One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

Roy's Observation Haki spread out silently, sensing the situation on the battlefield.

At the same time, he deflected Shamlock's chilling slash with a single strike, and retreated as he did so.

His Observation Haki had given him a clear understanding of the situation on the battlefield.

Yamato is leading Savi and a few others on their way here. They're the fastest; they should be here in half a minute at most.

Barrett and Garp were still fighting, their punches landing so hard that no one dared to approach within dozens of meters.

Although Hawkeye and Aokiji's duel wasn't as earth-shattering as Barrett's, the crisp sound of blades colliding with ice conveyed a deadly danger with every strike.

Roy quickly made a mental calculation.

With his current strength, he could easily defend himself against the seven or eight remaining members of the Satanic Knights.

But if someone could help him hold back the Knights of God, allowing him and another top fighter to concentrate their firepower on Saint Satan, the situation would be completely different.

"Everyone, listen to my command!"

Roy's voice resounded simultaneously in the minds of all members of Beehive Island through telekinesis.

Barrett, who was exchanging blows with Garp, paused for a moment. Garp seized the opportunity and smashed a powerful punch into his face, sending him flying backward and crashing through a wall.

But he immediately got up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cursed inwardly.

"Roy, you sent a telepathic message at this time, and I got punched because of it."

Roy ignored his complaints and continued to issue orders:

"Burgess, abandon Zephyr and go with Kuma to the battlefield between Garp and Barrett to replace Barrett."

Zephyr was handed over to the Yamato team.

Bages, who was engaged in a brutal fight with Zephyr, grinned when he heard the order.

His right arm muscles suddenly swelled, and a full-force elbow strike forced Zeff back several steps. Then, without looking back, he charged toward Garp.

"Hey! Kid! Why are you running?!" Zefa roared, trying to chase after him.

But Burgess completely ignored him.

His mission has changed; his current target is Garp.

At the same time, the bear retracted its paws and turned its massive body towards Garp.

He has been clearing out the navy's junior officers since the beginning, and the bear paw energy bombs have already blown countless people away.

Upon receiving the new order, he didn't hesitate at all. He pushed off with his feet and moved at high speed toward Garp.

"Crocodile takes over from Mihawk to prevent Aokiji from supporting other battlefields."

Crocodile was using his Sand Blade to suck a Marine Commodore dry, and upon hearing the order, the corners of his mouth, which was clenched with a cigar, turned up slightly.

"Hmph, sending this old man to deal with Aokiji? The captain certainly knows how to pick his men."

With a wave of his right hand, he transformed into a sandstorm, sweeping towards the area where Hawkeye and Aokiji were fighting.

Hawkeye is facing off against Aokiji.

Traces of frost still lingered on the blade of the Black Blade Night, and a thin, long cut appeared on Aokiji's shoulder.

Neither of them has gained an advantage in their fight so far.

"Mihawk, Roy needs you."

Crocodile emerged from the sandstorm, his golden hook reflecting a cold light in the sunlight.

Hawkeye glanced at him, then at Aokiji, his golden eyes devoid of any extra emotion.

He slowly sheathed the black knife at his side, turned and left, clean and efficient, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

Aokiji wanted to give chase, but a wall of sand suddenly rose up in front of him.

"Hey, your opponent has changed."

Crocodile exhaled a smoke ring, his right hand transformed into a sand blade, and a half-smile played on his lips.

"The rest of you, speed up the clearing out of the naval commanders, and step in wherever support is needed."

Moria's shadow bats exploded once again in the naval formation.

Hancock's petrifying arrows swept away the pursuing troops surging from both sides.

Jinbe's Fishman Karate created a huge wave in the crowd.

Cyrus's greatsword continued to reap the harvest from the giants.

Baal, in his rock giant form, swung his enormous arms and sent rows of naval soldiers flying.

Upon receiving the order, the Beehive Island cadres launched an even more ferocious offensive than before.

Roy himself was even faster.

His telekinetic domain had long since covered the entire battlefield.

Within his domain, he can move any object at will—including his own companions.

Barrett had only gone halfway when the scene before him suddenly changed.

Garp's iron fist was already in front of him, but the next second, he found himself standing behind Roy.

The ice beneath their feet had been transformed into a cratered ruin, riddled with holes from the battle.

Garp's iron fist missed its target, and the Conqueror's Haki lightning on his fist blasted a huge crater into the ice in front of him.

He paused for a moment, then looked up and saw his opponent had suddenly vanished.

"What—"

Before Garp could finish speaking, two figures blocked his way.

Burgess grinned, his right arm muscles swelling to twice their normal size, covered in Armament Haki.

The bear stood silently beside Burgess, its paws raised, the fleshy balls in its palms gleaming in the sunlight.

"Old man Garp, it's a change of personnel!"

With a roar, Burgess unleashed the full power of his Power-Power Fruit, slamming his right fist toward Garp with terrifying force.

Garp raised his fist to block, and a shockwave exploded the moment the two fists collided.

Burgess was knocked back several steps, but his smile only grew brighter.

"That was impressive! No wonder you're a naval hero! Let's do it again!"

At the same time, the bear also made a move, blasting a bear paw energy ball at Garp from the side.

Garp dodged to the side, the energy blast grazing his shoulder and exploding into a small mushroom cloud behind him.

At the same time, Hawkeye also appeared next to Roy.

His black sword, Night, pointed diagonally at the ground, his golden eyes calmly sweeping over the Saint Satan and the members of the Knights of God before settling on Roy.

"Who is the target?"

"The Five Elders".

Roy's voice wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for Satan to hear clearly.

Satan's face darkened.

He gripped the scepter tightly, and the six spider legs created six ripples in the air.

Barrett snapped out of his brief daze and found himself suddenly standing next to Roy.

He glanced at Garp, who was fighting Burgess and Kuma in the distance, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Roy! I'm really into this!" Barrett's tiger stripes throbbed beneath his skin, his tone full of complaint.

"What's so great about that old man?"

Roy said without turning his head,

"There's one of the Five Elders here, and a bunch of Knights of the Gods. Which one do you want to fight?"

Barrett paused for a moment, then looked at Satan Saint and the members of the Order of the Gods behind him.

His mouth slowly parted into a grin, revealing a mouthful of sharp canine teeth.

"The Five Elders?"

Is that the old monster who has lived for eight hundred years?

"I've never fought a guy of this caliber before."

He clenched his fist, his knuckles making a series of cracking sounds.

"Okay, I'll take this one."

"It wasn't just you who picked us up," Roy said. "It was the three of us together."

Barrett glanced at Hawkeye, then at Roy, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes.

"Three against one? When would I ever need that?"

"Black to Domination".