I'm the Great Pirate, and I'm waging the Holy Grail War!

Chapter 314 Defeat! The Last God of Darkness

The battle of the gods in the sky erupted simultaneously.

There was no probing.

Karna thrust out his spear, merging the condensed solar fire and purifying lightning into a platinum torrent that pierced the heavens and earth.

Oh, sun, transform into the ultimate combination of offense and defense in armor!

Arjuna raised an arm, and dark golden divine light condensed into a shield.

"This attack is hereby declared null and void."

A conceptual confrontation. The platinum torrent crashed into the dark gold shield, not with an explosion, but with vast swathes of existence being silently wiped out, revealing the distorted void beneath.

The two moved at the same time.

Karna transformed into a bolt of lightning, launching a close-range attack. His spear technique was like a storm of pear blossoms, each strike containing the power to shatter mountains and boil seas, and also carrying the ultimate martial arts skill.

Arjuna, with his six arms dancing in unison, sometimes with fists, sometimes with palms, sometimes with a bowstring in hand, shot out invisible arrows of cause and effect.

His attack went closer to the rules, attempting to directly define Karna's existence as an error and remove it.

The aftershocks of the battle evaporated the sea and tore the sky apart. Below, Blackbeard and Ace fought with equal frenzy.

"Great Flame Ring - Flame Emperor!" Ace conjured a fireball comparable to a small sun.

"Dark Emperor!" The black-bearded man clashed with an equal amount of darkness.

In the instant the light and darkness vanished, Ace rushed in close, "Divine Fire - Shiranui!" The flaming spear pierced straight into Blackbeard's heart.

"Zehahaha! Have you forgotten my constitution?!" Blackbeard neither dodged nor avoided, letting the flames engulf his body, while grabbing Ace with both hands.

"Dark Water! Liberation!!"

A powerful suction force came, and Ace felt his Devil Fruit power fluctuate violently, as if he was about to be pulled away.

But with a fierce look in his eyes, he not only did not retreat, but instead compressed all the flames and Conqueror's Haki inward.

"Roger said—strength is important, but the heart that carries that strength is more important! Blackbeard, you only think about taking, but you've never truly possessed anything!"

The flames and will compressed to their absolute limit exploded within Blackbeard's body!

"Ugh—!!" Blackbeard screamed as he was blasted away, his chest charred black, and the dark water became chaotic for a moment.

But he quickly rallied and transformed into a streak of black light, flying into the sky.

In the sky, the duel between Arjuna and Karna has reached a crucial moment.

Arjuna finally drew back the bow formed by the threads of cause and effect, and the golden kingdom of God unfolded behind him, a perfect yet lifeless worldscape formed after devouring countless possibilities.

"The verdict is final, returning to the cycle of nothingness. The verdict returns to the sword of annihilation!"

This attack targeted not only Karna, but also the concept he represented—the imperfections and possibilities of the world.

As the arrow was released, a sense of impending doom enveloped everything.

At the edge where the Dark Gold Divine Realm collides with the Sun Barrier, the seawater boils and evaporates.

Karna's armor was covered with fine cracks, and his divine core was being severely depleted due to the continuous struggle against the erosion left by Arjuna and the oceanic power controlled by Lox.

But his figure, holding the gun, remained steadfast, the radiance of the sun and thunder warm and resilient, firmly anchored between the ghostly sea monster and the red earth continent.

Ace burned on the twisted wreckage, the flames tearing through the shadowy tentacles time and again, but the sea monster's resentment seemed endless.

He looked up and saw the black light formed by the black beard approaching the edge of the holy land.

"Karna!" Ace roared.

"Understood," Karna replied briefly.

He took a deep breath, his gaze piercing through the chaotic battlefield, fixed on Arjuna's sword that determined everything.

it's time.

Karna held his Sun-Thunder Spear horizontally, its tip pointing towards the dark, final god high in the sky.

Instead of charging forward, he poured all his will to give and bear, the essence of possibility entrusted by Indra, and the protective fire of Ace that burned everything into this one shot.

Arjuna.

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through all the noise.

"Your perfection is loneliness."

The core of the divine realm fluctuated violently.

"My imperfections are interconnected."

Behind Karna, a warm halo unfolded, no longer just divine radiance, but faintly revealing the profile of Roger laughing, Ace's gritting-teeth fighting figure, Sabo's blood-stained yet resolute eyes, Luffy's untroubled smile, and the blurred faces of countless ordinary lives struggling forward—

They are imperfect yet vibrant people in this world.

Human beings are inherently imperfect, but to deny everything because of this slight imperfection is itself an extreme form of imperfection.

"This body is the witness, bearing witness to the mercy of the gods, gathering countless lights. May both worlds bear witness!"

Karna took a deep breath, and the sun and lightning behind him completely merged, transforming into an indestructible pure white radiance.

Within this radiance emerges the thunderous shadow of Indra, the phantom of Roger's laughter, and the faces of countless ordinary people striving to live their lives.

"This spear is proof of opening up new possibilities—experience the will of all living beings, O Sun, submit to death!"

This is the resonance of will and the manifestation of the path!

He threw the gun.

It was no longer a torrent of light and lightning tearing everything apart.

Instead, it was a tranquil, slow stream of light that seemed to carry the weight of the entire world of life.

It easily passed through the boiling ocean barrier, ignored the tearing shadows, and collided directly with the god who judged everything.

The pure white spear of light and the dark gold final blade collided in mid-air.

No sound.

The light devoured everything.

There was no explosion, no annihilation.

The dark golden divine light seemed to encounter the solid ice of the warm sun, and began to melt and disintegrate from the inside.

It was not destroyed by violence, but dissolved by a larger and warmer existence.

When the light faded, a huge crater appeared on the sea surface, and the seawater was unable to flow back for a long time.

Karna's armor was riddled with cracks, and he knelt in mid-air, his breath weak. Ace rushed up to support him.

On the other side, Arjuna's figure became illusory, and the Dark Gold Divine Light flickered uncertainly.

He looked down at the unhealable crack in his chest.

What flowed from the crack was not divine blood, but shimmering specks of light—potential things that he had devoured but not fully digested.

"Imperfection—it actually—penetrated through perfection?" For the first time, confusion appeared in Arjuna's eyes.

Within the core of the divine realm, Arjuna's will, which was on the verge of complete dissipation, was awakened by this warm current, coalescing into a final, blurry figure.

He looked down at his melting dark gold body, then at Karna, and for the first time, cracks appeared in the ancient indifference and all-ruling coldness in his eyes.

"—Karna."

His voice resonated directly in Karna's heart, faint yet clear.

"Is this... the weight of possibility?"

"It is the temperature at which life chooses to live," Karna replied, burning his own divine core to maintain the connection.

Arjuna remained silent for a moment, watching the Blade of Cause and Effect, a symbol of the power of judgment, melt away in his hand.

"I tried to erase imperfection and establish a static eternity—but I forgot that the standard of perfection I used to judge was itself an imperfect delusion."

He whispered, "Devouring and judging have brought no peace, only nothingness."

He looked up, his gaze seemingly piercing through Karna, and saw countless flickering lights within the halo.

"Aren't you burdened by carrying them?"

"Heavy," Karna said frankly, "but worth it."

Arjuna's figure had faded to the point of being transparent.

In his final moments, he looked at the cold pillar of order at the top of the Red Line, then at Rocks in the distance, who was locked in a fierce battle with Caproze but was still trying to control the ocean to break through the barrier, and at the black light that was rushing madly toward the Holy Land.

"They—are also searching for their own answers, chaotic ambitions, disordered eternity—" Arjuna's voice carried its last moments of clarity.

"Both the order of Im and the order of Karna are wrong paths. Karna, your path—may be the right one."

He vanished completely.

The last wisp of dark gold divinity was not devoured, but instead transformed into countless tiny specks of light.

Some returned to the Throne of Heroes, while others actively merged into the warm aura behind Karna, adding a strange resilience to him after being tempered by judgment.

Arjuna, exit.

The divine realm collapsed completely, and the dark gold seawater rapidly faded and diluted. The ghostly sea demon let out a mournful howl, its power greatly diminished.

With the pressure relieved, Ace's flames surged, finally igniting the core remains of the sea monster and transforming them into a towering torch.

He broke free, panting heavily, and looked at Karna.

Karna fell back to the surface of the sea, his face pale and his divinity greatly depleted, but his eyes were bright. He nodded slightly to Ace.

On the other side, the battlefield between Rocks and Caprogge.

The ocean's fury has reached its peak.

Rocks, single-handedly, triggered an attack across the entire sea, temporarily suppressing Garp, who was protected by Order, and Roger, who was at his peak.

His fists carried the weight of the ocean and the domineering brute force, each strike causing the space to tremble.

"Hahaha! That was satisfying!" Rocks laughed wildly, punching Garp back and parrying Roger's slash with a backhand. "That's more like it! The old feel is back!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Garp's mouth, its silvery light flickering intermittently, but his eyes remained as fierce as ever.

"Gibeck! Your strength—and this monstrous appearance, what's going on?!"

Roger slashed his blade, cleaving through a massive waterspout, his gaze sharp as lightning.

"The Earl's spirit origin—but the core is you. How did you end up looking like this inhuman, ghostly Frankenstein's monster?"

Upon hearing this, Lockes slowed his attack slightly, a complex expression flashing across his face, a mixture of anger and deep-seated weariness.

"What's going on?" he scoffed, smashing away the giant seawater fist that was attacking him with a single punch. "Good question, Roger."

He parried a heavy punch from Garp, used the force to leap backward, temporarily escaping the fight, and stood on a protruding reef.

The sea breeze ruffled his tattered coat, and a near-absurd expression appeared on his face, a blend of count's elegance and pirate's ruggedness.

"I also want to know what happened." His voice lowered. "Dying in the Valley of the Gods, one's consciousness should have sunk into darkness."

But then—Lao Tzu saw it.

"The power that lies at the intersection of two worlds is known as the Avengers' ability! Forgotten correction."

Garp and Roger stopped and looked at him with frowns.

"What do you see?"

"You see, there was no interference from that bastard Dilt." Locke's eyes deepened.

"After I died, God Valley was wiped out, you two became legends, the World Government remained the same old idiot, and the Great Pirate Era was lively enough, but everyone was just floundering in a bigger cage!"

"Lao Tzu's name has become a taboo, and Lao Tzu's dream has become a joke!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, his aura surging.

"I don't resent my own failure, nor do I resent Dieter for interfering in the first place."

"I refuse to accept this! I refuse to accept this world! I refuse to accept the king who is high above me! This overwhelming resentment is more intense than any personal hatred! It didn't turn me into a vengeful ghost, but instead—it attracted an interesting resonance."

He tugged at the collar of his earl-style coat.

"A man's resentment resonates with mine even across worlds!"

"He was betrayed, robbed of everything, and painstakingly sought revenge. I was mocked by fate, my dreams buried. It's all hatred for the injustices of fate!"

"This hatred was too intense, too unique, and with the clash of worlds—hey, I'm stuck to him, and I crawled back looking like this!"

He grinned, his smile twisted into a grimace.

"The Count of Monte Cristo's skills and memories of revenge became the outer shell, while Lao Tzu's soul and power became the core."

"The forgetting correction made me clearly remember the original frustration, which strengthened my resolve to tear everything apart!"

"Im wants to freeze the world? Arjuna wants to determine perfection? They're both just another form of cage!"

"What I want is true freedom! A world that can devour that so-called human reason, an infinitely expanding world!"

He looked toward the top of the Red Earth continent, his eyes burning with ambition.

"That black-bearded brat is my son, we share the same blood. His summoning of me is destiny!"

"Now, he's going up to break in, while I'm here to hold off you two, my destined enemies—it's fair!"

Garp and Roger finally understood the cause and effect.

"So, you're determined to help your son complete that insane plan?" Roger gripped the knife tighter.

"What else?" Rocks laughed. "Make peace with you and go for a drink? Don't be naive, Roger! We've never been on the same side! Not before, and certainly not now!"

His aura surged once more, and the sea responded with a roar.

"Come on! One last round! I'll send you two old geezers on your way first, then I'll go up there and open the door to a new world for my son!"

"Arrogant!" Garp roared, his silver-white light of order merging with his dark aura, his power reaching its peak.

Roger took a deep breath, and the blade, wreathed in Conqueror's Haki, emitted a soft, dragon-like roar.

He and Garp exchanged a glance, and without a word, the tacit understanding from decades ago instantly returned.

"Then—as you wish," Roger said in a deep voice.

Three legends from the old era clash in their final showdown, holding nothing back, and erupt in a thunderous explosion!

Its power was so great that it even temporarily overshadowed the noise on the main battlefield.

Ace and Karna looked over there, knowing that the outcome there would greatly affect the overall situation.

But their gaze was more focused on the top of the Red Earth continent.

Blackbeard had already approached the barrier of the Holy Land, and the cocoon of order beneath Pangu City was shining with an unprecedented intensity. Of the forty-nine anchor points, the last three were flickering like candles in the wind.

"Karna, can you still fight?" Ace wiped the blood from his face.

Karna steadied his breathing, and the Sunwheel Thunder Spear regained its light: "Alright."

"Then let's not wait any longer." Ace looked up at the top, where flames rose again. "Let's end all of this."

The two transformed into streaks of crimson gold and white gold, ignoring the aftershocks of the legendary duel behind them, and sped towards the final stage.

The battle on the Eastern Front ended with Arjuna's dissolution and enlightenment, and reached its climax with Locus's complete revelation and mad ambition. The final victory and the answer lie atop the Red Line.

There, the black light was about to crash into the barrier.

There, the cocoon's light was cold and blinding.

In the final round, all variables will clash in their final encounter beneath the walls of Pangu City.