World-ending?
That term was no longer enough to describe the scene before them.
Compared to this, the Summit War looked like children playing house.
It wasn't that the Summit War lacked intensity—it was that one against four at God Valley offered far better value!
Four Austins with identical appearances but vastly different fighting styles all turned toward their respective opponents.
After the Warp Fruit awakened and truly touched upon a fraction of space's immense power, the clones' abilities had begun to improve. The stamina consumption, however, was astronomical.
Fortunately, Austin had come well-fed.
Each of the current clones possessed strength comparable to most people at their peak. Every punch, kick, and slash carried Conqueror's Haki Infusion at a different point.
It was almost like they had each found their perfect match.
Just like in the Original Work, where King Luffy would face a new challenge and every person aboard his ship would have a corresponding opponent.
The sword-wielding Austin now stood before Roger, lightning flickering across his blade as he assumed the exact same stance.
"So you use a sword like me too? Hahahaha!!!"
Roger's hand was wrapped in the overwhelming Conqueror's Haki of a favored child of the era. He laughed heartily, his gaze toward Austin filled with approval.
"You dare take on four opponents alone? Don't go dying the instant this starts, Austin!!!"
"Divine Departure!!!"
Sword Austin's aura erupted in an instant. Conqueror's Haki no weaker than Roger's coiled around his blade as he took the same opening stance.
"Half-dead is possible, but... I will never die!!!"
"Divine Departure!!!"
Bang—
Crack crack crack—
The ultimate slashes collided, and the kings of two generations began their contest.
"Wahahahaha, what outrageous arrogance, you bastard Austin!!!"
The still-young Garp stared straight at the barehanded Austin before him. The battle intent