"BOOM—!!!"
An endless barrage of golden light rained down in dense waves.
Explosions chained together, sweeping across a radius of thousands of ters.
Blinding golden radiance engulfed the entire Alabasta Kingdom. Within the royal capital, countless people were forced to shut their eyes, nearly blinded by the overwhelming flashes.
Layer upon layer of golden shockwaves surged outward from the center of the explosion, tearing through the air and distorting space itself.
The ground shattered.
Countless chunks of earth—so several ters wide, others over ten ters across—were hurled into the sky, carried by the violent aftershocks as they ravaged everything around them.
Gradually…
The violent aftermath began to subside.
And when everything finally cald—
The land within several thousand ters of the blast center had been scorched black, riddled with countless craters. Not a single patch remained intact.
Thin wisps of charred smoke rose from the pits.
Residual energy still flickered ominously, arcs of electricity snapping and shattering fragnts of stone from ti to ti.
Above that devastated expanse—
Only a single figure remained.
That golden figure stood suspended in the sky, radiating supre kingly authority, unmoving—eternal.
The terrifying explosion hadn't even damaged a single strand of his hair.
"Buzz—"
Golden ripples spread.
The Chain of Heaven, along with the halberd and the scythe blade, gradually faded from existence.
Arms crossed, crimson eyes fixed on the now distant speck that was Kizaru, Kazama Haruto curled his lip in disdain.
"Tch… so this is the Marine Headquarters' highest combat power?"
From that brief exchange, Kazama Haruto confird once again—
With his current 90% synchronization to Gilgash—
He had already surpassed the level of the Four Emperors.
During the clash, he hadn't even gone all out.
Even the Chain of Heaven had yet to unleash its true might.
If he had—
He was confident he could have kept Kizaru there.
Of course—
Kizaru hadn't used his full strength either.
"But even surpassing the Four Emperors… is only the beginning…"
Muttering softly, Kazama Haruto slowly rose higher into the sky, casting a aningful glance toward the vast blue sea below.
"Everything beneath this ocean…"
"Is still waiting for you all… to uncover it."
As his words fell—
Golden light surged.
Kazama Haruto shot forward, tearing through the air and leaving behind violent shockwaves.
His speed—
Even surpassed Kizaru's.
Only after his figure had completely vanished—
Did the people of Alabasta's royal capital gradually co back to their senses.
Their widened eyes swept across the ruined land spanning thousands of ters, and the sound of sharp gasps echoed endlessly.
"He ran! That man ran!"
"That mysterious man actually forced a Marine Admiral to flee!"
"How is that possible…? Isn't that the highest combat power of the Marines… a force that dominates the seas? And this so-called Ancient King is just soone we've never even heard of!"
…
anwhile—
On the Grand Line, a streak of golden light flashed across the sky.
It tore through the air, sending massive waves crashing outward on both sides.
Several pirate ships were overturned by the surging tides, their crews cast into the sea—only to be devoured by Sea Kings lurking below.
Maintaining maximum speed, Kizaru flew for three full hours before finally slowing down.
"Haah… haah…"
The golden light faded.
Revealing Kizaru's slightly disheveled figure.
Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead as he breathed lightly.
Turning back, he glanced behind him.
Only after confirming that the figure was nowhere in sight—only after the oppressive aura had completely vanished—
Did he finally co to a full stop.
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Kizaru let out a heartfelt sigh.
"That Ancient King…"
"He's strong like a damn monster…"
This ti—
There was no trace of his usual teasing tone.
Only genuine sincerity.
The pressure he felt from the Ancient King—
Surpassed even that of the Four Emperors.
Those inexplicable weapons…
Attacks that carried no Seastone, no Haki—
Yet still posed a deadly threat to him.
That calm composure—
That gaze that looked down on him as if he were nothing more than an insect—
That absolute, unshakable arrogance…
For the first ti in many years—
Kizaru felt it again.
The feeling of being weak.
As if—
Even as a Marine Admiral—
He was nothing more than prey before the Ancient King.
After a mont of silence, Kizaru took out a specially made Den Den Mushi from his coat.
His voice turned serious.
"Mosshi mosshi… this is Kizaru."
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