Pirate: I'm an admiral now, what's wrong with taking a little extra money?

"Get the hell out of my way!!"

While in mid-air, Garp punched the airship blocking his path, which was preparing to fire at Roger.

Boom! ...

There are no fancy moves, only pure, extreme violence.

One punch.

That heavy three-masted sailing ship, which was a hundred meters long, was like a block that had been hit head-on by a giant's hammer, and it began to crumble inch by inch from the middle!

Wood chips flew everywhere, the keel broke, and the huge ship disintegrated in mid-air, turning into fireballs and fragments that crashed into the sea, creating huge waves!

"Garp?!"

Golden Lion and Roger called out the name almost simultaneously, but their tones contained completely different emotions.

Roger was overjoyed: "Hahaha! Garp! You bastard, you came just in time!"

The Golden Lion roared in fury: "Mad dog! This is the New World! You only have one ship, and you dare to come here to die?!"

"So what if it's just one ship?"

Garp landed lightly on a floating plank, picked his nose, and looked at the fleet filling the sky with disdain.

"My iron fists are enough to deal with you bunch of trash!!"

Chapter 43 How many disciplinary points are the three of you worth combined?

"Garp...you bastard!"

Shiki the Golden Lion floated in mid-air, watching his precious warship being smashed into burning scrap metal. Beneath his wild golden hair, his arrogant face was twisted with rage.

He had planned everything perfectly, cornering Roger and bringing victory within his grasp.

As a result, this mad dog of the navy barged in without warning!

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good!" The Golden Lion laughed in fury. "Since the Navy also wants to join in the fun, then today we will bury both of you here, along with your ship!"

"Come on, trash!" Garp picked his nose and responded with a look of utter contempt for him.

Meanwhile, on the Oro Jackson.

Rayleigh, the "Pluto," adjusted his glasses, looked at Garp who had suddenly barged in, and sighed helplessly.

"Really, Captain, this is getting worse."

"Isn't this even more interesting?" Roger grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, his eyes full of excitement. "Rayleigh, the boys are in your hands now!"

With that, he stomped his foot and shot into the air, drawing the Supreme Greatsword from his waist with his right hand.

Dark Armament Haki instantly enveloped the blade, accompanied by raging red and black lightning. Roger wielded the sword with both hands and slashed down at Garp!

"Garp! Let's continue that fight we didn't finish!"

"Just what I wanted, Roger!"

Garp laughed wildly. His iron fist, which had driven Roger to the brink of despair countless times, was now as black as ink. Without any unnecessary movements, he slammed straight out to meet the blade!

boom--!!!

The blade and the iron fist never actually touched.

In the void where the two were less than half a foot apart, the air emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass, and visible black cracks spread outwards.

Sizzle! Sizzle—!

Dark red, domineering lightning, like a ferocious giant python, surged wildly outward from the center of the two's confrontation, instantly tearing apart the dark clouds in the sky!

Proof of strength—Conqueror's Haki enveloping!

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying shockwave spread out!

The mere aftershocks of the collision created a depression hundreds of meters in diameter on the sea surface. The resulting towering waves tossed several nearby air pirate ships into the air like toys before slamming them down!

"Are you... are you kidding me! These two monsters!"

In the Golden Lion's fleet, a pirate captain looked at the apocalyptic scene before him, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Everyone hold your ground!" Shiki the Golden Lion roared, his Conqueror's Haki soaring into the sky.

"Slicing Waves - Lion's Might!"

With a casual swing of his two famous swords, two massive golden slashes tore through the rain, one aimed at Garp and the other at Roger!

"Annoying flies!"

Garp and Roger roared simultaneously, tacitly abandoning each other and each facing the golden slash.

The next second, without any further words.

Three men, representing the pinnacle of the old era, collided violently on this turbulent sea!

"Roger!!!"

"Kapp!!!"

"Shiki!!!"

The names of the three people transformed into three wills that tore through the heavens and earth, colliding head-on.

Rumble—!

The world changed color.

The oppressive dark clouds overhead were completely torn apart by three invisible forces, and purplish-black lightning danced wildly across the sea.

The ocean seemed to lose its gravity, and tens of thousands of tons of seawater were swept into the sky by the shockwave, forming a circular water curtain connecting heaven and earth.

On the dog-headed warship.

"Pfft!"

"Puff! Puff!"

The sailors on deck, like felled wheat, foamed at the mouth and collapsed to the ground in droves.

Their spirits simply couldn't withstand the impact of the three monsters' indiscriminate release of top-tier Conqueror's Haki!

"Hold on! Everyone hold on for me!"

Bogart plunged his longsword into the deck, gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, using all his strength to keep himself from kneeling. Cold sweat poured down his forehead, and his face was ashen.

On the observation deck.

Kane felt as if he had been hit hard on the head with a sledgehammer.

Om-!

The world fell silent instantly.

The sounds of wind, rain, and thunder vanished in an instant.

He could only feel an irresistible will violently tearing at his soul, trying to drag him into boundless darkness.

That was a crushing defeat that originated from the level of life itself!

Faced with such power, his Storm Fruit, which he was so proud of, and his newly awakened Armament Haki, were all like a joke!

Kane's knees buckled, and his body was about to kneel down uncontrollably.

No!

You mustn't kneel!

The little black figure guarding the money bag in his mind screamed.

I'm going to become the Fleet Admiral of the Navy, trample all the Celestial Dragons under my feet, and throw parties in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise!

How many disciplinary points are the three of you worth combined? You think you're worthy of making me kneel?!

"Ughhhhh!"

Kane bit his tongue hard, and the intense pain brought him back to his senses for a moment.

He gripped the railing of the watchtower so tightly that his fingernails dug into the wood, and blood flowed from between his fingers.

He raised his head and stared intently at the three god-like figures in the center of the battlefield.

Is this... the pinnacle of the world?

Is this... a battle at the Emperor level?

It turns out that the so-called natural elements and the so-called domineering aura are not even worthy of a second glance in front of these real monsters.

"puff--!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from Kane's mouth.

His body was trembling, not from fear, but from... excitement!

He saw it!

I've seen the path to becoming a true powerhouse!

Kane roared furiously in his heart, using all his strength to fight against the will that was about to crush him.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his vision began to blur.

But he remained standing, firmly anchored at the highest point of the watchtower.

On the battlefield.

Roger forced the Golden Lion back with a single sword strike, and as he laughed wildly, he glanced at the dog-headed warship in the distance. He happened to see the naval lad who was trembling all over, yet still stood straight, with even a slight smile on his lips.

"Oh?"

Roger's lips curled into an amusing smile.

On Garp's ship, there's actually such an interesting brat? Anyone who can stand under the Conqueror's Haki of the three of them is no pushover.

"Roger! You dare to get distracted while fighting me!"

Garp's iron fist, carrying destructive power, was already upon him.

"Hahaha! Sorry, sorry!"