A Shock from the Ninja World for This World!

The wind grew a bit colder.

Akainu... is dead.

There was no blood, no corpses, not even charred remains in the air.

Sakazuki was thus "eliminated" from this world.

It's as if they never existed.

"... How... how is this possible...?"

Sengoku's pupils contracted sharply, and the veins on his forehead seemed about to burst. His rationality, which had always been in control of the situation, cracked at this moment.

Even he didn't see clearly how Akainu was defeated.

It wasn't defeat, but rather—being stripped of its very existence from the battlefield.

That finger... wasn't a Devil Fruit, nor Armament Haki... it wasn't even... a rule of this world.

Kizaru's eyes sharpened like never before, his nonchalant smile vanished, and he stared intently at Uchiha Yoru, a rare occurrence for him.

Aokiji gritted his teeth, his face deathly pale. "It's suppression at the conceptual level... similar to 'death,' but more than just death..."

"His fighting style is not what we understand."

The Whitebeard Pirates also fell into an unprecedented silence.

Not far away, Jinbe's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he whispered:

"This doesn't seem like a contest of strength... it's more like a judgment."

"As long as he disagrees, he can deny the existence of everything."

"Who exactly are you...?"

The voice of the Sengoku was like the rumble of thunder before a storm, carrying suppressed anger and incomprehensible fear.

"You're not a pirate, nor Revolutionary Army... you're the demon who destroyed Akainu!"

Uchiha Yoru slowly raised his eyes, his gaze sweeping over the area below the execution platform and landing on Sengoku, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"You villains are really something, always asking these kinds of questions."

I said--

"I do not belong to this land."

His tone was as calm as a footnote in a judgment, yet it made the surrounding air gradually freeze.

"I am Uchiha Yoru —the ultimate creation of the Ninja World, the one who ends the war."

"I did not come here because of your conflicts, but I have witnessed this continent's desecration of 'order'."

He slowly took a step forward, his Sharingan slowly rotating, red and black intertwining, like a burning wheel of judgment.

So... I've decided.

"On this land, we will reshape the 'rules of the Ninja World '."

"Start with Marineford."

Boom!!!

The air exploded, the sky rumbled, as if the entire atmosphere was responding to that statement.

"You killed Sakazuki!" Sengoku roared, his cloak billowing open, the golden light of Buddha flickering within. "Do you intend to make an enemy of the entire World Government!?"

"Enemy?" Uchiha Yoru scoffed, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.

Do you think I'm an 'enemy'? No--

"I'm cleaning."

"Cleanse you zombies with twisted justice, and this decaying world clinging to the past."

He glanced around as if looking at a group of foolish actors:

"Can't you see?"

This world is long dead.

"So I came here to make it hurt."

"Let it know... what it means to be shocked by the Ninja World!"

After speaking, he slowly raised his finger and gently flicked it against the ground beneath his feet.

Bang!

An invisible wave spread out, and the ground suddenly cracked!

The earth collapsed like paper, the entire execution platform trembled violently, and the high walls of the Marine Headquarters crumbled inch by inch, as if the entire Marineford had been plunged into a high-dimensional shock!

"You bastard!!"

A sudden, furious shout rang out, as loud as thunder!

A figure shot into the sky in an instant, draped in a cloak of justice, and his fist crashed down like a mountain collapsing and a raging sea!

"--You dare to attack this sea!!"

"Uchiha Yoru!! Do you think I'll just sit idly by?!"

--It's Garp!

Garp the Iron Fist, a world-class hero, shattered the boundaries of the battlefield, bursting forth like a blazing sun!

His no-longer-young body now erupted with earth-shattering power. Armament Haki on his fist, like a black star, carrying anger, conviction, and memories, as he smashed towards the man who stood like a god above the world!

"--Iron Fist: Fallen Star of Justice!!!"

At that moment, the earth collapsed and the space roared!

"You're here."

Uchiha Yoru smiled slightly, his eyes showing no emotion, and slowly raised his right arm.

He had no armor, no Susanoo, and not a trace of Chakra.

Just gently, she extended a hand.

--Smack.

There was no explosion at the moment the fist and palm met.

There were no landslides or tsunamis.

There was only an eerie, chilling silence.

It was as if all sounds had been pressed into another dimension by this palm.

Garp's fist was firmly held down at the last moment before it was about to hit his face.

It will not advance even a millimeter further.

That power, capable of shattering even the Marine Headquarters, now seemed to have struck an immovable barrier.

Completely stagnant.

"... What?"

Garp's pupils dilated violently, and it felt as if all the muscles in his body had snapped. He could feel that his full strength was being effortlessly and easily wiped out by the opponent's palm.

Uchiha Yoru gazed at him silently.

It's like watching an old ape trying to kick open the temple door.

"You can force me to raise my hand just once."

"You are quite extraordinary on this vast ocean."

With a slight movement of his arm, Garp was sent flying like a paper doll by an invisible force, crashing through three buildings and rolling hundreds of meters before finally coming to a stop.

Blood dripped slowly from his fist, but he gritted his teeth and forced himself to sit up, his eyes burning with fury.

"What exactly do you want to turn this world into!?"

"Do you think you can conquer this ocean all by yourself?!"

Uchiha Yoru gently closed his eyes, as if listening to the sigh of some distant civilization.

Then, he opened his eyes, Rinne Sharingan quietly began to turn, his silver-gray pupils reflecting the broken edges of this world.

"Conquer?"

He chuckled softly, a sound that seemed to come from the deepest depths of the underworld:

"No."

"I want to rewrite it."

"Let this world be my world."

"To teach you to bow your heads and to obey."

"Learn... to shut up in the face of absolute power."

He took a few light steps.

The sky began to turn slightly gray.

The clouds seemed to stand still, the wind stopped, and the sea ceased its flow—not frozen, but as if forced to pause, everything appearing as a canvas awaiting its creation.

The naval soldiers instinctively stepped back, their eyes filled with terror.

"Is this guy... invading this world?!"

For the first time, the battlefield truly fell silent.

Nobody knows what that formation will bring.

No one dared to make the first move.

Uchiha Yoru stood in the wind, his eyes calm and still.

He seemed to be listening to an echo from another dimension, rather than responding to the chaos of Marineford.

"Lesson One."

His tone was so light it was almost ruthless:

"In your world, 'power' is also the standard by which everything is determined."

"But when it no longer applies to you--"

How should you conduct yourselves?