Seeing this violent yet exquisite move that gathered the strengths of countless styles, Garp showed no solemnity. Instead, undisguised admiration flashed across his face.
A hint of regret even crossed his mind. What a fine prospect for learning Fist Bone... Quick-witted, extraordinarily gifted. What a pity he's a pirate...
He immediately cast aside that emotion, bent his knees slightly, then launched himself into the sky. His booming voice drowned out the roar of energy:
"Kid! Your idea is good, and the creativity is commendable! But let me tell you this: a move does not become stronger simply because more techniques are mixed into it! Power requires ultimate concentration!"
The moment his words fell, Garp's aura surged wildly like an erupting volcano. He drew back his right fist, the Armament Haki gathered around it so dense it seemed tangible, with strands of black-red lightning crackling and twisting around it.
[Fist Bone: Galaxy Impact]!
An incomparably solid, enormous spherical shockwave suddenly formed at his fist and expanded at an astonishing speed. Like a miniature star falling into the mortal world, it bore an aura capable of annihilating everything as it crushed downward.
"Bzzzt—!"
The torrent of shockwaves that combined countless techniques was effortlessly swallowed, annihilated, and erased, like ice and snow meeting a blazing sun. Then the spherical shockwave continued descending, covering Adams and the few remaining fragments of island beneath him.
"Pfft—!"
The Armament Haki armor around Adams shattered on impact. His chest caved in slightly as though struck by an invisible sledgehammer, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood. His body flew backward uncontrollably, carving a long white trail across the sea before smashing into the largest surviving island fragment. He blasted out a bottomless crater, filling the air with smoke and dust.
On that fragment, Sengoku and Bullet,