The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The giant warriors fought side by side with the Red Hair Pirates, temporarily suppressing the army of musical notes that were created. Seeing Shanks getting closer and closer to Uta, they thought they could see a turning point.

"Uta, stop, you are not a devil, you are my daughter." Seeing that Shanks was only a few body lengths away from Uta, the cold light of Griffin's blade was clearly visible.

Uta did not choose to surrender. Her fingertips were taut on the violin strings. The moment the bow fell, the sound of the first movement, Causal Transformation, fell.

Shanks's footsteps that were crushing the ground suddenly stopped. He suddenly realized that his daughter's outline was gradually becoming transparent in the sound of the piano, and the distance between him and her was suddenly pushed away by the invisible waves of sound.

"Uta!" He stretched out his hand and was about to reach his daughter. His fingertips were about to touch her face, but the distance between them was so close that it felt like a thousand miles.

Shanks's red hair was blown by the sea breeze, and his eyes were filled with shock. In just a few seconds, he was standing on the coastline dozens of kilometers away.

The salty waves wet the soles of the red-haired man's boots, and his daughter, who was once so close to him, was no longer visible. In the distance, he saw a huge jungle and the giant tavern near the coastline.

"How is this possible?" Shanks had not expected something like this to happen. Not only was he separated from his daughter, but he was also separated from the rest of the group.

The waitress at the Giant Tavern heard human voices and thought that some pirates had come ashore to drink. Mado pushed open the door and came to the shore, but was surprised to see the human she admired.

"Mr. Shanks! Aren't you in the Warrior Fountain?"

"It was there just now," Shanks couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was the first time he faced a demon that took over a human body, and Red Hair underestimated the Song Devil's tricks.

Shanks didn't have time to explain to Madodo and continued to run along the original path. He couldn't abandon the giants and his companions and face the Devil of Song alone.

Madoo looked at the figure of his idol walking away. Red-haired Shanks, who used to be able to handle everything with ease, actually fell into trouble because of his own daughter. It turned out that the person he admired was not omnipotent.

Near the Warrior's Fountain, Uta used the ability of the first movement to make the people present switch from the emotions of victory to defeat. They never expected that things would turn out like this. Red-Haired Shanks would actually suffer a defeat one day.

"The first movement, causal shift, can bring the creatures related to this body closer or push them further away. The deeper the emotional connection between the two, the more obvious the effect. It's impossible for Shanks to touch me." Uta put down the violin in his hand and boasted about the power of his ability. The more idealistic the devil's ability is, the stronger it is.

Sauro removed the musical notes that were lying on his body. As the most knowledgeable teacher in the Giant Kingdom, he had never seen any record of this ability in the books left behind.

If every word of the Song Devil is true, then Shanks will never be able to meet Uta in his life. After all, humans are emotional animals, and even the strong ones cannot clear their emotions in an instant.

Shanks has deep feelings for his daughter, and he never imagined that one day she would be used as a weapon. The deeper the feelings, the greater the scope of the impact of the first movement.

"Isn't Shanks's Haki enough to offset your demonic abilities?" Sauro knew that Red Hair was a rare Haki master, and the Divine Evasion he had just used was proof of that.

Uta untied her hair tie, freeing her silver hair. "The energy in that human is indeed very strong. If it were an ordinary father, the first movement would have sent him directly to the bottom of the sea, not as simple as sending him to the shore."

When the fake Uta was feeling proud, her body suddenly trembled violently, and two soul forces were tearing madly in her flesh and blood.

Her fingers gripped the body of the zither tightly, and in her scarlet eyes, a faint blue soul fire was burning at this moment. Uta's own will was like a new sprout breaking through the ground, growing wildly from the devil's confinement.

"You are not allowed to hurt them. You are not allowed to hurt anyone in the Land of Giants." The voice of the Uta girl was squeezed out from the depths of her throat, hoarse but with unquestionable determination.

The devil's power surged in the girl's body, trying to crush this revived consciousness, but every inch of her muscle was resisting and every blood vessel was boiling.

Uta's soul was like a red-hot iron, burning the demon's mental barriers fiercely, causing the monster occupying the body to roar in pain.

"Okay... listen to me, little girl. No one was killed. I was just playing a little game with them," the fake Uta explained to the real Uta, but it seemed that the human soul was not very grateful.

The strings of the violin used by the fake Uta suddenly broke one by one, and the army of notes that besieged her friends gradually disintegrated, turning into floating musical light spots in the air.

The girl's arms twitched uncontrollably, and the instrument that symbolized the demonic power of song slammed to the ground with a clang, its body cracked into spider-web-like patterns.

"Little girl, don't make too much trouble in there. If your physical body is captured by these adults, do you want to save your sweetheart?" The Song Demon said this and it really worked. His arms stopped shaking and Uta stopped resisting in the spiritual world.

"The time for exercising our bodies is over, we should do some serious business and go to the lower realm to find that guy to be our helper this time," the fake Wuta muttered to himself in front of everyone, explaining to the real Wuta in the spiritual world that other creatures were insignificant.

Glass-colored light particles condensed from Uta's fingertips, and the new violin slowly took shape in her palm. When the bow brushed across the strings, clear notes gushed out like spring water.

Pink musical staff flowed out from under the bow, weaving into a glowing staircase under her feet. The notes were suspended like ice crystals, leaping up and down with the melody.

She jumped lightly onto the musical score, and the pink light band instantly curled up into a blanket. "Goodbye, ants, I will have the chance to see you next time."

The musical score carried the girl into the air, and by the time everyone could react it was too late. There were not many pirates in this world who could fly, and the giants were a group of clumsy land warriors.

The wind blew past Uta's ears, she felt the surging sea of clouds, and the flying carpet made of musical notation was carrying her through layers of halo.

Musical notes inlaid with gold thread flow on the carpet. Occasionally, a few of them mischievously break away from the score and turn into firefly-like light spots floating around, lighting the way forward for their owner.

"Go find him down there. He's still chained up. Bribing him won't require much leverage."

The staff followed the command, flew around the sea of ​​clouds at the fastest speed, made a sharp turn in the air, and rushed towards the underworld of the giant country - the underworld.

This is a cold and cold area with no warmth. The fact that the maverick giant was imprisoned here for many years and still survived until now is enough to prove his strength.