Sengoku's hand trembled slightly as he fought back his shock and asked, "You're injured? How bad is it?"
Garp's voice remained lighthearted. "Let's just say I almost didn't get the chance to answer your call."
Sengoku erupted in anger. "Why didn't you report something this serious?! Was it Pluton's attack that injured you?"
Garp sighed. "Attack, my ass. I didn't even get a clear look at Pluton. Someone beat me up this bad."
Sengoku was stunned. He had assumed Garp was hit by Pluton's bombardment. After all, who else in this world could possibly do this to Garp?
But Garp's next words sent Sengoku into a spiral of sheer terror.
"It only took him one punch."
After the call ended, Sengoku stood frozen in place, his mind blank. The conversation he had just had was simply too shocking to process.
How could there be someone in this world capable of defeating Garp with a single punch?
That was Garp, the Navy's legendary hero!
A man who was considered the rival of the Pirate King, Roger!
He was the idol of countless young Marines!
"This is too important… I need to—"
Just as Sengoku was about to report to Steel Bone Kong, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. A realization struck him.
Why had Garp chosen to keep this a secret?
"If a single person can be that powerful…"
"Could they really overthrow the Celestial Dragons' rule?"
Sengoku wasn't a loyalist to the Celestial Dragons. Like Garp, he had joined the Navy not to protect their authority but to uphold his own sense of justice.
"If this is real… I need to see it with my own eyes."
Now fully composed, Sengoku made the same decision as Garp. If those people weren't strong enough, they would die at the hands of the Navy.
But if they were strong enough…
Then why not let them step over their corpses and march on to Mary Geoise?
Upon receiving the intel, Steel Bone Kong ordered the fleet to set sail at full speed. He was determined to gather all available forces and annihilate the Revolutionary Army in one swift strike.
"Consider it my celebration for becoming Fleet Admiral!"
He clenched his fists, a twisted grin spreading across his face.
—
That night, the fleet arrived near the Calm Belt, where the remains of countless Marine warships littered the waters.
Sengoku's expression grew solemn. The Marine units that had sent intel earlier were now clearly wiped out.
"Damn it! We were too late! Those bastards got away!"
"Useless trash! They couldn't even stall for time!"
Steel Bone Kong roared in fury, slamming his fist onto the control panel. The alarm system blared in response.
"…They might not have left."
Sengoku felt a bitter taste in his mouth. If his guess was right, the Revolutionary Army wasn't fleeing.
They were lurking in the darkness, waiting for them.
"They aren't idiots. If they're still here, does that mean they actually want a head-on battle?"
"No matter how powerful Pluton is, can it take on thousands of warships at once?"
Steel Bone Kong glared at Sengoku in frustration. "What's wrong with you today? You've been out of it since this morning. Is your stomach still acting up?"
But Sengoku didn't answer. His eyes were fixed ahead—where a colossal shadow was slowly emerging from the darkness.
His fears had become reality. And he felt no joy from being proven right.
"Huh? What is that…?"
Steel Bone Kong's eyes widened as he finally made out the massive steel behemoth looming ahead.
"They really didn't run… They actually stayed here and waited for us…"
Sengoku's gaze hardened. "Prepare for battle, Fleet Admiral."
"Let me take the lead!"
—
Meanwhile, aboard Pluton, waves crashed violently as the massive ship surged forward.
Chu Yang stood on the deck, staring at the Marines' flagship.
"With so many enemy ships, most of Pluton's energy will be used for defense. We won't be able to fire too many shots."
"We need another way to break through," Tom said worriedly.
Even the mighty Pluton couldn't eliminate such a vast fleet all at once.
Pluton's true purpose was to counter the secret weapon of Imu and blast through the Red Line beneath Mary Geoise.
But Chu Yang simply shook his head.
"I never intended to break through, Mr. Tom. This is a massacre."
Tom was momentarily stunned. "Yang, I just explained—"
Before he could finish, he saw Chu Yang soar into the sky, flying over the fleet and straight toward the Marines' flagship.
Above his target, Chu Yang suddenly dropped.
Boom!
With sheer force, he smashed the hundred-meter-long warship, causing it to tilt violently before crashing back into the sea.
Sailors on the deck were thrown into disarray.
Amid the chaos, a lone figure stepped forward, striding toward Chu Yang.
"You were the one who fought Garp?"
Sengoku removed his coat, his expression grave.
Chu Yang nodded.
"Then do me a favor and convince me with your fists. Otherwise, I won't be able to rest easy."
Sengoku's body shone with golden light as he transformed into a massive golden Buddha. He raised his fist, coated in overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, and slammed it down.
"As you wish."
"Domain Expansion—Malevolent Shrine!"
A massive, eerie shrine materialized behind Chu Yang.
In that moment, to the onlookers, even the moon in the sky seemed to turn blood-red.
The scene was both terrifying and inexplicably beautiful.
The golden Sengoku appeared like a holy Buddha, fighting to purge evil.
Chu Yang, wielding the shrine, radiated an aura of an unstoppable demon.
Good and evil clashed.
Under the blood moon, a storm of violent slashes rained down like a cleansing purge upon the world.
Crack!
A fracture formed on the golden Buddha's arm.
Like a shattered mirror, cracks rapidly spread.
Sengoku's expression twisted in shock.
As the slashes intensified, his golden form could no longer endure.
He raised his arms, desperately trying to block the relentless attacks.
In mere moments, half his body went numb.
Sengoku coughed up a mouthful of blood.
His golden glow faded, revealing a body riddled with deep, bleeding wounds.
And then—
He collapsed.
"Grand Admiral Sengoku!!"
A blazing streak of fire shot across the sky and landed before Chu Yang. From within the burning magma, Sakazuki's face emerged, veins bulging with rage.
"You despicable bastard! How dare you ambush Admiral Sengoku!"
In Sakazuki's mind, there was no way the pirate before him could have defeated Sengoku head-on. The only explanation was that he had used underhanded means to launch a sneak attack.
His hands transformed into molten lava, surging toward Chu Yang. He was determined to incinerate this shameless opponent into ashes.
Just then, a pitch-black ancient sword flew out of the void, circling around Chu Yang. Streams of yellow spring water [Huangquan Water] gently flowed along the traces left by the sword's flight.
Huangquan Water could extinguish the flames of Ryujin Jakka, which burned as hot as the sun itself. Against it, Sakazuki's Magma-Magma Fruit was utterly insignificant.
Before the magma could even touch Chu Yang, it was already extinguished, turning into nothing more than ordinary black stone fragments.
Chu Yang wrapped Conqueror's Haki around [Fengdu], and with a flick of his fingers, the flying sword shot forward, aiming straight for Sakazuki's heart.
"My Haki isn't just for show!"
Sakazuki crossed his arms, coating them in Armament Haki, ready to take the attack head-on.
The next moment—
[Fengdu] pierced through his Haki with ease, impaling him through the chest and sending him flying before pinning him to the mast.
"This… this is impossible!"
Sakazuki's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the sword lodged in his heart.
He reached out, trying to pull the blade free, but his strength was fading fast. As his life force drained away, despair filled his eyes.
In the end—
Sakazuki was nailed to the mast, dying on the spot.
Chu Yang beckoned with a hand, and [Fengdu] swiftly flew back to him. Sakazuki's corpse plummeted from above, landing on the deck with a heavy thud.
The navy soldiers who witnessed this scene were overwhelmed with unspeakable despair.
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