On the Thousand Sunny, Roger looked at Garp charging towards him:
"You can't possibly ruin my ship."
With that, he stamped his foot and charged forward, meeting Garp in mid-air. His hands gripped his sword behind him, wrapped in Haki.
Black streams of energy coiled around the blade, and he swung it forcefully at Garp, who had flown before him.
Clang!
His blade collided with Garp's pitch-black, hardened fist. Separated by sword and fist, they grinned at each other, emanating an aura of killing intent.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"
Garp and Roger exerted force simultaneously, roaring ferociously, veins bulging on their faces.
Boom!
A massive explosion separated them, and a circular shockwave spread outwards, its reach unknown.
Roger adjusted his posture in mid-air and instantly vanished, charging towards Sakazuki and Whitebeard, who were locked in combat.
Garp stamped his foot, creating a massive white sonic boom in the air, and intercepted Roger.
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On the other side, Sengoku appeared on the deck of the Thousand Sunny.
Rayleigh, sword in hand, and Jabba, axe raised, flashed through the air.
One sword and two axes, imbued with Haki, hacked towards Sengoku.
A golden Buddha, tens of meters tall, struck a pose and slammed its palm down, directly blocking the incoming sword and axe.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing echoed as they remained locked in a stalemate for a moment.
Then, Sengoku, with a poker face, activated his ability. Rayleigh and Jabba's pupils contracted as they unleashed external Armament Haki onto the ship's hull.
Beneath Sengoku's palm, a giant, semi-transparent shockwave materialized out of thin air and pressed down directly onto the Thousand Sunny.
As the ship shook violently, the semi-transparent white shockwave transformed into golden light that illuminated the sky, its energy surging and erupting.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the golden light seemed to become the sun, blinding to behold from afar, expanding and exploding with immense force.
The turbulent sea turned into giant waves that crashed outwards.
Everyone on the ship sustained some injuries, with the younger Shanks and Buggy being particularly disoriented, blood trickling from their lips.
The hull of the Thousand Sunny also bore large cracks from the impact.
Rayleigh and Jabba exchanged glances, making a decision in their hearts. Their Armament Haki surged, and an invisible stream of energy flashed as they simultaneously struck Sengoku in the air.
The external Armament Haki clashed with Sengoku's giant palm, the immense force sending Sengoku flying back a short distance.
At the same time, wielding their weapons, they lunged forward. Sengoku's body was covered in Armament Haki.
Clang!
Their sword and axe plunged into the chest of Sengoku's tens-of-meters-tall golden form, but it didn't budge.
Sengoku's expression remained impassive, golden light flashing in his enormous eyes. He raised both arms, which cleaved the air with a whistling sound.
His palms, imbued with his ability, formed semi-transparent shockwave circles, which he brought together in front of him.
Rayleigh and Jabba retreated rapidly, disengaging from the center of the giant palms just before they met.
Dong—!
The giant golden palms clapped together, emitting a sound like a great bell, as if it could cleanse the soul.
Seeing Rayleigh and Jabba retreat, Sengoku's giant golden Buddha face looked down at them indifferently, and he pushed his clasped palms forward.
The merged semi-transparent shockwave rings on his palms erupted, and a golden energy column, dozens of meters thick, shot out, aimed directly at them.
Rayleigh and Jabba's pupils constricted. With no time to evade, the massive energy column pushed them down into the sea.
BOOM!!!
Endless golden light exploded at the bottom of the sea, spreading outwards frantically, creating a hole hundreds of meters wide on the sea's surface, which slowly healed.
Sengoku looked indifferently towards the seabed. The two were not dead, their auras moving rapidly.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed golden, and he struck out at a certain spot.
Clang!
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At the broken peak of Cliffs Edge Sword.
Black mist and volcanic ash gathered thicker and thicker. This had little effect on Sakazuki, but it was becoming difficult for Whitebeard.
Although his physical condition far surpassed most people in the world, he still needed to breathe.
The volcanic ash and smoke inhaled into his lungs were not good for him in the long run, and he felt an urge to cough.
Whitebeard's mind stirred, and he stomped his foot, activating his ability. A massive atmospheric rift formed beneath him, and the erupting shockwave propelled him upwards.
He intended to break out of this black cloud cover.
Somewhere within the black clouds, Sakazuki's eyes flashed crimson. He stretched out his hands, and a tiny spark appeared between his palms.
With lightning-like speed, the spark circled the cloud cover in an instant.
Whitebeard, surging upwards, felt his hair stand on end. He channeled his ability upwards and waved, stopping in mid-air.
A sense of crisis repeatedly struck his mind.
He tossed his Naginata aside, channeled his ability with both hands, and struck outwards around him.
Instantly, countless atmospheric rifts enveloped Whitebeard's figure. He caught his falling Naginata and channeled his ability to swing it upwards, sealing the last opening.
The entire black cloud layer, composed of volcanic ash and smoke, was like a giant bomb, and the spark in Sakazuki's hand was the fuse.
Boom boom boom!!!......
A violent explosion formed a super mushroom cloud in the air, its radius unknown, stretching for miles. Even the nearly thousand-meter-tall Cliffs Edge Sword was like a small blade of grass in comparison.
The remaining parts of the Cliffs Edge Sword continued to collapse. Roger and Garp, who were rushing from afar, were blown back by the intense heatwave.
The impact on the two of them was unimaginable.
At Whitebeard's location, tiny cracks appeared all over, forming a large cocoon around him.
Inside the cocoon, Whitebeard's arm muscles and blood vessels burst, his arms trembling uncontrollably. His chest heaved, and he coughed up blood.
Just as the explosion occurred, the sense of crisis in Whitebeard's mind continuously surged, stimulating his nerves. Without hesitation, he channeled his ability with both fists.
Countless shockwaves hammered the surrounding space. He must have thrown an unknown number of punches in a short period.
He only stopped channeling his ability when his arm muscles tore and blood vessels burst, and the sense of crisis slightly weakened.
The intense channeling of his ability in such a short time also strained his body, causing violent vibrations to erupt within him, shaking his limbs and internal organs.
He continued to cough up blood, and the cracks slowly receded. Whitebeard looked towards a certain spot with murderous intent.
At the bottom of the fractured Cliffs Edge Sword, it was only a sliver away from plunging into the sea.
Sakazuki's form slowly began to coalesce. As long as the power reached a certain level, even Logia-type abilities could not completely avoid it.
Although Sakazuki was in a better state than Whitebeard, he was not much better off.
The violent explosion tore at his lava form. While the physical pain was less than Whitebeard's, the mental tearing was a great torment. As Sakazuki's body coalesced, he trembled slightly.
The speed at which his body reformed was far slower than before.
After seven or eight breaths, only half of his body had reformed, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth.
Slowly reforming, Sakazuki, with half his body above the lava, looked up at Whitebeard, whose cracks were continuously disappearing.
His trembling body was covered in cold sweat. He wanted to force a mocking smile, but when he moved his lips, they did not curve.
The tearing pain had not subsided, and he could not even control his body to make an expression.
While reforming his body, he stared intently at Whitebeard in mid-air.
The killing intent in their eyes mingled and erupted, a fight to the death.
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New World, the assembled Golden Lion Fleet.
Under the Golden Lion's control, the ships floated, heading in one direction. The Golden Lion gestured forward, and dozens of pirate ships charged towards the Skegree sea.
The Golden Lion stood at the bow of the lead ship, arms crossed, his golden hair fluttering as he looked ahead:
"Jajajajaja, Roger! Newgate!"
"Wait for me!!!!"
"Jajajajajajajajajajajaja!!!"
His hearty, arrogant laughter echoed through the sky and spread outwards......
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Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
After a brief discussion and decision, warships sailed out of port and headed towards the Red Line.
Fleet Admiral Kong and Admiral Zephyr, using the special ability of the government's ability users, transmitted information to G4 Branch first.
The fleet was led by the current Superintendent of the Marine Academy, Vice Admiral Morris.
Enel, on the other hand, appeared on Sakazuki's warship and set off with Carol towards the New World.
Evening......
New World, Marine G4 Branch. As three figures flashed in the sky above the sea.
Fleet Admiral Kong and Admiral Zephyr.
Engaging in battle!