"The winner takes everything! The losers start over!"
Golden Lion held his Dual Swords, remaining high on the cliff despite his injuries.
Rayleigh and Gaban leaned against each other, protecting their crew from attack.
But they, too, clearly had injuries of varying severity.
Silver Axe wore heavy armor, his gaze hidden beneath his mask.
Half of Wang Zhi's body had merged with the island, while the other half retained its human form, like a mass of paste.
Whitebeard still stood, a clash at the pinnacle reflected in Murakumogiri.
By the look of it.
Even injured, Newgate had no intention of backing down.
Sengoku was supported by Zephyr, his body covered in bandages.
Neither of them looked to be in good shape.
Their expressions were grave; they seemed worried about the future.
Perhaps justice would never weigh as heavily in the coming decades as it did at this moment.
Tsuru sat on a broken chair.
Behind the chair lay Kong, Saint Saturn, and Saint Garling on stretchers, receiving no treatment.
This had once been a hospital.
No wonder no one was treating them.
The doctors and nurses had also perished in the Celestial Dragons' hunting game.
It could be called reaping what they had sown.
Linlin leaned against a corner with her arms folded.
If not for her unusual constitution, she would have lost consciousness long ago.
Kaido was even more seriously injured.
There was no telling what he was thinking.
He kept staring at the heart of the battlefield.
Among the Marines, Bogard gripped his sword tightly, yet could do nothing to help.
At that moment.
He, too, wanted to charge ahead fearlessly like Roger.
But the corpses of the Celestial Dragons lying on the ground told him it was impossible.
Dragon noticed Shane's arrival immediately.
But he said nothing.
He held a box in his arms, one Garp had tossed him not long ago.
Yet he still had not opened it; it was for the sake of growing stronger, and it was also the destiny of the wind.
Sooner or later, Dragon would open that box and eat the Devil Fruit destined for him.
John lay among the rubble, his head resting on an oak barrel as he poured himself a cup of liquor from it.
None of them had any strength left to fight.
By now.
Nearly three days had passed since the battle of God Valley began.
Their stamina had been steadily worn away in battles against opponents on their own level.
All manner of unexpected developments, injuries caused by others intervening.
And the beating Rocks had given them all at the very start of the war, along with the toll of taking down the Holy Knights.
Whether the Rocks Pirates, the Roger Pirates, or Marine Headquarters.
They had all reached their limits.
All they could do was recover as much stamina as possible.
Before their stamina recovered.
The ultimate victor would decide who the seas belonged to in the future!
"Rocks has always been lucky."
John took a sip of liquor, then lay back and began snoring.
Shane could no longer tell whether he was pretending to sleep or really asleep.
Not a single person here could be trusted.
Just as Captain John himself had said.
Rocks himself was a gambler, and every member of the Pirate Crew was a stake.
Now they had reached the final moment.
The last chip remaining was Rocks himself!
The victor would have everything.
The winner would take it all!
"What about this time?"
Even Linlin could not understand.
Garp and Roger were both only flesh and blood.
How did they still have the strength to fight after all this?
Why had Rocks, who had always been unstoppable, been halted this time?
He must not lose, or everyone would have to start over.
All their efforts up to this point would be scattered across the sea.
In the future, no one would ever be able to reunite these monsters of the Rocks Pirates.
There was only one Rocks on the seas.
A group of people who could barely move stared fixedly at the three chips fighting!
Shane was even more absurd.
White steam rose all over his body, as though he had stepped into a steamer.
"Could the three of them accidentally blast us fragile pirates to death with their Haki?"
As an Apprentice Crew Member.
Shane qualified as a fragile pirate.
Yet not a single person who had held out this long was a normal human.
If Garp and Roger won, the Rocks Pirates would inevitably scatter like monkeys when their tree fell.
But if Rocks won.
Every Marine who had come to reinforce them would become a stone statue.
They would be utterly destroyed in the darkness, reduced to fragments littering the ground.
With his Haki, he would join forces with his recovered crew and take down Marine Headquarters.
Everyone knew full well that only one of these two outcomes was possible.
Because neither side would easily find another opportunity.
Rocks had spent far too long planning for this day.
It was not merely that the Holy Knights had happened to seize Hachinosu's treasure.
The Rocks Pirates had also turned their enemies' scheme against them!
After winning, they could not only wipe out Marine Headquarters, but also use Saint Saturn and the Holy Knights as bargaining chips.
God Valley had become an isolated island.
Fog filled the area.
The Marines and pirates coming to reinforce them all lost their way within it.
Only an Eternal Pose could guide them.
Shane leaned against the cliffside, rocks falling onto his head from time to time.
It sounded just like a kettle being struck.
At the center of the battlefield.
The three men had been facing off for a long time.
They were preparing to begin their final showdown.
Darkness enveloped Rocks's entire body, his long hair like snakes of shadow.
Haki covered his hands, coated with Conqueror's Haki, while his Armament Haki extended beyond contact.
His eyes were blood-red, seeing through everyone's future and hearing everything in their hearts.
The location and strength of every reinforcement on this island could not escape Rocks's Observation Haki!
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Dark Haki lightning burst across his body from time to time.
It shook the rubble on the ground into the air.
The other two formed a triangle with him.
Garp rubbed his fists, blue and white lightning intertwining.
When advanced Haki roared, it would cause lightning to run wild.
Clashes of Conqueror's Haki were especially likely to produce this phenomenon.
Through this battle, Garp's iron fists had been honed to the utmost.
Countless pirates were destined to fall beneath his fists in the future!
There was no dialogue, only a standoff.
They were all gathering strength; once they finished, a fierce, exhilarating battle would follow.
Conqueror's Haki coursed along Roger's sword.
It was remarkably similar to the power Shanks would later use to drive away Ryokugyu.
Blood-red Conqueror's Haki turned into a roaming dragon, coiling around the blade's surface.
Roger, who had still been before everyone's eyes, suddenly vanished!
That was right.
He was clearly standing there, still visible to the naked eye.
Yet he had vanished from Observation Haki!
Roger's transformation stunned one Haki master after another.
Even Rocks looked at him with some puzzlement, and Garp also noticed something was wrong.
Outside the battlefield, Shane blinked.
Gone!
Roger's presence was gone!
This was Observation Haki Killer, coating the entire body in Conqueror's Haki to block Observation Haki's perception!
Combined with high-speed movement, it could make someone disappear completely!
Haki had not reached its end, and the path of swordsmanship was only beginning.
At this moment, Roger took the path of a Haki master one step further.
He was still very young, his straw hat hanging around his neck.
Without his signature mustache, people habitually called him Roger or Straw Hat.
Kaido blinked.
He blurted out words that would be etched into his memory: "Only Haki stands above everything!"
Boom!
Pitch-black, blood-red, blue and white.
Three waves of Conqueror's Haki erupted simultaneously like a missile bombardment.
"Gol D. Roger!"
"Monkey D. Garp!"
"Rocks D. Zebek!"
In the name of D.
A battle of destiny!
A storm swept through God Valley at that moment.
The dark clouds in the sky were torn to shreds, thunder and lightning roaring.
Outside the valley.
Every Marine and pirate coming to reinforce them collapsed unconscious under the impact of Conqueror's Haki.
Wave after wave surged across the sea, announcing to the world that the final battle had begun!
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