The news undoubtedly shocked Garp, so much so that he could scarcely believe it.
Ace, who just a year ago had been defeated by Blackbeard, Marshall D. Teach, and handed over to the World Government to serve as the spark for a war, now possessed the terrifying strength to confront one of the Four Emperors head-on?
Every era had its own iconic powerhouses.
In Rocks's era, that figure had been Rocks, the overlord of the seas. In Pirate King Roger's era, there had been Gol D. Roger, Edward Newgate, Golden Lion Shiki, the Red Count, Redfield, and others.
And in the Great Pirate Era, those figures were the current Four Emperors.
The strength of these figures from different eras might have varied, but not by much. No one could say for certain how large the gaps between them were.
But without a doubt, anyone who reached the top had a reason for being there.
Without exception, these men were exceedingly difficult to deal with.
And the grandson he had raised with his own hands had become one of them?
Time had flown by. The child who had once barely reached his waist had grown into a symbol of an era!
Garp's eyes widened and his mouth opened, but he could not speak for a long time. Finally, he burst into laughter.
"Hahahahaha!"
"Is that so?"
"Then that's wonderful news!"
Hearing his response, Sengoku shook his head helplessly. "For you, it certainly is good news."
"You have to have a few drinks with me today. We two old men already have one foot in the grave, so we ought to enjoy ourselves!"
Garp roared with laughter.
Reaching the level of the Four Emperors meant that, barring anything unexpected, one could live for a very long time in this world.
Whether it