ONE PIECE: THE GREAT VOYAGE

Even if Whitebeard didn't unleash the full power of the Gura Gura no Mi, the battle that erupted among so many top-tier powerhouses shattered the very foundation of God Valley.

The once-mighty island trembled violently, its landmass cracking apart under the weight of their monstrous clashes. In the next instant, the island teetered on the brink of total collapse.

Rumbling earthquakes tore through the battlefield.

Mountains crumbled one after another, and towering tsunamis surged outward, battering the escaping fleets. Smaller vessels were instantly swallowed by the raging sea, while two Marine battleships—carrying fleeing Celestial Dragons—were caught in the chaos. Smashed against jagged reefs, their hulls fractured before the relentless waves mercilessly pulled them under.

"BOOM!"

A monstrous tidal wave, tens of meters high, crashed onto the broken battleships.

"CRUNCH!"

The two naval warships were instantly torn apart. Screaming Marines and terrified nobles plunged into the sea, vanishing beneath the waves—erased from existence by the unrelenting storm.

"Damn it…!"

"Stop this madness, Rocks!"

"You will accomplish nothing today!"

"If this fight continues, the only one who dies here is you!"

Standing amidst the chaos, Vice Admiral Garp tightened his fists, his Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki) sharpening his senses. The Celestial Dragons—supposedly untouchable rulers of the world—were already suffering casualties. If this continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Gritting his teeth, he roared at Rocks D. Xebec.

"Bahahahaha!"

"You fools!"

"You think you can kill me? 10,000 years too early, Garp!"

"Are you really worried about those pathetic Celestial Dragons?"

"Come and fight me, then! None of those bastards are leaving this island alive!"

With a thunderous laugh, Rocks charged forward, throwing a titanic punch at Garp. The sheer force sent a shockwave through the air, but Garp barely budged—his upper body rocking from the impact yet refusing to give ground.

Before Rocks could recover, a sharp voice rang out.

"Kamusari (Divine Departure)!"

From the left, Gol D. Roger swung his Ace, the legendary blade wreathed in Haoshoku Haki (Conqueror's Haki). The attack tore through the battlefield, forcing Rocks to meet it head-on.

"Damn you!"

Rocks barely had time to brace himself before he was struck. The impact forced him to take half a step back—an almost imperceptible movement, but significant nonetheless.

When the dust settled, Rocks' furious gaze locked onto the two men before him.

On one side stood Monkey D. Garp, the Hero of the Marines, fists clenched, his raw physical might shaking the very air.

On the other side, Pirate King Gol D. Roger, his blade humming with overwhelming Haki.

Their eyes met.

Then, without hesitation, they attacked.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"

Fist clashed against fist. Blade struck flesh and steel. Each impact sent shockwaves rippling across the battlefield, warping the very sky.

Even Rocks—feared as the most notorious pirate of his era—was steadily pushed back.

He wasn't retreating by choice.

He was being forced back.

"You coward, Roger!" Rocks spat, his voice dripping with venom.

"You carry the Will of D. Yet you fight alongside the Marines?"

"What an embarrassment!"

The overwhelming strength of Garp and Roger's combined assault was beyond what even Rocks D. Xebec had anticipated. For the first time in his life, he felt something unfamiliar—doubt.

Even so, his rage only burned brighter.

"Bahahahaha!"

"You two think you can defeat me?!"

"I'm Bejik D. Rocks!"

"No matter what you do, you can't shake my ambitions! You're all going to die here today—and I'll annihilate every last Celestial Dragon!"

As he spoke, Rocks' Haki surged.

Instead of weakening, his aura only grew stronger.

And then, he charged forward.

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[67] The Power That Shakes the World—Mythical Zoan: Griffin Form!

Not far from the central battle, Caesar stood amidst the carnage, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath.

His eyes flickered toward the three monsters—Rocks, Roger, and Garp—locked in an earth-shattering struggle.

The sight alone sent shivers down his spine.

Rocks had been fighting two of the greatest warriors of the era for what seemed like an eternity, yet he refused to fall.

"How… is he still standing?"

Caesar's momentary distraction nearly cost him his life.

"Where are you looking?"

Before he could react, a CP0 assassin lunged at him.

This man was no ordinary agent. His Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki) was precise, his Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki) refined, and his mastery of Rokushiki (Six Powers) near perfection.

Caesar barely managed to block in time.

"Tch!"

The CP0 agent was relentless, chaining Shigan (Finger Pistol), Rankyaku (Tempest Kick), and Soru (Shave) in rapid succession.

Caesar deflected one strike—only for a second CP0 agent to appear behind him.

The man's blade gleamed, aimed directly at Caesar's Achilles tendon.

They're trying to cripple me!

Caesar's Kenbunshoku Haki flared at the last second. Instinctively, he hardened his legs with Busoshoku Haki, deflecting the attack.

"I can't keep fighting like this..."

The CP0 agents were merciless. Their precision attacks left no room for error.

Caesar exhaled sharply.

Then, his eyes sharpened.

His vision slowed.

For the first time, he saw their movements clearly.

He saw the rhythm of their shaving steps.

He felt the flow of their finger pistols.

He understood their techniques.

And in that instant—he adapted.

"Too slow."

Caesar vanished.

A heartbeat later—

"BOOM!"

The first CP0 agent's skull was driven into the ground by a devastating kick.

The second agent barely had time to react before a Haki-infused fist shattered his jaw.

The force of the punch split the earth into a massive crater, hundreds of meters wide.

Caesar stood tall.

But the battle was far from over.

Above him, the strongest CP0 assassin descended.

His hands curled into razor-sharp claws, wreathed in Busoshoku Haki.

His target—

Caesar's throat.