One Piece: The story was spoiled for Im Saint right from the start.

The magic circle stopped spinning, and a sword light tore through the apocalyptic sky, arriving behind the crow in an instant.

"Skull Slash!"

Time seemed to stand still.

Izanbaron V. Nassjuro Sei transforms into a human-beast skeletal horse, maintaining a sword-drawing stance, with black flames and black and red lightning swirling around his body.

The crow looked down at its chest, where a deep, bone-revealing wound was rapidly freezing, almost freezing its organs and blood.

Before he could catch his breath.

A giant warthog with four tusks and its body also wreathed in black flames crashed heavily into him.

The impact was no less powerful than a towering mountain crashing down.

With a piercing cracking sound, the crow's chest caved in, and it coughed up three feet of blood, its breath fading rapidly.

"The Northern Army Commander of the Revolutionary Army, Crow, is a Logia-type Devil Fruit user with the Mine-Mine Fruit ability; he is easily defeated."

Shepard Pitt Saint did not transform into a sandworm, but instead teleported over in human form and grabbed the raven by the neck.

The latter was on its last legs and had completely lost its ability to resist.

"Maz, go and support Lord Im as soon as possible, then activate the teleportation magic circle."

Izanbaron—V—Nassshurou Sei swung his sword across the turbulent sea, and his unique freezing slash instantly froze the surface.

He provided a place for Piet Saint and others to stay.

"it is good!"

Makas—Maz Saint nodded, flapped his enormous wings, creating a sound barrier halo behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a black dot and disappeared into the horizon.

"This operation unexpectedly brought some pleasant surprises."

"This is the perfect opportunity to capture Monkey D. Dragon and dismantle the Revolutionary Army."

Saint Satan, Saint Vochuli, and Saint Nasshoulang were in high spirits as they looked at the raven, who was being choked by Saint Pitt and was already unconscious and half-dead.

all the time.

The revolutionary army was like rats in the gutter, constantly bothering them.

53. As long as I kill you, no one will know.

A meteorite hits Earth.

The devastating shockwave destroyed the deserted island, pushing all the surrounding seawater away and revealing the seabed that had never seen the sun for years.

Climb up to get a better view.

It was as if a piece of land had appeared out of thin air in the sea.

Karp landed vertically with his arms wrapped around his shoulders, his feet sinking deep into the mud, causing the surrounding earth's crust to rise and form hills.

His body crackled with black and red lightning, and his sharp eyes spewed out electric sparks.

Hahaha

"You damned dragon, are you still alive?!"

Garp laughed heartily and strode to a broken cliff, looking at the dragon buried in the mud and rubble, with only its blood-stained head sticking out.

cluck cluck~

The dragon was on its last breath, its eyes half-open, blood trickling from its seven orifices.

He looked at Garp with great difficulty, opened his mouth to try to say something, but what came out was only blood and foam.

There were even fragments of internal organs in the blood foam.

"As expected of my son, he's still alive."

Once he was sure the dragon was still alive, Garp bent down, grabbed the dragon's spiky head, and pulled it out like a radish from the ground.

Upon witnessing the gruesome sight of the dragon with its severed arm and split chest, Garp's previously unrestrained laughter gradually vanished, replaced by a somber expression.

He knew his son's strength very well; while he might not be invincible in the world, he was certainly a top-tier powerhouse.

How could he be injured so severely?

Were they ambushed?

"Old man, you shouldn't have gotten involved."

Long coughed and spoke haltingly.

When Dragon received the news that Luffy had been captured, he anticipated that his old man might take action.

What he didn't expect was that the old man would make such a blatant and undisguised move.

They don't shy away from their identity at all.

That's quite in line with the old man's independent and unconventional temperament.

However, things might get complicated afterward.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Luffy is my grandson. So what if he's a pirate? I'll take him back and re-educate him. It's no big deal."

"But what about you? Why did you make a move?"

"You've made yourself look so disheveled; it seems you've been neglecting your duties all these years!"

Karp never realized the seriousness of the problem.

With his qualifications.

Getting the World Government to release Luffy wouldn't be difficult, since being a pirate is just a game for Luffy.

At worst, I can just take him back and teach him a lesson with a loving fist.

Which family doesn't have a rebellious younger sibling?

It's a very minor issue.

Garp gently placed the dragon on the ground and leaned it against a rock, a hint of tenderness flashing across his stern face.

It was his son after all, and seeing him in such a miserable state made him feel terrible.

The fact that Dragon would come to Luffy's rescue actually surprised Garp.

His own foolish son inexplicably brought Luffy back to him 17 years ago, claiming he was his grandson, and then disappeared without a trace.

I haven't been paying attention to Luffy's growth all along.

It's quite unusual that he suddenly decided to take action on a whim this time.

"Alright, stop talking. Just rest for a bit and then leave as soon as possible."

Before Long could say anything more, Garp interrupted him, straightened up, and looked at the distant horizon, a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Buzzing

The ground beneath my feet began to tremble, arcs of electricity crackled in the air, and large amounts of mud and sand were suspended in the air.

A demonic figure, exuding overwhelming power, quickly appeared in Garp's line of sight.

"Monkey King Garp!!!"

Sumer's body was missing half of its length, and even a section of his intestine was hanging from his stomach, but because of his immortality, he was rapidly recovering.

Moreover, Narona Imsand is currently in control.

This further increases the recovery speed of the immortal body.

Garp's appearance.

This did not provoke anger from Narona Imsain; instead, it only elicited indifference and contempt.

In his eyes, Garp was already unforgivable.

"How can they still be alive?"

Compared to Narona's indifference, Garp's heart sank.

He could see it clearly: half of the other person's body was gone, with only some flesh and bone fragments hanging on.

Even a large portion of its intestines had fallen out.

But this fatal wound, which was sure to kill, was healed by the opponent in just a few seconds, which is simply outrageous.

Could it be that the other party is immortal?

"Hahaha, how terrifying! It seems I misjudged you, Saint Ergen—the Sumerian Saint!"

Karp recalled their first meeting on Gaya Island.

At the time, Saint Ergenman—the Sumerian Saint—felt to him like a nobody, no different from the other annoying Celestial Dragons.