Chapter 1727 Under the Ape God Spear
Chapter 1727 Under the Ape God Spear
At this moment, everyone on the Marineford battlefield, whether they were marines, pirates, or millions of viewers watching on screens, were all present.
Their gazes were involuntarily drawn to the pitch-black sky, to the terrifying fist that could block out the moonlight and envelop everything.
They had never seen such a huge fist!
It surpassed all giants, surpassed the size of any known creature; it was a terrifying spectacle of pure power expanded to its extreme, almost a conceptualization.
"Hehehe—!!"
In the sky, Shiki the Golden Lion, who was levitating using the power of the Float-Float Fruit, looked at this scene above. Instead of being flustered, he couldn't help but let out a burst of exhilarating, even manic, laughter.
Without hesitation, he manipulated his body to retreat rapidly, instantly escaping the core area of Marineford and hovering far out at sea, adopting a posture of watching a good show.
"Garp, Garp!"
The golden lion's signature maniacal laughter pierced through the wind pressure, filled with schadenfreude and glee.
"Look at your good grandson! He's almost done what I couldn't completely destroy Marineford even with all my might. How interesting!"
At this moment, what fell from the sky was no longer a meteorite, but a fist imbued with Conqueror's Haki, whose size and power far exceeded that of a meteor shower.
Most Devil Fruit abilities would be utterly powerless against such overwhelming force and Conqueror's Haki.
At the bow of the Moby Dick, Whitebeard and Hiyori Kozuki stood side by side, and an unprecedented solemnity flashed in the eyes of both father and daughter.
Even they had no idea that Ace's sworn brother would act so recklessly and without regard for the consequences when he went berserk.
If the Navy can't withstand this blow, Marineford will certainly be wiped off the map, but the tens of thousands of pirates gathered there will also perish along with the Navy.
This was not a rescue operation at all; it was a completely insane gamble where either the Navy would suffer unilateral destruction or both sides would perish.
It's a truly extreme situation where either one side wins or both sides lose.
"Dad, should we stop them?"
Some of the captains who were close to Whitebeard looked at the enormous fist in the sky that was getting closer and closer, and whose oppressive feeling was getting stronger and stronger. Their voices were a little dry.
Meanwhile, many more pirates were caught in a huge dilemma. They didn't know what to do: continue charging the Navy lines, try to escape, or stop the fist that was about to destroy everything.
But that fist was meant to save Ace!
At the location of the Blackbeard Pirates, Marshall D. Teach hovered silently in mid-air, his newly formed crew waiting for his signal.
Teach remained motionless, his unfathomable, sinister eyes fixed on the world-destroying ape-god spear in the sky.
He was observing, he was waiting.
He wanted to see how the navy, especially the Fleet Admiral Sengoku who had just demonstrated the power of Buddha, would respond to such an unconventional attack capable of destroying everything.
As for whether Marineford will be destroyed, what does that have to do with Teach?
All he wanted were the strongest Paramecia and Mythical Zoan Devil Fruits, and his ambition to overthrow the world. Destroying this place might be more beneficial to his future plans.
Teach murmured softly, his voice devoid of any admiration, "I never imagined you'd grown to this level, to become a formidable enemy capable of threatening my plans..."
"Unfortunately, the best opportunity to nip you in the bud has already been lost."
He shook his head regretfully, but his gaze burned even brighter. If he could obtain the Nika Fruit, or at least the Great Buddha Fruit, that would be more practical right now.
As the Ape God Spear fell, its enormous shadow completely obscured the view below, and darkness, like the heaviest curtain, enveloped everyone's heads.
Only the holy sword held high in Artoria emitted a warm and resolute golden light, like the only lighthouse in a dark ocean, barely illuminating a small area nearby.
In the rear of the Marineford battlefield, the sounds of fierce fighting continued to resound.
Garp and Zephyr, a monster whose body was covered in black armor, with a hideous bony tail extending from its back and whose face was no longer recognizable, were engaged in a fierce close-quarters battle.
Both were masters of physical prowess and domineering aura. Every time their fists and feet collided, a thunderous roar erupted, causing the ground beneath their feet to crack continuously.
Just as the two were fiercely exchanging blows again and temporarily separated—the sky darkened.
"Ok?"
Garp and Zephyr sensed something at the same time and looked up at the sky. The overwhelming black shadows and the terrifying wind pressure made even powerful people like them feel a chill.
"What is that?!"
Garp's eyes widened in surprise.
He had experienced countless storms in his life, but he had never seen such a huge fist, so full of destructive power.
Moreover, why does this fist feel somewhat familiar?
At the same time, a figure nimbly hovered in mid-air, constantly waving its arms to manipulate the scattered metal fragments around it.
Forming sharp torrents of metal, they relentlessly attacked from various tricky angles. Harassing Zephyr and creating opportunities for Garp, it was none other than the pirate Kidd who joined the siege.
With the power of the Magnet-Magnet Fruit, Kid not only has the ability to deliver powerful long-range attacks, but he also thoughtfully uses a high-strength alloy that he has magnetized to create a layer of close-fitting metal armor on Garp that does not hinder his movements but has amazing defensive capabilities.
This would allow the naval hero to withstand more of the hand-to-hand combat with Zephyr and suffer fewer injuries.
At that moment, Kidd also sensed the unimaginably vast biomagnetic field in the sky. Although somewhat surprised, he still took the time to answer Garp's question.
“It’s your grandson Luffy. I can’t mistake his aura.”
Kidd looked up at the giant fist that was about to destroy everything, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
"This guy is really reckless!"
"Luffy?"
Upon hearing Kidd's reply, Garp's surprise instantly turned into disbelief and shock.
"It's that brat?!"
He knew his grandson had immense potential, but he was unaware that his ancestor, the giant, had performed an astonishing feat, using a ki blast to repel Im.
When did this kid grow to such a terrifying level?
The power of that punch put even this naval hero under unprecedented pressure.
Zepha, whose entire body was pitch black and whose ferocious bony tail extended continuously from its coccyx, also stopped attacking.
His face, covered by armor and black material, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes, was now looking up at the sky.
He seemed to have developed some interest in the name Luffy.
A crazy and evil thought grew uncontrollably in his ghoul-distorted consciousness.
"If we eat that child's flesh and blood..."
"Will my life form undergo another, even more perfect evolution?"
A frenzied killing intent and a ravenous appetite, mixed with a thirst for power, boiled within Zephyr's heart.
All eyes and minds were now focused on the impending fall of the Ape God Spear in the sky, leaving everyone bewildered and uncertain about their own fate.
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