Luffy's All-Out Strike!

Luffy didn't answer Imu.

He reached out and gripped the hilt of the divine sword again.

Slowly, he pulled it from the ground.

He didn't look at Imu again.

All his attention was on the sword.

For this strike, he would gather every bit of strength he had left.

Golden lightning slowly appeared along his right arm!

It entered the blade and spread across every inch of the sword.

Each pattern lit up with a hum.

The lightning's aftershocks exploded outward, punching through every shard of ice beneath his feet. The ice retreated.

Several Giant warriors failed to dodge in time and were struck by the lightning. When Loki saw it, he roared for them to get behind the ice wall.

Luffy released the hilt with his right hand.

He turned his palm downward.

A cluster of white fire slowly emerged from his chest and spread down his arm to his palm.

The flames weren't as fierce as before.

But they were nothing to underestimate.

This was the power of Nika's flames, forced together by Luffy.

He pressed his palm against the back of the blade.

And drove the fire into it.

The white flames collided with the lightning inside the sword.

Slowly, the two forces began to merge.

The divine sword held them together like chains.

They spun.

They compressed.

At last, they condensed into a flowing layer of platinum across the blade's surface.

The light clung to the blade like living liquid metal, coating the ancient weapon in its final suit of armor.

Luffy's face showed nothing.

He lifted his right hand, then gripped the hilt again.

With his left hand, he pressed the remaining white flames into the sword the same way.

When he finished, the golden patterns on his arms had vanished, and his skin had