Vice Admiral Garp, Unable to Rise Again

At this moment, Garp was like a gigantic humanoid punching bag.

Waves of excruciating pain spread rapidly from his abdomen and back throughout his entire body.

Although that level of power was not enough to make Garp lose consciousness, sweat continued to pour from him.

Worse still, even though he knew the situation was extremely unfavorable, Garp had no ability to fight back other than passively taking the blows.

In terms of speed, he was slightly inferior to Kaze's Stand.

His body was also being ravaged by electric currents in the tens of millions of volts.

The current Garp could forget about defending or dodging. He could barely even move a finger.

His face had turned pale as paper.

He looked utterly miserable.

Not far away, Kuzan noticed Garp's condition and could not help worrying.

"Mr. Garp."

He called Garp's name.

Hoping Garp could stay conscious.

He absolutely could not pass out.

Once he lost consciousness at a time like this—

Both their situations would become extremely dire.

It was practically an instinctive reaction.

A great amount of cold air erupted from Kuzan's lower body, using it as propulsion to move.

He tried to bypass Kaze and help Garp out of danger.

But how could Kaze possibly let Kuzan have his way now?

The moment he saw Kuzan make a move, Kaze deftly raised Famous Sword Enma above his head.

Black-purple energy burst from his wrist, complementing the Haki on Famous Sword Enma as it covered the entire blade.

The next instant, Kaze brought Enma down without mercy.

Though he did not aim directly at Kuzan—

The sharp blade still sliced through the air.

Whoosh!

Accompanied by a piercing sound, a black-purple crescent-shaped slash shot forward.

Its diameter easily exceeded ten meters.

It howled toward Kuzan's path.

In the blink