Combatant Eye Dragon—a boxer whose punches were wide and powerful, each strike capable of sending a group of pirates flying. In his youth, he had participated in the New World's martial arts tournament and won the championship.
Combatant Mireuten—a small old man dressed in Nordic Viking-style leather armor, wielding a massive meteor hammer larger than himself. He swung the meteor hammer in sweeping arcs across the deck, knocking all pirates attempting to board into the sea.
Under the fierce resistance of the Roger Pirates' combatants, the pirates trying to board fell into the ocean like dumplings dropping into boiling water.
High above, the battle between Roger and Golden Lion raged on. The two fought from the sky to the sea and back again, churning the waters and darkening the skies wherever they passed.
Golden Lion's twin sabers were swift as lightning, each strike carrying devastating force. His Float-Float Fruit ability allowed him to move freely through the air, attacking from unpredictable angles.
Yet Roger showed no sign of being outmatched. His sword style was simple and direct, but contained unparalleled power, embodying the principle of overwhelming force breaking all techniques.
"Roger!" Golden Lion roared, "Why can't you understand?! If we join forces, the entire world would be ours!"
Roger deflected the twin sabers with a sweep of his blade, grinning widely: "Shiki, what you don't understand is—I don't want the world at all!"
He charged forward again, Ace slashing downward!
"I only want—to sail freely!"
Clang——!!!
Their weapons collided again, Haki radiating in all directions!
The residual energy from their clash pressed a massive crater hundreds of meters wide into the sea surface.
Golden Lion gritted his teeth: "Stubborn fool!"
Roger laughed heartily: "That's just who I am!"
They engaged once more, blades flashing and Haki surging.
Meanwhile, on the distant horizon, twenty Navy warships approached at full speed.
"Fire!"
At Sengoku's command, the heavy cannons of twenty Navy warships erupted simultaneously.
Boom boom boom boom——!!!
Hundreds of cannonballs streaked across the sky like black meteors, pouring down upon the Golden Lion Pirates' fleet.
Kaboom kaboom kaboom——!!!
Explosions erupted one after another.
Flames shot skyward as debris scattered everywhere.
The Golden Lion Pirates, caught off guard, were thrown into complete disarray.
"Enemy attack! It's the Marines!"
"Damn it! When did they get here?!"
"Take cover! More cannonballs incoming!"
Amid the chaos, the Golden Lion Pirates' formation completely collapsed.
High above, Golden Lion broke from his fierce battle with Roger to look toward the commotion. When he saw the twenty warships lined up on the horizon rapidly approaching, his face instantly darkened.
"Damn it!"
He roared, deflecting Roger's saber and floating backward several meters.
Roger also saw the massive fleet.
He sheathed his sword and stood firm, frowning slightly as he said seriously:
"Shiki, if we continue fighting like this, the Navy will just reap the benefits.
Why don't we join forces first to fight the Navy together.
We can settle our matters after we've driven them back."
"Hmph!"
Golden Lion snorted coldly, then his figure transformed into a golden streak of light, shooting toward the Marine fleet.
"Lion's Might: Sea Swirl—!"
Golden Lion swung both sabers simultaneously!
Whoosh—
Countless seawater surged skyward, rapidly coalescing and taking shape in mid-air—
Forming ten enormous lion heads!
Each lion head stood a hundred meters tall, jaws wide open as they lunged toward the Marine fleet.
The ten giant lions formed from seawater lined up in a row, as if ready to swallow the entire fleet whole.
On the Marine fleet's side.
"What... what is that?!"
"We're done for! We're going to be swallowed!"
The Marines paled as they watched the massive wave lions bearing down on them.
At that moment, Aokiji slowly stepped forward, exhaling a cold breath as he observed the approaching wave lions.
Then, he leaped down, landing on the sea's surface.
His hands plunged into the ocean.
"Ice Age—!"
Absolute zero freezing energy erupted wildly from his hands, instantly spreading outward!
Crack—crack—crack—!!!
The sea surface rapidly froze!
Not just a small area—everything within several kilometers was completely frozen!
The ten roaring wave lions, just moments before crashing into the warships, transformed into ten massive ice sculptures.
Their forms were lifelike, jaws agape, as if frozen in time at the final moment.
Simultaneously, the pirate ships of the Golden Lion Pirate Crew, which had been sailing freely moments before, found their hulls frozen solid within the thick ice, unable to move.
"What?!"
"The hulls are frozen?!"
"Damn it! What kind of ability is this?! It's terrifying!"
The pirates shouted and clamored, trying to hack through the ice with axes and blades, only to find the ice harder than steel, leaving mere white scratches.
Aokiji stood calmly on the ice, hands in his pockets.
"Don't waste your effort. My ice isn't so easily broken."
Just then—
"Roger—!!!"
A furious roar thundered like a crack of lightning!
Garp!
He shot skyward from a warship, his entire body like a cannonball fired from its barrel, hurtling toward Roger.
Black-red Haki lightning erupted around him, crackling and exploding, trailing a long tail of flame through the air.
Roger watched his old friend charging toward him and sighed helplessly.
"Garp, am I the only pirate in the entire New World? Why do you always chase after your old friend?"
He gripped his saber tightly, his figure shooting forward like a cannonball to meet Garp.
"Divine Departure—!"
A single swing of his saber!
Countless Conqueror's Haki lightning bolts burst from the blade, black-red arcs crackling and sizzling in the air.
"Meteor Fist—!"
Garp raised his Iron Fist, coated in Haki, and threw a heavy, powerful punch.
The air in front of his fist compressed to its limit, forming a visible conical shockwave.
Saber and fist collided violently in mid-air!
Boom—!!!
A cataclysmic energy shockwave exploded outward!
Scattered Haki and shockwaves swept through the surroundings like a hurricane!
The ice surface cracked with countless fissures, and the nearby ships rocked violently.
Both men staggered back several steps, then—
Charged forward again!
Blade flashes and fist shadows intertwined!
Meanwhile, Golden Lion had completely lost his temper.
"Annoying Marines! All of you, die!!!"
He swung both sabers at high speed!
One second—ten slashes? One hundred? One thousand?
No one could see clearly.
All they witnessed were hundreds of golden slashes roaring forth from his blade.
Like a meteor shower of gold, they poured down upon the Marine fleet in an overwhelming deluge.
Each slash was powerful enough to cleave a warship in two!
A thousand slashes unleashed at once were enough to tear the entire fleet to shreds!
"Yoo~ How terrifying~"
A teasing voice rang out.
Kizaru—Borsalino.
His body dissolved into particles of light, vanishing from his original position in a flicker of golden radiance, only to reappear mid-air in the next instant.
He crossed his arms over his chest.
"Yasakani no Magatama."
As the words left his lips, countless orbs of light materialized out of thin air behind him.
Each orb was the size of a fist, glowing golden and radiating scorching brilliance.
The next moment—
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!!!
Innumerable light orbs shot forth like a golden downpour, blanketing the sky as they raced to meet Golden Lion's Thousand Slash Valley.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—!!!
Golden slashes and golden light orbs collided mid-air, triggering a chain of explosions.
The sky was dyed gold, the brilliance of the blasts so intense it blinded the eyes.
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