The Death of Saint Saturn! The Navy's Desperate Plight
Saint Saturn perished completely, and was never seen again.
The Deep-Sea Contract that had sustained his life for centuries Rotation ultimately powerless against this soul-shattering power.
The ancient contract that had pulled him back from the brink of death countless times in the past was now like a thin silk being burned by Blaze, breaking apart inch by inch.
The God's Knights, who had escaped death countless times over the past eight hundred years, this time, not even a trace of his soul remained between heaven and earth.
Azure Destruction War God, a thousand meters tall, slowly spread its wings, obscuring the sky and the sun.
The enormous wings were constructed from pure, condensed Chakra, with feather blades stacked like countless sharp, thin slices of jade, each edge of which shimmered with a cold, eerie blue light.
The Setsuna its wings were fully spread, they completely obscured half the sky, casting a deep blue shadow over a large area of the sea near Sabaody.
With a gentle flap of its wings, the surging sea below was whipped up by waves hundreds of meters high. The waves crashed violently against the remaining reefs of Sabaody, sending up a cloud of white foam. The shattered remains of buildings tumbled and swayed on the surface of the sea.
Susanoo hovered silently above the sea, its majestic body like a war god awakened from the depths of ancient mythology, every bone and every pattern of its armor flowing with a constantly pulsating stream of dark blue Chakra.
Madara Uchiha stood atop Susanoo's forehead, his long, black hair billowing wildly in the raging air currents of heaven and earth, his crimson Sharingan gleaming brightly in the dim light.
He lightly placed his fingertips on the edge of the Chakra Armor between Susanoo's eyebrows, looking down coldly at all the remaining enemies below.
His arrogant and domineering aura was like a towering ice peak stretching across the sky and earth, pressing down on the surrounding air to the point of almost freezing, and even slowing down the flow of the sea breeze.
"Did you see that clearly? This is the true Divine Clan! This is the true Third Force!"
The resonance of Yin–Yang Release never ceased, like the ceaseless surging of subterranean fire deep within the earth, circulating and vibrating within Susanoo's massive body.
With the blessing of the Takamimusubi, Susanoo's sky-blue body was like a piece of celestial iron forged through countless hammer blows, its hardness, explosive power, and destructive force continuing to rise.
Endless power lay dormant within this colossal body, like an ancient beast slumbering for millennia, concealing all its sharpness and quietly awaiting its next earth-shattering eruption.
High in the distance, Garp pressed one hand firmly against his abdomen, his knuckles turning pale from the force.
The surging pain and restless blood and qi within his body surged like a raging torrent, constantly assaulting his meridians, while a metallic taste kept rising in his throat.
He let out a muffled groan, clenching his teeth and forcibly suppressing the surging internal injury back into his body.
Thick, dark Armament Haki, like flowing ink, once again covered his entire body, layer upon layer, firmly enveloping his aged yet still immensely powerful physique.
His Conqueror's Haki transformed into a visible black aura that swept wildly around him, tearing apart the surrounding clouds.
His gaze was as solemn as cold iron cast over a thousand years, fixed on the towering giant. Every muscle in his body was brimming with power, fully prepared to face this new and extraordinary force.
Akainu, standing beside Garp, narrowed his eyes, lava slowly churning on his forearm. He whispered to Kizaru beside him, his voice extremely low. "This guy's power has exceeded our expectations. We must not be careless."
Kizaru nodded slightly, golden photons flickering at his fingertips. His usual carefree smile vanished completely as he softly replied, "I saw it clearly. That power is entirely outside the conventional Devil Fruit and Haki systems. If we were hit head-on, we might not be able to withstand it."
Madara Uchiha lowered his gaze to Garp in the distance, his Red Eye remaining completely calm. His cold voice broke through the howling sea wind, each word ringing out and piercing through the roaring waves to reach everyone's ears, "You're quite good."
Unfortunately, this is your limit. Considering your all-out effort and valiant fight, I will grant you a dignified exit.
As soon as he finished speaking, the towering, sky-blue Susanoo, a thousand meters tall, slowly raised its massive, mountain-like arm.
A peerless Tachi, imbued with the Chakra and earth, slowly took shape in the void and was raised high in the air. A faint blue aura flowed around the blade. Wherever the light touched, the surrounding seawater sank spontaneously, the clouds parted to the sides, and the air currents of the entire sea area instantly froze, as if the whole world was holding its breath for this strike.
"Cut!"
The sky trembled violently as a single word was uttered!
The clouds seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand, and huge, circular waves rose up on the sea, spreading outwards in concentric circles.
Garp's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of pinpoints, the chilling life-or-death crisis seeping into his very bones like a cold, venomous snake.
He no longer held back any of his reserves. The two Doriki of Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki within his body exploded violently at the same time. The thick, ink-like Haki layered upon layer, transforming into a heavy and solid black battle armor that tightly wrapped his entire body, forcefully erecting a defensive barrier capable of withstanding even the fiercest attacks of Emperor Level warrior.
At the same time, Akainu and Kizaru beside him were shocked, their pupils contracting sharply!
Having witnessed firsthand the terrifying power of Madara's attack on Saint Saturn, the two knew the horror of that strike and dared not slacken in the slightest. They poured all their energy into activating Origin Devil Fruit abilities and Armament Haki.
Akainu's arm, scalding hot magma dripping down his arm and splashing into the sea, creating billowing white mist. The rolling magma churned and gathered in mid-air, transforming into a crimson torrent that blotted out the sky. The scorching wind swept across the land, baking the entire airspace, even distorting and deforming the air itself.
Kizaru's body shone with golden light, and brilliant photons tore through the remaining clouds. Countless light blades and arrows formed layer upon layer in the air behind him. His signature move, the Yasakani no Magatama, was at its peak, with thousands of light blades revealing their sharpness, ready to be unleashed at any moment.
Behind the battlefield, Shepard Saint Shepherd Somaz and Thatcherz Maffey were already ashen-faced, their pale faces filled with extreme panic, their legs trembling uncontrollably.
Thatcherz Maffey turned to look at Saint Shepherd Somaz beside him, his voice trembling, almost uttering in a breath. "We... can't escape. This strike covered the entire sky."
Saint Shepherd Somaz's jaw clenched, his hands gripping tightly. The power of the Thorns stirred beneath his skin, yet he dared not activate it rashly. "The Deep-Sea Contract can resurrect the physical body, but if the soul is crushed... there will be no more chances."
Instinctively, the two unleashed their full power, attempting to break through the void and escape. However, an invisible, suffocating force locked down the entire void, as if the surrounding space were sealed within a solid cage. A bone-chilling despair instantly overwhelmed their minds—there was no escape.