Impossible!
The Ancient King could not have lived for four thousand years!
No—he wasn't the Ancient King at all!
He was nothing more than a fraud… a lucky impostor!
But clearly—
Kazama Haruto had no intention of giving them ti to think.
In the brief mont of their shock—
The overwhelming tide of Noble Phantasms surged forward.
Blades gleaming with lethal sharpness tore through the sky, ripping open endless jagged fissures.
A streak of gold flashed—
And in the next instant—
The entire storm of treasures descended!
The incoming barrage caused both Kuzan and Borsalino's Observation Haki to erupt in urgent warning.
This—
Was a fatal threat!
"Ice… Ice Shield!"
Bending his knees slightly, Kuzan thrust both hands forward and roared.
Extre cold surged outward.
Frost gathered rapidly before him—
Forming a towering ice wall over a hundred ters tall and dozens of ters thick.
Under the sunlight, the ice glead with a crystal-like brilliance—
srizing and deadly.
In the next mont—
Golden light crashed into it!
"BOOOOM—!"
The ice wall, ford from absolute cold, was bombarded by endless Noble Phantasms.
Fragnts of ice exploded outward—
Cold air surged, blanketing the sky.
Within the clash of gold and frost—
Before long—
The entire sky was engulfed in freezing mist.
But the golden torrent pressed on relentlessly.
Layer after layer of ice shattered—
The frozen barrier was gradually destroyed!
Without hesitation—
Kuzan and Borsalino transford into their elental forms—
Shooting upward and retreating instantly!
"RUMBLE—!"
The golden flood of Noble Phantasms surged skyward—
Shattering everything in its path!
The heavens trembled.
Clouds were torn apart entirely—
Leaving the sky clear for thousands of miles.
The blazing sun shone down unobstructed upon Split Fang Island.
"Slash—!"
A cold, sharp sword energy cut through the air.
A pitch-black slash tore apart the falling magma, shredding it entirely.
Dracule Mihawk stood amidst the ruins, his sharp gaze fixed firmly upon Kazama Haruto in the sky.
His usually calm expression—
Was now filled with shock.
"This man…"
"What exactly is he?"
He murmured to himself.
For the first ti in a long while—
Mihawk found his emotions stirred so violently.
Since witnessing the Ancient King—
His calm had been shattered again and again.
More than in the past ten years combined!
Too powerful!
The Ancient King's strength—
Was simply overwhelming!
To stand alone—
Against all three Admirals—
And still suppress them!
Mihawk had road the seas for years—
Yet he had never heard of such power.
Let alone seen it!
Even his friend—
One of the Four Emperors, Shanks—
Would already be at his limit facing two Admirals!
And yet—
This Ancient King—
Was suppressing all three?!
Could it be…
That his strength had surpassed the Four Emperors?
Surpassed that ultimate ceiling that stood before all beings on the seas?!
And it wasn't just his strength—
His terrifying, mysterious thods of attack—
Also left Mihawk in deep shock.
A creation-type ability?
No…
What kind of power could create so many divine weapons?
To put it bluntly—
From just a glance at the torrent of Noble Phantasms—
Mihawk could tell that many of them were at least on the level of the fad swords of the sea!
And several—
Possessed a presence rivaling, even surpassing, his own black blade, Yoru—
Comparable to Durandal itself!
Such an overwhelming arsenal—
Even for the world's greatest swordsman—
Was sothing he had never seen before!
This grand, overwhelming spectacle—
Was engraved deeply into the minds of everyone on Split Fang Island—
A mory they would never forget for the rest of their lives!
"Whoosh—!"
Tearing through the air—
Sakazuki, his body wreathed in magma, descended behind Kuzan and Borsalino.
On the other side—
The clash between the Chain of Heaven and the teor Volcano finally subsided.
Scorching heat spread across dozens of miles—
Engulfing the entire island and the surrounding sea.
Mountains collapsed—
Forests were entirely burned away—
Even the surrounding ocean began to boil, thick white steam rising endlessly.
Total devastation!
Split Fang Island—
Had been reduced to utter ruin.
Molten lava replaced the greenery and earth—
Flowing like deep scars carved into the land.
From afar—
The entire island looked as though it had been torn apart—
Broken into endless fragnts.
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