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Within a radius of nearly one kilometer around Shikoutazer.

Thick white mist was spreading everywhere, with pale blue currents flashing from time to time amid strange roars of surging airwaves.

"You really are persistent."

Within the mist, Garp moved like a bolt of black lightning.

At times, he sped close to the ground; at times, he leaped and shifted through the air; at times, he doubled back and turned sharply.

Every time, he narrowly avoided the blue lightning bolts shooting toward him from all directions.

Because he had noticed that this lightning was not ordinary electricity.

It was a special kind of energy containing some strange power, merely taking the form of lightning.

When it struck the body, it greatly weakened Armament Haki. It was very much like some kind of rule-based Devil Fruit ability.

This kept him from letting down his guard in the slightest, forcing him to maintain "full-body Armament Haki Hardening" at all times.

By comparison,

the powerful winds, flames, ice, earth spikes, and Great Swordsman-level Flying Slashes that occasionally emerged from the mist were things Garp could scatter with a casual slap.

The real issue was that this vast white mist could conceal the presence of living beings.

It made Garp, whose sensing range had been restricted, feel rather uncomfortable.

He had truly never encountered such a situation before.

More importantly, whenever he tried to charge out of the area, the enemy intensified their assorted attacks and forcibly stopped him.

They were clearly determined to trap him here for good.

How could Garp, who had always been looking forward to a satisfying all-out battle, possibly accept that?

Yet Yami Tsukahara the Sword Saint's Divine Dragon Mist and Great Swordsman-level Swordsmanship, combined with Director Isaac's Saint-level powerful alchemy, were enough to turn this entire area into an