Chapter 399: The Battle Reaches a Fever Pitch

Chapter 399: The Battle Reaches a Fever Pitch

"Kuzan!"

Seeing Kuzan's condition, Sengoku grew anxious.

This young man was one of his greatest hopes—he couldn't fall here.

Sengoku unleashed a powerful palm strike, blasting Barrett away.

In the next second, he soared into the sky and cast his massive shadow over Tesla.

Instantly, Tesla's Observation Haki screamed danger.

"Damn it!"

A golden shockwave rained down.

Tesla elementalized in time to avoid most of it,

but still crashed down onto the ice below.

"Cough... cough..."

Blood trickled from Tesla's lips as his chest heaved up and down.

"You bastard!"

Seeing Tesla like this, Esdeath's hair whipped wildly.

Her Conqueror's Haki burst forth, enveloping the air in a pale blue torrent.

Waves of sword energy slashed toward Sengoku in all directions.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The blades struck Sengoku's golden Buddha form but did no damage.

"You must die, Sengoku!"

From behind, the stunned Barrett had already recovered.

His Conqueror's Haki erupted, and lightning arced across his body.

One punch—layered with Armament Haki, Conqueror's Haki,

and a mysterious demonic energy—slammed toward Sengoku.

The legendary strength of the Devil's Heir finally exploded.

This "Devil's Heir" title came from Barrett's unique mastery of an aura like demonic energy—

not quite Haki, but able to fuse with Haki and vastly increase offensive power.

Charlotte possessed a similar aura—one he called Yōki.

This was something he discovered years ago when fusing with his Seven Star Sword,

similar to Zoro's Asura state from the anime.

(Author's note: not original; this is a creative adaptation from canon to enhance the MC's power.)

Sengoku's golden body froze for a moment.

Sweat beaded on his forehead.

BOOM!

He was blown backward by the punch, a large fist imprint embedded in his golden back.

"Cough!"

Sengoku barely stabilized in midair.

"Sengoku!"

Garp shouted, panic rising.

"Worry about yourself first!"

Charlotte's sword came slicing down.

A thin cut appeared on Garp's right arm.

Garp refocused instantly and launched a punch at Charlotte's face—

but there was no impact.

His heart sank.

Whoosh!

A gleaming green sword slash came from behind.

Slash!

It tore across Garp's back.

Though the cut was deep, no blood flowed.

"What is this?!"

Garp stared at Charlotte in front of him—who smiled devilishly—

even though the attack had come from behind.

"Want to know?"

Charlotte chuckled.

"Then beat me first!"

Ghostly green flames danced around his body and blade.

Each strike left behind a strange trail of this eerie light.

Garp tried to punch again—

but his fist struck only an afterimage.

"An illusion?

Did you eat a Devil Fruit?!"

Garp growled.

Charlotte smirked.

"You tell me."

"Then go to hell!"

Garp roared and threw a powerful punch—coated in Conqueror's Haki.

This time, his fist connected—

Charlotte frowned.

"As I thought… it won't work on real masters."

He twirled his blade.

Green-red lightning clashed with Garp's black-red lightning.

"You're going to Impel Down today, Charlotte!"

Garp's eyes were fierce.

But Charlotte was calm—his body moved like flowing water.

He countered Garp's brute force with subtle deflection techniques—

an art he learned from a martial arts master in the West Sea.

With each parry, he shaved off five to six-tenths of Garp's power.

"If we're just talking hand-to-hand," Charlotte said,

"I can exhaust you."

But Garp, the battle-hardened hero,

started layering every strike with raw Conqueror's Haki.

Charlotte could no longer avoid them and had to clash head-on.

"You're getting old, Garp," Charlotte said between blows.

"Your punches aren't what they were twelve years ago.

I still remember when you and Roger fought Rocks—

that power was truly terrifying."

Garp said nothing.

His fists flew faster and faster—

shockwaves exploding with each strike.

The ice below shattered completely.

Now, both men fought in midair, leaping on Moonwalk (Geppō).

Even the Sea God's Poseidon, their massive ship,

was starting to drift as the battlefield shook violently.

No one dared approach the space between Garp and Charlotte.

Their battle threatened to tear open the sky.

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Meanwhile, Sengoku was also struggling.

After being hit once, Barrett's fists came crashing down like a storm.

Despite his towering size (over 5 meters),

his speed defied logic.

Every punch, wrapped in Haki and demonic aura, shook the battlefield.

Sengoku was barely blocking them all.

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Esdeath, after confirming Sengoku was pinned again,

grabbed Tesla and launched a relentless assault on Kuzan.

Sword lights slashed, lightning crackled,

cold winds howled—

The three of them fought within a maelstrom of frost and thunder.

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Ironically, the quietest battlefield was Akainu vs. Caesar.

Their fight had migrated to Sabaody Archipelago.

On Island 59, their clash had razed the terrain.

Compared to the other duels, this one was "calm"—

no Conqueror's Haki shockwaves or massive sword techniques.

Just pure fist-to-fang combat.

Akainu's right cheek had three deep claw marks.

Caesar's dragon tail had been scorched to cinders.

The war raged on.

And the tides…

had only begun to turn.

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