In the dog-eat-dog world of One Piece, Garland Garin and the Five Elders are well aware of Garp's strength.

After all, just look at the things his son Monkey D. Londo has done to turn the world upside down over the years.

Normally speaking, Garp should have been executed by the World Government long ago.

But the reality is that world governments have always been hesitant to act rashly.

Garp's overwhelming strength acted like an unbreakable barrier, deterring them from making any rash moves.

The World Government knows that taking down Garp will inevitably come at an immeasurable and heavy price.

Who could have predicted that the situation would change so drastically?

Garp was resurrected by a mysterious force and became a puppet in the hands of others.

Now, all the sentiment he once held onto as a member of the same Navy faction has vanished. Garp is completely free of any ties, and all that remains in his eyes is pure fighting spirit.

The Naval Headquarters is now crumbling and practically defunct, no longer able to provide the Knights of God with the solid and powerful support it once did.

At this moment, Roger, Garp, and Rocks, these three powerful figures, all locked their sights on the Knights of God.

With such a scene, how could Figaland Garin Saint not be extremely anxious and worried?

Each of these three is a formidable character who could make the ocean tremble with a stomp of his foot!

The brief exchange had already convinced Figarand Garin that Roger was currently at the peak of his strength.

Back in the day, Roger relied on his unparalleled strength and his renowned reputation.

Only then could he firmly shoulder the golden brand of "One Piece," and his fighting power was by no means something that ordinary people could match.

As for Garp, the strength he just displayed was even more terrifying to everyone.

Green Bull and Lurker were both handpicked by the World Government from among countless elites.

A strong person qualified to serve as a general must be a force to be reckoned with.

However, they were both defeated by Garp.

It's not that Green Bull and Snake are too weak, it's just that Garp is currently in a very strong position and his strength is a notch above theirs.

Coupled with the immortal body and endless stamina of the Impure World Reincarnation, all these qualities combined make it a killing machine born for battle.

"Go, kill them!"

Rocks would never give them a chance to call for reinforcements. Back in the Battle of God Valley, he had single-handedly fought against heroes from all sides.

If they hadn't run out of energy at the end, the outcome would have been uncertain!

Now that they have strong allies like Roger and Karp by their side, how could they easily let Fegaland go? Garin and the others are determined to make them suffer.

Upon hearing the sound, Roger instantly sprang into action, his figure like a cannonball fired from its barrel, accompanied by a fierce gust of wind, rushing straight towards Figaland Garin.

In an instant, the two were fighting each other again.

Seeing this, the members of the Knights of God prepared to go and help.

Unexpectedly, Garp appeared out of nowhere, like a towering mountain blocking their way, and forcefully stopped them all.

Left with no other choice, Shanks and Schicks exchanged a glance, steeled their resolve, and together drew their swords to join the battle, assisting Figarand Garin in fighting against Roger.

In an instant, swords flashed and shadows danced.

Roger faced three opponents alone without showing any fear, his long sword moving like a dragon emerging from the sea.

Each strike carried the power to split mountains and shatter rocks, the rolling air waves causing ripples to spread throughout the surrounding space, as if the sky were collapsing and the earth were splitting.

On the other side, Garp faced the entire Knights of God alone, holding his own in no way.

He swung his fists with tremendous force, each punch accompanied by a black, domineering aura, like a materialized black lightning bolt.

The members of the Knights of God unleashed their full power, with various gorgeous sword techniques and strange and bizarre Devil Fruit abilities surging towards Garp, but he easily parried and resisted them.

Garp moved through the crowd with the ease of a ghost, as if he were in an empty place.

Wherever they went, the members of the Knights of God were like scarecrows swept away by a whirlwind, flying backward and knocking down a whole bunch of them.

One of the members of the Knights of God had just gathered the energy for a full-force attack when Garp accurately predicted it.

He dodged to the side and then delivered a punch to the abdomen.

The man instantly coughed up blood and was flung far away like a kite with a broken string.

Some tried to sneak up on him from behind, but Garp, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, suddenly delivered a back kick.

The kick caused the attacker's sternum to collapse, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Garp charged rampage through the enemy lines.

Although the Knights of God outnumbered the rest, they were gradually overwhelmed and unable to fight back, and the battle situation increasingly tilted in Roger's favor...

On another battlefield, Roger seized a moment when the three attacked in unison and suddenly spun his longsword.

In an instant, a ring of sword energy surged forth, forcing Shanks and the others to retreat repeatedly.

Taking advantage of the opening, he flashed and instantly appeared behind Figarand Garin.

The blade gleamed with a cold light as it slashed down fiercely.

Figarand Garin was terrified and hurriedly turned to defend himself, but Roger's fierce attack made his arm go numb and his longsword almost fly out of his hand.

He was getting old after all. He may have honed his fighting skills, but his body and stamina could no longer support his high-intensity battles.

"Father!"

Seeing this, Shanks and Stinks roared and attacked Roger from both sides.

Roger remained calm and composed, rapidly wielding his longsword in front of him.

In an instant, they wove together an impenetrable net of blades, blocking all their attacks. The sound of metal clashing was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere.

Shanks had been by Roger's side for so many years, so he was quite familiar with Roger's techniques.

He himself is quite capable, and he has great chemistry with his twin brothers.

In a short period of time, they managed to hold Roger back tightly.

On the other side, Garp was completely bloodthirsty.

Each punch was imbued with a world-destroying domineering aura; that pure and violent power seemed to tear the heavens and earth apart.

Although the remaining members of the Knights of God knew that all was lost, they still fought like cornered beasts, desperately trying to find a glimmer of hope.

One of them held a spear that gleamed coldly, its tip whistling sharply as it pierced towards Garp's throat.

Garp didn't even look, he simply sidestepped slightly, easily avoiding the fatal blow.

He reached out his large hand and gripped the gun barrel tightly like an iron clamp, then pulled hard, causing him to lunge forward uncontrollably.

Garp snorted coldly, and his fist, as big as a casserole dish, was wrapped in black Haki and smashed out as fast as a cannonball.

With a muffled thud, the fist slammed straight into the man's face.

His face was mangled and visibly collapsed.

The powerful impact shattered the back of his head, and he collapsed limply, dying instantly.

Several more people rushed towards Garp, their bodies radiating light and their powers interconnected.

In an instant, a complex magic circle was formed, attempting to trap Garp.

Seeing this, Garp grinned with a hint of disdain, bent his knees and sank his legs, firmly rooting them to the ground.

Then, he exerted force suddenly, his muscles tensed and bulged, and his skin even turned slightly red due to excessive force.

He clenched his fists, crossed them in front of his body, and then suddenly pulled them to the sides.

A surging, domineering aura erupted in a cross shape, easily tearing apart the seemingly solid magic array as easily as a sharp blade cutting through tofu.

The moment the magic circle shattered, the backlash of energy caused several knights to cough up blood and stagger.

How could Garp let such a perfect opportunity slip by? He flashed and instantly appeared in front of someone.

Grab his shoulders with both hands, raise your knees high, and slam them into his abdomen like a battering ram.

The sound of internal organs shattering was clearly audible; the man's eyes rolled back, and he died on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, Garp moved swiftly among the remaining people, his fists and legs whistling and clashing, each attack hitting vital points with pinpoint accuracy.

In the blink of an eye, all of the Knights of God, except for Figarand Garin and his son, were dead.

Meanwhile, the Five Elders of Mary Geoise looked grave and decided to take action themselves.

Although it's not the physical body that goes there, it can be projected there to quickly join the battlefield.

"Shall we make a move too? Lord Im will be angry if Figarand Garin Saint dies."