Demon Rocks stood on the shore, his pitch-black eyes fixed on the direction Alice had disappeared. He remained motionless for several seconds.
He seemed to be... making sure.
Then he turned around.
Shells rained down on him, and explosions swallowed him whole.
But when the smoke cleared, he walked out completely unharmed.
"Target confirmed eliminated." Demon Rocks muttered, his voice devoid of emotion. "Executing second directive: eliminate all life on the island."
He charged back into the island.
This time, it was indiscriminate slaughter.
"Stop! Captain Rocks!" An old crew member of the Rocks Pirates stood in his way.
"Don't you recognize me? I'm—"
A Black Blade flashed past, and his head went flying.
"What's happened to Captain Rocks?!"
"Run! The captain's gone mad!"
But running was futile.
Demon Rocks was too fast, too strong, and too tough.
He moved through the island like the Grim Reaper, leaving only corpses in his wake.
Just as he charged toward a group of fleeing Marines—
A figure shot in from the left like a cannonball!
"Fist Bone: Meteor—"
Black-and-red Haki coiled around Garp's right fist. The air in front of it compressed to its limit, forming a cone-shaped shockwave visible to the naked eye!
Almost simultaneously, a flash of a blade lit up on the right!
"Divine Departure—"
Roger's slash was no longer mere sword energy. It was a blade of light formed by compressing his Conqueror's Haki to its absolute limit, capable of cutting through concepts!
The two struck Demon Rocks from either side at the same time!
Boom—!!!
Demon Rocks's body was hurled away.
Amid the smoke, Demon Rocks slowly rose to his feet, as if the attacks had done him no harm.
As it turned out, Rocks had trained his Conqueror's Haki to the point where it could take