimination fruit, but as that steel chain finger requiem grows stronger and stronger, who knows if it will be able to truly seal the elimination fruit in the end?

"Victor, it's an iron-clad fact that your Steel Chain Finger Requiem can't seal my Dissipation Fruit."

The Void Hall returned to calm, and Imu stood on the Void Throne and squinted his eyes slightly at Victor who was floating in mid-air opposite, and his tone was ethereal and soft: "Even if I can't help you for the time being, how long will your physical strength last?" Wouldn't it be nice to open your mind and rule the world hand in hand with me? ”

Victor's face was still pale, but his voice was unwavering: "I'm sorry, I already have someone I like, please forgive me for not accepting your kindness, Miss." It's you, how many Devil Fruits are left in your body? ”

"It's a shame that this is the first time I've actively pursued the opposite sex. Shouldn't you, as a gentleman, be accommodating to a lady? ”

Seeing that the wooing did not work, Im did not care, such conversations have appeared many times in battles, but without exception, Victor firmly refused. She tucked her long silver hair behind her ears, and although her tone was gentle, there was no human warmth in her golden spiral eyes:

"Look at your poor little face, as pale as if you hadn't been in the sun since birth. I've never rested since the beginning of the war, and I'm tired of driving such a powerful chain stand-in to fight me to such a point, right? How long can your poor physical strength and domineering sustain you to keep fighting? Take it easy, and let me send you to the other side of eternal sleep. ”

The breeze is warm, and the petals are slowly falling.

Victor looked around, and he and the Chainfinger Requiem were in the midst of an endless sea of flowers. Endless white flowers sway in the wind, and you can't see the end of the sea of flowers at a glance.

Overhead, the soft sunlight and white clouds, with a slight floral breeze blowing across his face, made Victor, who had already reached the limit of his body, feel a burst of irresistible sleepiness.

In a trance, he lay down in the gentle sea of flowers and fell into a deep sleep. The petals slowly fell on his black suit as if they were embellishments, and there was only the soft sound of the sea of flowers shaking between heaven and earth, and the steel chain finger requiem was motionless and half-knelt beside Victor, lowering his head as if he was in a state of downtime.

The white slender soles of his feet silently stepped on the petals, and Imu, dressed in a white robe, slowly approached Victor's side, his long silver hair dancing gently in the breeze. In her hand emerged a large scythe with a grotesquely twisted elderberry hilt and a long, narrow bird skull with a long, curved beak and sharp inside.

"Have a good dream, Victor."

The scythe was raised high, then slashed downward. Whether it's Victor, the Chainfinger Requiem, or the boundless sea of flowers, it's split in two, and even the sky cracks.

The whole world was cut off.

The sea of flowers swells into the sky, making it impossible to distinguish between up and down, left and right, and there are petals everywhere. The whole world is twisting and confusing, spinning and spinning, until it comes to a point.

Imu's figure reappears in front of the Void Throne. Looking at the dead silence of the hall, she exhaled softly, looked at her white and flawless hands with a little sadness, and whispered to herself:

"Victor, this is my reward for you, sleep in the Pure Land of Eternal Sleep until the end of the world."

The combination of the Sleep Fruit and the Dream Dream Fruit is unstoppable, and the one who wins the trick will linger in the [Dream World] forever and forever. Even the great kingdom of 800 years ago, the invincible king fell in the world of dreams. Even though Victor uses the Chain Finger Requiem to anchor his 'existence' to the current plane, [Dreaming] is not protected by the rules.

Coupled with the 'Angel of Death', the Scythe of End, forged with the ability of the Fruit of Dissipation, the [Future] that trapped Victor's dream world has been erased, and he and the Chainfinger Requiem will be trapped forever in the moment when the dream world is annihilated.

Mafia Victor, I admit that you are the chosen one that has been rare for 800 years. But you should not swing your fist at the heavens, for God's gift cannot be denied!

You will sleep forever on the other side of the Forgotten River, in the Pure Land of Bliss that blooms with mandala flowers.

"Thank you, it's been a long time since I've had such a stable and sweet dream."

A soft voice came from behind the throne, and Imu's body froze. She looked back, only to see Victor and the Chainfinger Requiem slowly emerging from the shadows behind the throne, and the blonde man smiled slightly sadly:

"This requiem for you is coming to an end, so let's finish it together."