A gust of wind surged.
A trajectory of light shot out from Kizaru's hand, a streak of golden brilliance soaring into the sky at astonishing speed, tearing through the air with violent force.
At the very mont Kizaru escaped over a hundred ters—
At the spot where he had just been—
"BOOOOM!!!"
Four massive purple Nightmare Serpents roared as they collided violently with each other.
The terrifying impact shook the surrounding space, causing faint cracks of darkness to ripple outward.
Circles of purple shockwaves spread in all directions, the air itself exploding under the pressure.
"Hiss—hiss—hiss—!"
The four serpents smashed into each other so hard their heads were crushed to pieces.
But in the next mont—
Their shattered heads lifted once more, their eyes filled with savage intent as they locked onto Kizaru in the sky.
Purple nightmare energy surged.
In just an instant—
All four serpents were completely restored.
Their massive tails lashed through the air as they shot forward once more, chasing Kizaru relentlessly.
A piercing sound echoed through the sky as trails of purple nightmare energy stretched behind them like blazing tails, refusing to dissipate.
"Yasakani no Magatama!!!"
With a shout, golden light erupted behind Kizaru.
Both hands moved rapidly, condensing dazzling golden energy before him, forming a dense barrage—like a wall of golden bullets.
The golden barrage descended like a torrential storm—
But with far greater destructive power.
Each energy projectile carried imnse force as they rained down without restraint.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM—!"
The explosions chained together into a continuous roar.
The unleashed energy swept across several kiloters, wave after wave of visible golden shockwaves mixed with traces of purple nightmare energy expanding outward.
Wherever it passed, the air shattered violently, and the sea below trembled under the invisible pressure.
Countless golden beams plunged into the ocean, detonating massive waves that surged skyward.
If the Marine warships had not already retreated—
This aftermath alone would have been enough to wipe them out completely.
Before true power—
Ordinary forces were nothing more than insignificant insects.
No amount of artillery could harm Kizaru in the slightest—
Yet the aftermath of a single one of his attacks could annihilate countless Marines.
At the center of the explosions, a massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky, golden light dazzling as it engulfed everything.
"Hiss—hiss—hiss—!"
Midair—
Kizaru's expression, previously filled with anticipation, suddenly changed.
Hearing that familiar hissing sound—
His pupils shrank sharply.
Below—
Within the smoke-filled sky—
Eight massive Nightmare Serpents, entirely purple, lunged toward him from all directions.
What?!
Not only had these creatures not been destroyed—
They had multiplied?!
Cold sweat slid down Kizaru's forehead, dripping toward the sea below.
You had to understand—
Yasakani no Magatama was one of his strongest techniques.
That dense barrage of photon energy, combined with its destructive power, was no weaker than Akainu's teor-like magma assault.
And yet—
After unleashing it twice in succession—
Not only had he failed to damage the enemy—
The single serpent had beco eight!
Just what kind of monsters were these?!
"The Nightmare Serpents are born from nightmares!"
"And with your current strength, you are far from capable of breaking through the dinsional barrier to harm them!"
Leaning lazily against the massive wooden box once more, Ghost Forest crossed his arms and glanced at Kizaru, speaking in a relaxed tone.
His strength might not be among the strongest of the Thirteen Great Generals—
But in certain situations, his ability was even more troubleso than Hanfeng Linlin's.
That bizarre nightmare power—
Could not be dispersed, making it impossible to guard against.
Without the proper counterasure, even an Admiral would find it difficult to break through his nightmare domain.
"Nightmare power…?"
"So this is the ability of Nether Race General Ghost Forest…"
"This power… is even more bizarre than a Devil Fruit…"
Garp and the others were montarily stunned, their eyes flickering.
They searched through their mories, yet could not recall any Devil Fruit capable of controlling nightmare power like this.
This ability…
Was troubleso.
They had no idea how to deal with it.
"If his strength isn't enough to break through this nightmare power…"
"Then what about mine?"
Garp clenched his massive fists, his expression turning cold as he stepped forward.
"Crack—crack—crack—!"
Jet-black Armant Haki rapidly covered his fists.
Already massive, they beca even more indestructible under the coating of Haki.
Dark energy swirled around his body, his entire aura shifting instantly, all traces of his previous laziness vanishing.
Under normal circumstances, Garp might not care about such matters—
But at this mont—
He fully understood the gravity of the situation.
If they couldn't deal with these three Nether Race generals quickly—
Who knew what other monsters might appear?
Who knew what they were planning?
"Iron Fist! Burst!"
With a roar, Garp slamd his foot into the ground and shot forward like a cannonball.
His speed was so great that even Kizaru was montarily outpaced.
The force of his acceleration whipped up a violent storm.
His right fist, coated in black Armant Haki, drew back behind his shoulder.
Terrifying energy gathered continuously, the sheer pressure causing even the air to tremble.
Shockwaves exploded outward, the surrounding space growing heavy under the overwhelming force.
"Nightmare Serpent!"
Locked onto by such terrifying power, Ghost Forest's expression changed as he shouted.
The eight serpents chasing Kizaru vanished instantly, dissolving into streams of purple nightmare energy.
The dense energy gathered before him, roaring as it condensed—
Forming a colossal Nightmare Serpent hundreds of ters long.
Its body was nearly tangible, its purple scales gleaming with eerie brilliance.
"BOOM!!!"
In the next instant—
Garp's fist slamd down upon the serpent's head.
The overwhelming force exploded on impact, waves of energy rippling outward as the scales shattered and scattered through the air.
The seemingly indestructible purple scales were torn apart instantly under Garp's blow.
They crumbled into fragnts, dissolving into streams of nightmare energy.
Under that crushing power—
The massive serpent began to collapse.
In just two seconds—
The hundred-ter-long Nightmare Serpent was completely destroyed.
It dissolved into purple energy that surged around Ghost Forest.
"RUMBLE—!"
Space fractured, energy waves tearing through the air.
The violent impact sent massive waves surging across the sea.
Garp's fist struck where Ghost Forest had been—
The ocean below erupted, a tsunami rising dozens of ters high.
The very space cracked with jagged fissures.
Yet—
Ghost Forest had already vanished.
"That one's mine…"
Turning slowly, Garp glanced at Kizaru, Commander CP0-7, and the others before fixing his gaze on a distant area.
"You deal with the other three together. Don't drag it out—take them down as fast as possible!"
With those words—
Garp shot forward once more, his fists wrapped in black Armant Haki.
"Nightmare Serpent!!!"
At his destination, purple nightmare energy surged again as Ghost Forest's voice echoed.
"Hiss—hiss—hiss—!"
Countless hissing sounds filled the air.
Within the purple mist—
Sixteen Nightmare Serpents burst forth, each dozens of ters long.
Their eyes were cold and devoid of emotion, sending chills through anyone who looked at them.
"BOOM—! BOOM—!"
But standing before them—
Was Garp, the Hero of the Marines.
A man whose physical strength stood at the very peak of the seas.
With a single punch—
He shattered two or three serpents instantly.
Even the residual force of his strike destroyed another behind them.
Ghost Forest's true strength was only at the Admiral level—
Slightly stronger than Ironblood Wushuang, who had only just reached that level.
Under such circumstances—
He had no way of confronting soone like Garp, who stood at the level of the Four Emperors.
If not for the strange nature of his nightmare ability—
He wouldn't even be able to stall him.
Facing Garp's relentless advance—
The pressure weighed heavily on Ghost Forest's mind.
Those once unstoppable Nightmare Serpents—
Were nothing more than toys before Garp.
"As long as I can hold out until the Grand Marshal arrives…"
Ghost Forest's expression darkened as he gritted his teeth.
His figure vanished once more into the sea of purple nightmare energy.
His goal was never to defeat Garp—
That was impossible.
All he needed to do—
Was stall this battle until Defying the Heavens returned.
To keep their attention away from Impel Down.
Defying the Heavens might be powerful—
But with his role-playing progress only at sixty percent—
He was rely sowhat stronger than a Four Emperor.
If the World Governnt intervened and stopped him—
This entire operation could collapse.
And the Nether Race would suffer heavy losses, their authority shattered.
Seeing Garp almost completely suppressing Ghost Forest—
And realizing that the nightmare power could now only be used defensively—
Commander CP0-7 exchanged glances with Aokiji and the others.
They nodded.
It was ti.
Magma surged.
The surrounding air temperature rose rapidly as Akainu stepped forward, his expression cold and ruthless.
"Hound Blaze!"
Massive pillars of magma, each thousands of ters in diater, shot into the sky, unleashing waves of scorching heat as they crashed toward Hanfeng Linlin.
At the sa ti—
Aokiji moved as well.
With both hands extended, freezing energy surged outward, layer upon layer of air solidifying as he advanced.
He was particularly interested in Hanfeng Linlin—
A Nether Race general whose abilities resembled his own.
"Yo… yo… yo… this esteed Nether Race general…"
"You seem to be in a bit of trouble…"
Before Akainu's magma could land—
Kizaru appeared beside Hanfeng Linlin, golden light flickering as he spoke with a teasing smile.
"Hmph!"
"They're nothing more than humans!"
Snorting coldly, Hanfeng Linlin drove her weapon, Silver Fla, into the void.
In the next mont—
A blizzard erupted.
Endless cold energy poured out from the weapon.
Her aura surged rapidly, climbing higher and higher.
"Today…"
"I'll let you ignorant humans of this era witness…"
"The ultimate secret art of the Nether Race!"
Standing amidst the raging storm, her expression remained unchanged.
The blizzard surrounding her intensified, while the weapon Silver Fla burned with frigid brilliance.
Gripping it with both hands—
As her aura reached its peak—
A sharp light flashed in her eyes.
"Break the Limit! Silver Fla!"
The mont her voice fell—
The already overwhelming power exploded.
Boundless cold spread outward, engulfing everything.
An ice domain began to form.
The freezing winds surged, sealing everything in their path.
The raging blizzard swept forward—
Colliding directly with the incoming magma pillars.
"BOOOOM—!!!"
The clash between extre cold and molten magma erupted violently.
Endless steam billowed, covering the sky and blocking all vision.
And before everyone's eyes—
Akainu's attack…
Was stopped.
The magma pillars, radiating scorching heat, shattered through hundreds of ters of freezing energy—
But ultimately—
Their heat was completely drained.
Frozen solid within the extre ice domain—
Becoming part of it.
As the freezing energy surged, the three magma pillars collapsed.
Countless people stared in disbelief.
Even though—
That wasn't Akainu's ultimate move—
It was still a full-powered attack from an Admiral.
And yet—
It had been completely neutralized.
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