XX-level Hokage

"Damn it!" Tikapro Saint gritted his teeth. Although his body was strong, he gradually showed signs of fatigue under the combined attack of the three.

Just then, it suddenly soared into the sky, its wings gathering endless flames. "Flame Annihilation!"

A massive fireball descended from the sky, hurtling straight towards Ticapro Saint. Ticapro Saint roared, attempting to unleash the full power of his "Berserk" state to defend himself.

However, just as he was concentrating on resisting the flames, Katakuri's mochi transformed again, turning into countless sharp spikes that pierced his feet from the ground, pinning him firmly in place.

"This is impossible!" Tikapro Saint stared in shock at his feet, feeling a sense of danger for the first time.

Sabo seized the opportunity to ascend into the air, perfectly coordinating with Smoke's attack. His fists were engulfed in flames as he unleashed "Flame Dragon Soar!"

Sabo's flames and Shuo's fireballs converged in the air, forming an incredibly intense whirlwind of fire that completely engulfed Tikkapro Saint. Tikkapro Saint let out a roar of unwilling anger, but his voice was quickly swallowed by the flames.

Finally, with a loud bang, a whirlwind of flames exploded in the air, and the figure of Tikapro Saint was blasted dozens of meters away, crashing heavily to the ground.

As the smoke and dust cleared from the battlefield, Shuo, Katakuri, and Sabo, panting heavily, exchanged glances, a sense of victory rising in their hearts. "We did it," Katakuri said with a slight smile, his face full of confidence.

“Yes, but there’s an even more important task waiting for us.” Sabo extinguished his flames and turned his gaze to the distance, where the sounds of an even fiercer battle could be heard.

Chi nodded, reverting to human form. "They need our support; we can't waste any more time." But just then, a burst of wild laughter rang out.

"You three are very good! Really very good. If I give you some more time to grow, you might really be able to reach the level of a Yonko Admiral. But right now you're still a bit green!"

"not good!"

The three were just about to defend themselves.

A beam of blood-red light, emitting steam, rushed over.

He punched Katakuri away, then kicked Sabo into the ground, and finally grabbed Shuo by the neck.

"Do you understand? This is the difference between us," Tikapro Saint said coldly, then hurled the Blazing Fire away.

The battle has clearly taken a turn for the better. After initially being at a disadvantage, Tikkapro Saint seems to have increased his strength through some means, unleashing even greater power.

Looking at the three incredibly strong individuals—Shuo, Katakuri, and Sabo—Tikapro felt inexplicably no joy. Is this the new generation?

"Truly outstanding, enough to force me to activate my second stage. But why are these incredibly talented young people all from the pirate world?" Thinking this, Tikapro Saint's expression darkened.

Not to mention the Navy, among the younger generation of the Heavenly Dragons today, none can compare to them.

If this continues, the next generation of God Knights will probably have to rely on curses like those from Devil Fruits to increase their strength.

"I can give the three of you a chance to join the Navy and become members of the World Government. Otherwise, you'll die here!" Ticapro said coldly.

"Heh." Smoke merely sneered at Tikkaura's offer of recruitment, then the flames around her intensified. Katakuri adjusted his scarf, his eyes narrowing as he began to foresee the future.

"Do you think that's possible? Based on what your World Government and the Celestial Dragons have done," Sabo said seriously. "In that case, you can all die." With that, Tikapro vanished from the spot in an instant.

Chapter 178: The Victory

On the battlefield not far from Dressrosa, the sounds of fierce fighting echoed through the sky, the smoke of battle had not yet dissipated, and the air was thick with the atmosphere of tension.

Tikkaro's berserk ability pushed his power to the limit. Faced with such a powerful enemy, even though Smoke, Katakuri, and Sabo tried their best, they could only barely hold on.

Tikkapro Saint's figure flickered across the battlefield. His speed and strength were beyond human capabilities, and each attack swept in like a storm.

Chi used all his strength to fight back with flames, while Katakuri tried to restrict his movements with the power of the Mochi Mochi Fruit. Sabo tried to deliver a heavy blow from the side, but their combined offensive was unable to break through Tikkapro Saint's defenses.

Tikkapuro Saint sent Katakuri flying with a single punch, his eyes flashing with disdain and contempt.

However, his expression was not relaxed, because he realized that this battle was not easy.

Yu, Katakuri, and Sabo readjusted their formation, their eyes burning with an indomitable flame. Although Tikkaro Saint was incredibly powerful, they understood that this was a crucial moment to overthrow the World Government.

"His domineering aura is too strong; we can't get close at all!" Katakuri gasped as he barely dodged a powerful punch.

“We can’t give up,” Sabo whispered to his companions, his eyes filled with determination. “Yes,” Yan replied coldly, “we must persevere.”

Katakuri nodded, channeling his Observation Haki to its fullest extent, trying to pinpoint the trajectory of Tikkapro Saint's attack. Just then, a clear female voice rang out: "Looks like you need some help!"

As the sound appeared, a huge spiked club, accompanied by black lightning, descended from the sky and slammed heavily into Tikkapro Saint.

Tikkapro Saint barely managed to block with his arm, but was still knocked back several steps, staring in shock at the newcomer.

Tikkapro Saint frowned and turned around. Not far away, a figure rushed over like lightning. Accompanied by the whistling wind, a spiked club carrying black lightning slammed towards Tikkapro Saint.

"The newcomer is none other than Kaido's son, Yamato."

"Thunderous Eight Trigrams!" Yamato swung his spiked club again with such force that the air vibrated and roared.

Caught off guard, Tikapro Saint was struck hard by the blow, his body involuntarily staggering back several steps. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes; he hadn't expected this young woman to possess such power.

"Kaido's daughter?" Ticapro steadied himself, a hint of fear in his eyes. He recognized this powerful opponent.

Kaido's daughter, Yamato, a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user (Dog-Dog Fruit, Mythical Zoan, Big Mouth God Form), joined the battle with overwhelming force. "Oh, I'm late!" Yamato smiled slightly, then transformed into a wolf, lightning crackling in the surrounding air.

Sabo gave a cold "humph," though he loathed Yamato, this "traitor," his eyes clearly showing relief at Yamato's arrival. "Thank you for your support." Sabo nodded. "Be careful from now on; his strength is considerable."

Yamato nodded, then transformed into the form of the Great Mouth True God, revealing white fur and wolf-like features, his aura even stronger than before.

She quickly exchanged a glance with Katakuri and Sabo, reaching a new understanding. "Now we have a chance," Sabo nodded slightly.

"Attack together, everyone!" Katakuri shouted, unleashing the power of his Mochi Mochi Fruit once more. Sabo and Yamato coordinated perfectly, preparing for the next wave of attacks.

Facing four powerful enemies, Tikapro Saint's face was gloomy, but his berserk ability had been activated to its limit. His whole body was wrapped in red light, and power was surging out continuously.

"Hmph, even if you outnumber me, I will not fall easily!" Tikapro roared, unleashing his full domineering aura once again.

Yamato charged forward first, her spiked club crackling with lightning, sweeping out with terrifying power. Tikkapro Saint gritted his teeth and tried to block, but was forced back by Yamato's force.

At the same time, Katakuri's mochi ball suddenly rose from the ground, transforming into countless bindings that bound Tikkapro Saint.

"Don't even think about moving!" Katakuri said coldly, his Observation Haki continuously locking onto Tikapro Saint's every move.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Sabo attacked from the side, his Fiery Dragon Claw Fist striking precisely at Tikkapro Saint's side, instantly engulfing half of his body in flames.

With a roar, Tikkapro Saint forcefully broke free of his restraints and slammed his fists into the ground. The ground cracked open, and the shockwave forced the four of them to retreat. "His power is still increasing!" Yan thought to herself, but she did not back down.

Yamato quickly adjusted his stance and lunged at Tikapro Saint again, his spiked club clashing violently with the opponent's fist, sparks flying. "Even if you're strong, you're no match for us!" Yamato roared, his domineering aura instantly suppressing Tikapro Saint.

Tikkapro Saint felt pressure from all sides; he knew that if this continued, his strength would soon be exhausted. He tried to find a way out, but his old acquaintances were working together seamlessly.

"You traitors, you cannot be tolerated!" Ticapro was furious, but his heart had begun to waver.

The battle intensified, the ground was riddled with holes, and the air was thick with smoke and dust. Yamato, Smoke, Katakuri, and Sabo worked together seamlessly, gradually cornering Ticapro Saint.

Just as Tikkapro Saint was completely trapped, a loud explosion came from the distant battlefield, drawing everyone's attention. "It seems our victory is not far off," Sabo smiled slightly, knowing that the scales of victory had tipped.

A wave of despair washed over Tikkapro Saint. He realized that even with his immense strength, he couldn't possibly win against such a powerful combined attack. "I can't lose here!" Tikkapro Saint cried out in his heart, unleashing his "Berserk" mode once more.

However, the four's teamwork became increasingly seamless. Katakuri's mochi, like a nimble snake, coiled around Tikkapuro's arm, while Yamato...

The machine struck from the side, neutralizing Tikkapro Saint's offensive.

Sabo's Flame Dragon Claw Fist was particularly deadly at this moment; his attack was precise and swift, tearing a gap in Tikkapro Saint's defense with flames.

"Now!" Yamato shouted, swinging his spiked club down again. This time, black lightning drew an arc in the air, heading straight for Tikkapro Saint's head.

Tikkapro Saint tried to defend himself, but he was already a beat too slow.

The spiked club crashed down with thunderous force, and he could no longer maintain his balance, being knocked to the ground by the enormous impact. "The battle is over!" Katakuri said in a deep voice, sweat trickling down his forehead, yet he appeared triumphant.

Yu, Katakuri, Sabo, and Yamato surrounded them simultaneously, pinning Ticapro Saint firmly to the ground. Ticapro Saint struggled, but his power had been completely exhausted, and the berserk red light gradually dissipated.

"You defeated me?" Ticapro Saint murmured unwillingly, his eyes gleaming with disbelief.

At this moment, his heart was filled with complex emotions. If he could activate "Berserk Level Three," if he could... thud—he was still too old. Then, Tikapro Saint closed his eyes.

Chapter 179: An Unexpected Enemy

After Tikkari was subdued, Yan, Katakuri, Sabo, and Yamato briefly exchanged glances, all relieved, but they knew...

The battle is far from over.

Yamato spoke with a hint of reluctance: "We need to hurry and support other battlefields; time waits for no one."

Sabo nodded, saying firmly, "That's right, we must ensure victory on every battlefield; there can be no room for error."

Yu coldly looked at Tikkapro Saint, and after confirming that he had lost the ability to fight, he turned around and said, "Let's go, there's no time to waste."

Katakuri used his powerful Observation Haki to scan the surrounding battle situation, trying to find the best route for support. "Southeast," he said in a deep voice, "there's a fierce battle going on over there, we have to go and provide support."

The four quickly adjusted their stance and rushed in the direction Katakuri had pointed out. Each of them realized that this battle concerned the future of the entire world.

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, Monkey D. Dragon, the leader of the Revolutionary Army, had just defeated Kroll Saint. His gaze was resolute as he rushed towards Kaido's battlefield amidst the clamor of battle. As the leader of the Revolutionary Army, he knew the importance of this operation and that he had to go all out.

However, just as he was about to reach the battlefield, a familiar figure blocked his way.

The dragon looked up and saw Shanks' signature red hair and calm expression. "Shanks?" The dragon frowned slightly, asking with some surprise, "What are you doing here?"

Shanks smiled slightly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and determination: "Dragon, this world is already chaotic enough. If the World Government collapses, the out-of-control situation will only make things more chaotic. I cannot allow the Knights of God to be defeated."

To be honest, "The Pirate Alliance was indeed hasty in the past. I really don't understand why Kaido, Bigmon, and you three joined this organization. Does that sorcerer really have such great power?"

Upon hearing Shanks's answer, Dragon's gaze sharpened. "So you intend to stop me?"

Shanks nodded, drew his sword, and exuded an aura of dominance. "Yes, excuse me, I cannot let you pass." For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The clash of auras between Shanks and Monkey D. Dragon created a powerful interplay of Haki in the air, making everyone else on the battlefield feel a suffocating sense of oppression.

“Then it seems we can only let strength decide.” The dragon’s voice revealed a hint of calm and determination. “I won’t let you hinder our plans.” Shanks didn’t speak again; he knew that words were meaningless at this point.

The two launched their attacks simultaneously. Shanks countered with his unparalleled swordsmanship and Conqueror's Haki, while Dragon transformed into Quetzalcoatl, displaying the immense power of a Mythical Zoan-type.

Shanks' swordplay was like a rainbow, his domineering aura distorting the surrounding air, each strike containing overwhelming power. Dragon, on the other hand, excelled in agility and speed; each of his attacks was as swift as lightning, carrying an irresistible momentum.

Both are among the world's top fighters, and their duel is like a battle between a tiger and a savage beast; any slight mistake could have fatal consequences.

The battle reached its climax. The dragon's feathered serpent form transformed him into a storm, his lightning speed clashing with Shanks' swordsmanship to create a deafening sound.

"Do you really think this will change anything?" Dragon said in a deep voice as he dodged Shanks's sword. "Even you can't stop this force of change!"

Shanks' eyes flashed, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. "Dragon, I respect your beliefs, but I also have things I must uphold." His words revealed an unwavering conviction.

At this moment, neither side could back down. Every move was made with all their might. They both knew that the victory of either side would have a profound impact on the overall situation of the war.

Just as the battle between the two sides was raging, Dragon suddenly noticed a slight opening in Shanks's sword strike. Seizing this golden opportunity, Dragon swiftly transformed into the form of Quetzalcoatl and unleashed one of his most powerful techniques, "Quetzalcoatl's Rage."

The dragon's scales transformed into piercing light, sweeping towards Shanks like a tsunami.

Despite the dragon's terrifying onslaught, Shanks remained calm. He instantly unleashed his full power of Conqueror's Haki, creating a protective aura around him.

An invisible barrier appeared, and at the same time, he drew his sword to meet it.

Two incredibly powerful forces collided violently in mid-air, instantly silencing the earth and engulfing the entire battlefield in a blinding white light. The aftershocks of this attack momentarily halted the surrounding fighting, and many weaker warriors were even thrown to the ground by the impact. When the white light returned...

As the light gradually faded, the scene in the center of the battlefield reappeared.