Im Making A Move!

"Damn it! I'll kill you!"

The bald old star roared in fury, his voice cracking under the weight of his rage. The sight of the blonde old star's obliteration sent him into a frenzy. Of the five figures representing the World Government's highest authority, he was now the last one standing.

Gripping the Third Generation Onitsu tightly, the bald old star infused it with a torrent of Armament Haki. The blade gleamed with an ominous, dark aura as his power peaked.

"Demon Saber Profound Truth: Ultimate Slash!"

With bloodshot eyes and a surge of hatred, he charged at Finn, his strike fueled by raw vengeance.

Finn, however, remained composed. Without the blonde old star to counter his energy attacks, the battlefield tilted in his favor. Enma, coated with his own superior Armament Haki, met the bald old star's blade with a thunderous clash. Sparks flew as the two swords collided, creating a storm of energy that lit up the battlefield.

The duel raged, swords clashing in rapid succession, their movements too fast for most to follow. Finn's strikes grew more fluid and precise, gradually overpowering his opponent.

The bald old star's breathing became labored as Finn summoned dozens of energy swords, directing them to flank him. The energy blades swirled like a relentless storm, leaving the bald old star no room to maneuver.

"Clang!"

The old star staggered back, his balance faltering. Finn seized the moment, his right fist punching the air with devastating force. The surrounding atmosphere compressed, forming a massive air cannonball shaped like an elephant's foot.

"Xixiang: Fourth Speed!"

The air cannon roared forward, an unstoppable force hurtling toward the bald old star. Without the blonde old star's black hole to absorb it, the sheer power of the attack was unavoidable.

"Boom!"

The impact was cataclysmic, slamming the bald old star into the ground with the force of an asteroid strike. His body crumpled, embedded deep into the battlefield like a shattered statue.

Finn descended from above, his expression cold and resolute. Without hesitation, he drove Enma through the old star's chest, the blade piercing straight through.

The bald old star's eyes widened in shock, his hands trembling as he reached for Finn, desperation in his gaze. But his strength ebbed as his life force drained away. His arms fell limp, and with a final shudder, he collapsed.

The bald old star had fallen.

The battlefield erupted into cheers as Marine soldiers roared in triumph. The once-mighty Five Elders, the pinnacle of the World Government's strength, were no more. Finn stood victorious, the symbol of resistance against the oppressive regime.

"Push forward!" Finn commanded, his voice booming across the battlefield. "Take down Pongle Castle and make history!"

The Marine forces surged with renewed determination, driving back the remaining World Government guards and CP0 agents. Victory seemed inevitable.

But just as hope reached its peak, an enormous beam of incandescent light tore through the air, striking Finn before anyone could react.

The blast was blinding, its speed and intensity leaving the Marines stunned. As the light faded, all that remained were charred fragments of ash drifting through the air.

"Marshal Finn!"

Cries of disbelief echoed across the battlefield. The invincible figure who had led them to the brink of triumph was gone. The soldiers froze, staring at the floating remnants of their leader in stunned silence.

On a terrace above Pongle Castle, a lone figure emerged. His pointed coat and hat gave him an eerie, otherworldly presence. He stood still, yet his aura commanded attention, demanding fear and reverence.

"Ants," the figure said, his voice calm yet cold. "Forcing me to intervene... what a nuisance."

"Who are you?!" Sengoku shouted, his voice trembling with anger and desperation.

The figure smirked faintly. "You are not worthy to know my name."

It was Im, the true ruler behind the World Government.

"Marine forces," Im continued, his tone unyielding. "Kneel and surrender. I may yet spare your lives."

"Bastard!" Garp's roar cut through the air as he charged toward Im, fists clenched with fury. But before he could reach his target, his body vanished in a flash of light.

Garp reappeared at Naval Headquarters, his teleportation Hearthstone activated. He blinked, momentarily disoriented, before realization dawned. A sly smile crept across his face.

"My grandson," he muttered, "you're not done yet, are you?"