Dragon's Request

The flames of war on Hachinosu had already dyed the sky a bizarre dark red.

Ashen lay quietly concealed at the boundary between the shadows of the flank port and the lingering mist, suppressing all energy fluctuations from its machinery and Devil Fruit. Rain stood with his hands behind his back at the Obsidian prow, his dark gray eyes beneath the conical hat piercing through the billowing smoke as they remained fixed on the earth-shaking battle between master and disciple at the heart of the battlefield.

Boom!

At the center of the battlefield, ice crystals and black-red Conqueror's Haki lightning clashed wildly.

At that moment, Garp displayed a terrifying explosive power that made the entire New World tremble. With nothing but his pair of Iron Fists, this legendary hero of the old era unleashed an overwhelming might that defied age and stood above all things!

"Ice Block: Two Thorned Ice Spears!" Kuzan's face darkened as he swung both hands, sending countless high-density, freezing ice spears tearing through the air with piercing shrieks.

"Don't play these tricks in front of me, Kuzan!!"

Garp roared, veins bulging across his forehead as the Conqueror's Haki wrapped around his right fist transformed into several writhing black-red lightning serpents. Braving the bone-chilling cold, he threw a fierce punch.

"Fist Bone: Seabed Gravity!"

Bang—!

The absolute-zero ice spears, enough to freeze a tsunami, shattered into clouds of powder the instant they touched Garp's pure Iron Fist. The terrifying shockwave sent Kuzan flying dozens of meters away, smashing through countless ancient buildings belonging to the Blackbeard Pirates along the way.

"So strong... Is this the monster who stood at the pinnacle of the old era?" Keen stared fixedly at the battlefield, his eyes trembling wildly. In their direct clash, Garp had once brutally suppressed the former Marine