[Final King's Ceremony: Supreme Domination]
Storm clouds gathered.
In God Valley, a bloody battle raged without pause.
"What kind of monstrous Conqueror's Haki is this...?"
Garp clenched his fist and met Rocks's slash head-on with another punch.
After all, he was the World King. Even with Roger and Garp's Conqueror's Haki combined, they could not even break through his defenses.
This was the absolute suppression of a powerful Conqueror's Haki over those beneath it.
Roger could also feel the hand gripping his sword trembling slightly.
"Yeah... this is really troublesome!!!"
He and Garp had both answered Rocks's request and prepared to take down the demonized Rocks.
But this monster before them was truly difficult to handle.
"Damn..."
As the two stood ready, Austin also noticed what was happening here.
Though there were not many people on the battlefield now, only three or four major combatants, it was even more intense than the so-called Summit War.
After all, the Summit War might have sounded grand, but most of its participants had merely been cannon fodder.
The true main characters had only been the admirals who had been slacking off, along with an elderly Whitebeard who already had one foot in the grave.
But what about now?
Roger and Garp at nearly their peak, two contenders who had reached the King level in their youth and prime, and a demonized Rocks who slaughtered ordinary admirals and emperors as easily as dogs.
And nearby stood the shadowy Imu, watching hungrily, with no one knowing what he was thinking.
Even Austin had to stay wary of that scheming bastard Imu on this battlefield. If he accidentally got turned black, it would all be over.
The future of this era would then belong to Imu alone forever.
Austin blasted apart the head of Imu's shadow