Kizaru Retreats, Arlong's Crew Wiped Out

Within the Domain of Night, the ground churned as more than a dozen humanoid figures formed entirely from darkness crawled out. They had no facial features, only vague human outlines, yet they radiated chilling malice as they lunged toward the Domain of Day.

Amid the ruins beneath the cliff, Kizaru slowly rose to his feet, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, raised his right hand toward the charging shadow soldiers, and lightly snapped his fingers.

Within the Domain of Day, thousands upon thousands of points of light appeared in the Void. Each one instantly expanded, transforming into longswords formed entirely of light. The next moment, ten thousand swords fired at once.

The collision of light and darkness erupted into an unending chain of explosions along the boundary. Every blast shook the entire island, while shockwaves tore up the beach, shattered cliff faces, and flattened the jungle.

Under the cover of the light swords, Kizaru shot into the sky. Yet instead of continuing the fight, he transformed into a golden streak and sped toward the coastline. His Observation Haki had already sensed Fisher Tiger's aura nearing extinction. The mission was complete, so there was no need to linger.

Just as he was about to leave the island's range, violet-black flames rose along the coastline and closed together like a heavenly curtain, sealing off the entire island.

"What troublesome abilities, one after another..."

Kizaru sighed. His body condensed once more as he raised his right leg high, blinding light gathering at the tip of his foot until even that patch of sky was dyed gold.

He kicked out, detonating an attack containing one-tenth of his Armament Haki in the Void. It unleashed terrifying power comparable to a falling meteor.

A mushroom cloud rose as the shockwave forcibly tore open