I'm No Longer Lacking Anything!

Luffy raised the giant sword.

The First Generation Divine Weapon hummed.

Across its blade, wide as a city gate,

Conqueror's Haki intertwined with the Sun God's white flames.

The two powers churned.

The entire ice plain was illuminated as if it were daytime.

The tip of the sword pointed straight at Imu.

Luffy grinned.

It was a smile that hid nothing.

The rage that had been bottled up in his chest for dozens of chapters

At this moment,

He roared it all out.

"I don't lack anything anymore, you ugly bastard. Get ready to be sent flying by my sword!"

His voice exploded outward.

The aftershock of Conqueror's Haki swept across everything.

The snowflakes in the sky instantly turned to powder.

Cracks spread across the distant glaciers.

The allied soldiers at the edge of the battlefield felt their chests tighten.

Blood rushed to their heads.

Imu floated in midair, his dark-red eyes narrowing to slits.

Opposite him burned the white flames.

The First Generation Divine Weapon.

Eight hundred years.

His heart skipped a beat.

That sword.

That stance.

That undying spirit of freedom.

It was exactly the same as the person from eight hundred years ago.

He had no time to reminisce.

Luffy moved.

His feet stamped against empty air, compressing it beneath him like a spring.

His body shot forward like a streak of white light.

That giant sword that could split heaven and earth

Charged brutally toward Imu.

White light swept across the air.

Space cracked open in black lines, like a mirror on the verge of shattering.

Fast.

Too fast to see clearly.

Imu's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

The dark-gold patterns on the Codex Sword flashed frantically.

He dared not hold back.

He gripped the hilt with both hands and poured all the Earth God's power into