Giant World, the Red Line, Mary Geoise.
After watching Gawain and Imu gallop away and disappear from sight in the blink of an eye...
After summoning a forest of towering trees that blocked many enemies, Aramaki shouted loudly to the others around him.
"What the hell? How come the adults just disappeared while we were fighting?"
Damn it, if this continues, won't something bad happen to the adults?
Who has better Observation Haki than me? I only saw the adult disappear into the troposphere.
"I chuckle. Your Observation Haki it can even pull down meteorites, so you must be able to see much farther, right?"
"Indeed."
While using gravity to firmly suppress his opponent, Yixiao responded with a shout without turning his head.
"I did see further, but all I saw was the adults rushing towards the moon!"
They're incredibly fast; they might already be on the moon by now.
As they spoke, Yixiao, though unable to see, still raised her head.
At the same time, everyone else who heard the laughter couldn't help but look up at the sky.
It's not that they don't take the war seriously; it's just that even their opponents are looking up at the sky.
Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro took a deep breath and then said incredulously.
"It's my hometown. Did I really go back there to fight?"
Gawain, I never imagined this child would grow up to be this good so quickly.
He's really causing Imu a lot of trouble."
"Oh? Hometown? The moon?"
Across from Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, Mihawk, gripping the Black Blade Yoru tightly with both hands, pursed his lips and asked.
Why is the moon your so-called homeland?
Why did Gawain and that mysterious enemy specifically choose to fight on the moon?
Most importantly, how were they able to reach the moon?
As he spoke, Mihawk couldn't help but look up.
As one of the strongest individuals of this era, Mihawk naturally harbored thoughts of challenging the heavens.
He once used Geppo to rush towards the sky and the sun.
Only when he broke through the clouds, until he could vaguely see the arc of the planet beneath his feet...
He was stumped by the empty space ahead, where there was absolutely no foothold.
Although Geppo may seem to defy the rules of physics, Geppo is ultimately based on the friction between the feet and the air.
As a result, friction almost disappears in regions close to outer space.
Mihawk couldn't continue his challenge.
As for outer space, it has a unique oxygen-free environment, a vacuum state, and extremely low temperatures.
Those were tolerable for Mihawk.
In an anaerobic environment, Mihawk can hold his breath for an hour.
As for vacuum and ultra-low temperatures, those things are not as damaging as naturally learned attacks like those of Aokiji.
Armament Haki can withstand it.
In short, although Mihawk faced death in his failed challenge to the heavens, he also gained a broader perspective and greater strength.
The richer one's understanding of the world, the more profound and insightful the Haki of the strong will become.
Just as Mihawk couldn't help but recall his past, new signs suddenly appeared on the moon.
In the distance, Rayleigh, though old, had excellent eyesight and suddenly clapped his hands.
"Aha!"
He said in surprise.
"A ring of dust appeared on the moon. Although it was very small, if we consider the moon itself, it would be no less powerful than an attack that destroyed three or four islands!"
They actually managed to reach the moon!
"How... how could it be so powerful!"
As he spoke, Rayleigh suddenly felt a little frustrated.
Although he always says he's old, Rayleigh is young at heart; he never feels that he's really inferior to others.
But now...
He'd only been teaching this apprentice for a few years, yet the apprentice was already able to fight in areas he absolutely couldn't reach, against enemies he absolutely couldn't contend with!
In fact, Gawain was the one who started this war.
Given Gawain's cautious nature, since he chose to start a war at this moment, he clearly believes he can win!
So...
His own apprentice had already completely surpassed him.
And myself...
Compared to the new generation of young people on this vast sea, no matter how hard Shakky and I try on the ship, I am no longer young.
With a sigh from Rayleigh, Saint Shepherd Ju Peter nodded with satisfaction.
"As expected of Lord Imu and Little Gawain, only the two of them have such qualifications and abilities!"
When Lord Imu brought Gawain back, I could hardly believe it. He was Lord Imu's child, yet he looked so frail! Haha!
"Yes, she is indeed very frail. Who would have thought that the first child Lord Imu decided to conceive himself would not show any potential to become a strong person for two and a half years?"
It wasn't until later, when that brat was nearly killed by Rosward's stupid son with a single punch, and when that brat Awakening the domineering Haki of a tyrant.
Only now do I feel like things are finally a little normal.
But I can't figure it out either.
Even if that brat was born extraordinary, he shouldn't have evolved to his current form in just three and a half years!
"Hehe."
Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro suddenly interjected.
"Back when Little Gawain had just Awakening his Conqueror's Haki, we were keeping him hanging on, talking to him about this and that."
As a result, this kid almost died right in front of us.
If something had really happened to that kid back then, I would have regretted it terribly.
We almost got punished by Lord Imu by kneeling for a year and a half!
As he spoke, Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro straightened his blade again, holding it with both hands and aiming it at the relaxed Mihawk.
Mihawk may look relaxed, but that's his full-power performance.
There's nothing we can do about it; Mihawk doesn't have the habit of hiding his moves or reciting poetry.
He attacks everyone with a single, continuous strike; his basic attack is like Mihawk's ultimate move.
Unlike the more flashy and skill-intensive Three-Sword Style, which requires more charging techniques, the Black Blade Night, as a variant of the two-handed Zanbato, is used in a way that is both expansive and ingenious.
The Three-Sword Style requires more skill and charging time.
Because of his Three-Sword Style, Zoro's strength in wielding each sword is far less than that of other swordsmen who can wield swords with both hands.
When Zoro's absolute power in each sword strike is inferior to that of his enemy, he naturally needs profound skills and swordsmanship to truly defeat an evenly matched swordsman.
While calmly preparing his move, Mihawk nodded to Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro.
"As expected of an ancient legendary swordsman, your swordsmanship is indeed not of this era!"
Compared to other swordsmen at sea, you are indeed more pure, more dangerous, and more... old-fashioned!
I'm so happy to have met a swordsman like you!
When all the other swordsmen on this sea are like Shanks and Gawain, second-rate swordsmen who don't rely on swordsmanship as their sole skill.
Meeting you is truly my happiness!
"Ha!"
Hearing Mihawk's words, Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro laughed loudly in response.
"You little devil, you may be fierce, but you have an unexpectedly good tongue."
Old Du was also pleased that the way of the swordsman had not faded away.
Compared to those real monsters, swordsmanship may have its own unique characteristics, but it's still difficult to stand at the very top.
This ocean is ultimately ruled by Haki forces.
I hope you, little brat, will one day find a way to truly surpass Haki with swordsmanship!
As they spoke, their figures intertwined once more, and the First Generation Kitetsu and the Black Blade Yoru resumed their duel.
This time, not a single trace of sword energy was leaked from their battle.
Even their movements became much simpler, appearing to be nothing more than large, sweeping sword strikes.
From a distance, you might even think it's two children childishly playing a game of swordsmanship.
But how can this not be seen as a return to simplicity by the strong?
Meanwhile, on the battlefield between Sengoku and Kong.
After smashing Sengoku's fist away with one punch, Kong dodged twice and jumped directly onto Sengoku's shoulder.
Looking up at the plump profile and drooping golden earlobes of the Sengoku, Kong paused for a moment, then sighed.
"Damn it, those Five Elders actually get along quite well with Gawain's men!"
This really leaves me speechless. I'm even starting to lose interest in fighting. What's the point of fighting in the end? Besides causing more destruction to Mary Geoise, we might even have to become comrades-in-arms again after Gawain and that mysterious man have settled their score.
Aside from the God's Knights who were truly fighting hard, the Five Elders were all just slacking off. Of the five Mythical Zoan, only one used his Devil Fruit form, and that was Saint Saturn, whose right leg was injured by Rocks, causing his combat power to decline significantly.
Besides, all your skills were taught by me. I haven't held anything back from you. So, beating you is just like beating a larger version of myself.
You can't break their moves! You simply can't break their moves!
I feel like I'm forging iron, while you feel like you're hammering nails. What will determine our victory or defeat is nothing more than a physical contest that will last at least three days and three nights.
Alas, I am truly old now, no longer as capable as you disciples.
Physical strength? Where would I get the strength to compete?
"Relying on the physical strength I've built up over the years of grading documents in Mary Geoise?"
After saying that, Kong gave a carefree laugh and then simply lay down on Sengoku's shoulder.
He was originally Fleet Admiral in the navy, and he was a veteran who rose from the bottom of the sea to become a general, Fleet Admiral, and finally the commander-in-chief of the three services!
It can be said that his thinking has always been the purest form of marine thinking.
Even though he remained loyal to his identity as a soldier.
But in reality, when the entire navy is now willing to choose Gawain...
He, possessing the purest naval will, had in fact already betrayed Mary Geoise.
Looking at his teacher, who was casually basking in his golden Buddha-like aura while lying on his shoulder, the compassionate Sima Yi face of the Sengoku Buddha Form suddenly froze.
He glanced around, then quickly spoke to Kong.
"Teacher, please don't do this. At least make an appearance."
Even people like the Five Elders are now actively putting on a show, aren't they?
At least put on a show, otherwise Garp, that blunt guy, might come looking for you soon!
"Yes!"
Upon hearing this, Kong was so startled that he sat bolt upright, as if he were on his deathbed.
He punched Sengoku hard in the Sengoku, and the two immediately started Sengoku.
Compared to Sengoku, that old bastard Garp is the real trouble.
While Sengoku respected his teacher and valued the Way, his strength had not yet truly surpassed Zhan Guo's. In a fight against Sengoku, his teacher could at least save face for him.
But Garp...
If it were Garp instead, Kong would feel that his pride would be trampled into the mud by the nasty Garp!
Because Garp is not only very strong, but his personality is also even worse.
"What kind of disciples are they?!"
Leaving Kong Kong's current troubles, Garp, far away, is having a particularly good time.
While relentlessly punching the giant minotaur, Garp kept asking questions out of curiosity.
"I initially thought you were the only oddball among the Five Elders, but it turns out all five of you old geezers are this strong!"
And what about that so- God's Knights? Are those guys really Celestial Dragons like you?
If that's the case, then I really underestimated the Celestial Dragons!
I used to think you guys were trash, but now that I look at you, I realize that while your personalities are indeed all trash.
But in terms of ability, you do have people who are truly admirable!
That Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, is clearly better than you, but unfortunately, he's a swordsman.
And that freak with the moon-shaped head, that guy's pretty strong too, Redfield might not be his match.
You're a bit weaker, but you ended up being assigned to me. So, that kid Gawain wants me to defeat you as soon as possible to break the stalemate of this protracted war.
If any one of us on either side falls swiftly, the entire war situation will inevitably be affected.
Right now, it seems like Redfield is the one most likely to lose on our side.
As for you guys, if you don't have any more ways to hide, then in two hours at most, I'll be begging you not to die, hahaha!
Amidst the laughter, Garp delivered an indescribable over-the-shoulder throw, pinning Saturn's bull's head to the ground.
For some reason, ever since Saturn revealed his Minotaur form...
Garp always felt a little uneasy looking at his head.
After struggling to pull his head out of the mud, Saturn spat out pebbles in frustration.
"Shut up, you bastard..."
Why didn't Rocks beat you to death back then?!
What a disgrace that I've been grateful to such a foul-mouthed fellow for decades!
Garp, don't you have even a shred of the magnanimity of a strong person or respect for your enemies...?!
Before Saint Saturn could finish speaking, he was kicked hard in the butt by Garp had circled around behind him.
With a thud, Garp knelt on the ground and jumped onto Saturn's head, grabbing Saturn's horns with both hands.
"Wow, this horn is even stronger than Kaido's!"
Is this Mythical Zoan Minotauros?
So all five of you are Mythical Zoan?
Could you describe the abilities of each of the four of them?
Let me think, you are Saturn, one of the Five Elders, so you are the Minotauros controls and shakes the earth.
So, are they respectively mythical beasts representing Kaneki, water, etc.?
Damn it, if only I had studied some history back then, I wouldn't be so clueless about similar Mythical Zoan.
Hmph, if you can't remember, then don't think about it. Watch me take them down one by one.
Don't think that just because you're Gawain's elders, I consider him my boss.
So, haha!
Don't expect me to show you any mercy!
Saturn!