The blood moon hung low.
At the center of the ruins, three figures crossed in the red light, separated, then crossed again.
Garp was already extremely fast, but compared with the other two inhuman monsters, he was still stuck desperately trying to keep up.
A golden passage traced a zigzag through the chaotically interwoven buildings.
"You really are troublesome, Bondrewd."
Following the "passage" formed by the Yata Mirror, Kizaru instantly appeared a short distance from Bondrewd.
-Boom, vwoom!
He swung the Ama no Murakumo with both hands, sending golden light flashing.
Despite the distance between them, the lightsaber "fired" a "light cannon." It felt rather like Excalibur.
"Oh my~ oh my~ what a nostalgic 'style.'"
Bondrewd raised his arm, unfolding the mechanical assembly behind his elbow. A dazzling radiance rose to meet it.
"-Light of the Returning Primum Mobile-"
The two beams met, forming a colorless, transparent sphere of empty space at the point of collision. Multiple rings of rainbows gradually expanded around the distorted transparent sphere, and the surrounding matter melted like cream.
This new move of Kizaru's had come from a joke Shining made: "A swordsman ought to fire light cannons."
-What exactly was Bondrewd planning?
Kizaru had no idea either. He would rather Bondrewd had simply taken the blueprints and left. This drawn-out, back-and-forth battle most likely served some more troublesome purpose.
"You masked brat!!"
While Kizaru kept Bondrewd occupied, Garp roared and charged. He was simply too straightforward for his own good.
"Such enthusiasm."
The purple light on Bondrewd's helmet flashed, and the terrain rapidly changed.
The ground beneath Garp crumbled, weathered away, and became quicksand. But he simply ran through the air.
At the same time, a high wall rose between Garp and Bondrewd.
With active Observation Haki almost useless and the terrain constantly shifting,