Above Onigashima.
Black-red Thunder tore through the clouds as Kaido completely entered an extreme state.
This time, it was not the capricious mood swings of drunkenness.
It was the final madness squeezed out by grief, fury, and killing intent all mixed together.
He laughed as he cried.
"Worororo—!!!"
Tears streamed wildly down his bloodstained face.
Yet the Conqueror's Haki on his spiked club was even more violent than before.
Every bolt of black-red Thunder seemed poised to tear the very air apart.
"Kundali Dragon Swarm!"
A sky-filling barrage of club shadows crashed down like a torrential rain. Each was wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, and each was powerful enough to shatter a mountain.
Garp threw out punch after punch.
"Bang, bang, bang—!"
Iron Fist and spiked club collided madly.
For a time, Onigashima was filled with nothing but explosions too dense to distinguish.
The ground continuously split apart, rock walls constantly collapsed, and black-red Thunder erupted wildly between heaven and earth like a spiderweb.
Kaido suddenly shot into the air, raising his spiked club overhead.
"Three Realms: Ragnaraku!"
The club came crashing down from the sky.
Garp crossed his arms and took the blow head-on.
"Boom—!!!"
Onigashima's strata sank once more.
Garp was smashed halfway into the ground, with cracks spreading hundreds of meters beneath his feet.
Yet he did not fall. He merely slowly raised his head as the Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki around his fists grew heavier and heavier.
Kaido looked down from above, his eyes bloodshot and tears still flowing.
Yet his voice was more vicious than Thunder.
"Garp!"
"What right does your Navy have to judge us?!"
He swung his club down again, and Garp met it with a punch.
"Boom!"
Kaido roared, "Rocks is dead!"
Another blow.
Garp took it head-on again.
"Boom!"
"Roger is