What Kind of King Is Normal?
"Unforgivable! This is absolutely impossible! With your abilities, you could never possibly capture him! A man I, the Golden Lion, acknowledge could never be this weak!" The furious voice, like a rage, plunged the entire Marineford into darkness.
"Only I can capture Roger, none of you are qualified!" Golden Lion glared coldly at Sengoku and Garp, exuding the savagery of a lion.
"This is the truth, and you have no choice but to believe it, you biased bastard." Sengoku gritted his teeth and spoke. He found it hard to believe that the Golden Lion had invaded Marineford for this reason.
"I don't believe it." Swooping down, the Golden Lion drew two longswords from its waist, and instantly, two bright white slashes, like dazzling lights, descended.
"Golden Lion, you're too arrogant! This is Marineford, and you're doomed!" Sengoku, his body radiating golden light, shot straight into the sky like a cannonball.
"Haha, Golden Lion, let me see if your strength has declined in the past few years!" Similarly, Garp, who was entirely black, exuded a metallic aura.
Such a profound aura of Haki made the Golden Lion extremely wary.
"Iron Fist." He clenched his fist, Haki swirling around it, like molten iron poured over it, radiating a destructive power.
"Shockwave." Similarly, a golden shockwave vibrated the air and swept across the horizon.
A deafening roar erupted in the air, a storm swept through, lightning flashed and thunder roared, shattering the darkness and creating a dazzling spectacle.
Just then, Ye Chen rushed over from afar. Looking at the three people fighting in the air, especially the domineering man who was like a lion, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, eerily calm.
This legendary king, after disappearing for several years, has finally returned.
However, the Golden Lion of today is not the same Golden Lion that existed in the Vouta Sea before. Although the Golden Lion of today is still as imposing and domineering as ever, its aura is much weaker than before.
The Golden Lion now has a ship's wheel on its head, which limits its power.
"Click click"
Dark clouds loomed overhead, and countless terrifying bolts of lightning flashed across the sky. The deafening explosions that tore through the atmosphere made the entire sky seem like an Abyss of despair, engulfing everything in its path.
High in the sky, three figures clashed, each collision a devastating attack, enough to shatter everything in its path!
"Lion - A Thousand Bones"
With its golden mane flying wildly, the Golden Lion was enveloped in a ferocious aura, wielding swords in both hands and unleashing two attacks that were over a million meters long.
With a whoosh, the atmosphere was torn apart, and the bright white light, like the light of destruction, fell directly towards Garp and Sengoku.
"Iron Fist!" Garp clenched his fist, the darkness surrounding him, and threw a punch directly at the slashing attack.
A deafening "bang" resounded, a gust of wind swept through, and Garp took a step down before leaping back up.
At the same time, a Buddha, gleaming with golden light, swung its palm down, unleashing a Shockwave as bright as day that directly and forcefully shattered the Golden Lion's attack.
"Golden Lion, you seem to have aged."
With a series of afterimages, Garp appeared beside Golden Lion, his right fist a dark blue-black mass, as if gripping a force capable of shattering the earth, and roared towards Golden Lion's waist.
"Old man, only you can make me take you seriously." Golden Lion narrowed his eyes, sensing the powerful force contained in Garp's hand, and directly raised his sword, thrusting it straight at Garp's fist.
With a clang, a metallic sound rang out, a storm erupted, and the Golden Lion was sent flying backward, its eyes somewhat cold.
On Garp's dark, bluish-black fist, a drop of blood dripped down.
"Your fists are still so hard!" The Golden Lion's face was somewhat unpleasant, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Damn Golden Lion!" Filled with utter hatred, Sengoku clasped his hands together and unleashed Shockwave at the Golden Lion's back.
"Sengoku, you're getting worse with age, resorting to sneak attacks." With his Observation Haki activated, the Golden Lion didn't even turn his head. He flipped over, and the Oto in his left hand swiftly slashed out, a bright white strike piercing the darkness.
"Boom boom boom"
The Air Quake, the dark clouds were pierced, and everything vanished into silence.
"You won't be leaving Marineford today!" Standing in mid-air, Sengoku somewhat disheveled, his eyes bloodshot.
"You think you can take it all?" Holding his sword in both hands, the Golden Lion said arrogantly, "Then let Marineford disappear!"
With that, the Golden Lion pointed his sword upwards, lightning flashed, and in the dark, cloud-covered sky, a shadowy figure, carrying immense power, ignited the atmosphere and fell.
"Not good!" Sengoku's expression changed drastically as he noticed the whooshing sound from high above. His anger surged, "Golden Lion, you bastard!"
"Today I will make the entire Marineford pay for Roger's death!" Laughing loudly, Golden Lion, under Sengoku's terrified gaze, swung his sword. Instantly, the air exploded, and the nearly 100-meter-long Meteorite accelerated its approach.
"Garp, capture the Golden Lion for me, life or death!" Sengoku forward. He was going to destroy that hill; otherwise, if the island were allowed to fall onto Marineford, the resulting disaster would be absolutely catastrophic.
Without a word, Garp charged towards the Golden Lion.
"Garp!" Garp swooped down, letting the island fall, Golden Lion, wielding his sword in both hands, engaged Garp in battle.
"Ding-bang"
With sword energy emanating from it Iron Fist clashing fiercely, the Golden Lion was momentarily at a disadvantage.
"Golden Lion, just how many islands did you bring?!" High in the sky, lightning crackled, Sengoku gritted his teeth, for after he destroyed one island, another had appeared behind it.
"And you! Today I will destroy Marineford!" The Golden Lion laughed wildly as he fought Garp.
If it weren't for the need to control the islands in the sky, the Golden Lion wouldn't have been at a disadvantage.
"Iron Fist - Steel Seal!" With a gleam in his eyes, Garp leaned forward, his right fist gripping the power to move mountains and fill seas, and blasted towards Golden Lion's head, rubbing against the air as he did so.
"Bite"
With his arms crossed, Oto and Kogarashi shielded his head, and with a deafening roar, the Golden Lion was sent flying backward once more.
A slight numbness ran through his hands Golden Lion. He steadied himself and swiftly unleashed two slashes.
With a series of powerful thuds, Garp was slightly out of breath as his Iron Fist shattered the two slashes with a resounding impact.
"Garp, let's see how much power you've used up!" He closed in, sweeping his Golden Lion swords horizontally.
"That's enough to deal with you!" Garp grinned, his body tense.
"Hmph," the Golden Lion snorted coldly; in the air, he was the king.
Garp, on the other hand, not only had to maintain Geppo, Haki, and Haki in the air, but also had to carefully guard against Golden Lion's attacks. Such high-intensity exertion would be too much for even a top-tier fighter like Garp to sustain for long.
Meanwhile, the Warring Sengoku was in a terrible state, panting heavily as they faced island after island.
To the naked eye, Sengoku's aura was weak, and his face was deathly pale.
He had already destroyed ten islands in succession, which had taken a heavy toll on him. If it weren't for protecting Marineford, he wouldn't be feeling so frustrated.
"Damn it, how many islands did this bastard bring?!" Sweating profusely, Sengoku used Geppo to transform into Buddha, his entire body shining like the sun, illuminating the entire dark sky.
Below, Ye Chen and the arriving Sakazuki and others were crushing the falling rocks. If it weren't for Tsuru stopping them, Sakazuki might have already rushed up.
Even though Ye Chen and the others are now considered strong, they are still a bit weaker than the Golden Lion and the others in battle. If they get involved unintentionally, they will not only fail to help, but may even hold Garp back.
Moreover, those enormous islands were simply too much for the Sengoku to stop, which is why Sakazuki and his group's abilities became apparent.
Most importantly, Borsalino and Kuzan have missions outside.
With a "bang," Golden Lion coughed up blood high in the sky. He had taken a punch from Garp, and his eyes turned bloodshot on the spot.
With a hiss, the air was torn apart, and blood flowed from Garp's dark chest.
One hour.
Five hours.
Ten hours.
The entire Marineford was in turmoil.
High in the sky, the Golden Lion was covered in blood, panting heavily, its hands weak and its face completely bloodless.
On the ground, Garp and Sengoku were swaying, clearly exhausted, as even they were finding it difficult to withstand such intense combat.
Dear readers, it's not that I'm lazy, but the internet at our construction site is down, which is why I'm only updating sporadically. This latest update was even written at an internet cafe, and the internet is ridiculously expensive—10 yuan per hour! Revising a chapter takes two hours, which is 0 yuan, and getting online requires a half-hour ride on an electric scooter. Damn it! A round trip takes three hours, and it's already past midnight. So I haven't had much time to write. Please understand, I'm truly sorry.