"Beckman, don't try to fool me!"
Rakiro's eyes widened, his face filled with suspicion and shock, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.
“We’ve been searching for so long and haven’t seen a single hair, and now you’re telling me that the guy is not only not dead.”
"He even resurrected all those tough guys like Rocks, Roger, and Garp, making them his henchmen? This sounds incredibly bizarre!"
Beckman frowned, his mind racing as he pieced together the scattered clues one by one, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed to be true.
Since Lu Renjia appeared, the world has been thrown into chaos.
Although publicly executing Fire Fist Ace was part of the Navy's planned program.
However, the sudden emergence of Rocks, Roger, and others cannot be explained by mere chance.
His expression was solemn, and he nodded heavily to Lakiru.
As one of the most brilliant strategists in the pirate world, he was certain that the mysterious resurrection of Rocks and the others was inextricably linked to the mysterious person who killed Luffy.
On the Sabaody Archipelago, Kizaru, Aokiji, and Garp met their demise, and he was the culprit.
Figarand Garinsan frowned, his expression growing increasingly grave, a chill creeping into his heart.
Could it be that Rocks is just a front, and there's something else going on behind the scenes?
Beckman has been by Shanks' side for many years and is always resourceful, so his deduction is most likely correct.
What kind of monster has the Navy gotten itself into this time?
Such incredible power allows them to resurrect the deceased and control them with ease.
Seeing the intense gazes fixed on him, Lockes threw his head back and burst into maniacal laughter.
The laughter made the air tremble, and the eerie black aura around him seemed to take on a tangible form, churning and surging, growing ever stronger.
"Hahahaha, the Navy or the World Government, you guessed right! You bunch of fools have messed with the wrong people!"
His tone suddenly changed, and a mocking and ruthless smile appeared on his lips.
"If you hadn't been so blind as to provoke him, I wouldn't be alive today! Since that's the case, as a token of my gratitude, I'll send all of you bastards to hell today!"
After he finished speaking, a domineering aura, as if a natural disaster had struck, suddenly shot into the sky.
In an instant, half the sky was dyed a thick, dark red, as if blood clouds of the apocalypse were pressing down.
A heavy, oppressive force crashed down, almost suffocating the person, as if the sky were about to collapse.
"All of you, get to them and kill them!" Rocks roared, raising his arm in fury.
In an instant, Roger, Garp, Kizaru, Aokiji, and Admiral Byakko, who had been locked in a stalemate, suddenly sprang up and plunged back into the melee.
The White Tiger General's form suddenly changed, transforming in the blink of an eye into a majestic, mountain-sized giant white tiger.
With its muscles taut, hair standing on end like steel needles, and a roar emanating from its gaping maw, it lunged at General Qian She with immense force.
Seeing this, Lei Bao, Green Bull, Fujitora, and Akainu dared not be negligent and launched a tidal wave of attacks towards Bai Hu.
Garp seized the opportunity, pushed off with his feet, and launched himself into the air like a cannonball.
A fist shrouded in Conqueror's Haki roared out, its massive size, like a casserole dish, crashing down with earth-shattering power.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, like a thunderclap from a clear sky, the iron fist, wreathed in a domineering aura, pierced straight through the thick chest of the White Tiger General.
With its remaining force, it slammed heavily onto General Qian She's head again.
With a crisp "crack," General Qian She's head exploded like a watermelon, splattering red and white matter everywhere.
The frozen ground around them cracked instantly, like a spider web, with ice shards flying everywhere.
"Snake! You bastard, I'm not finished with you!"
General Lei Bao's eyes widened in fury, instantly turning bloodshot, and lightning crackled around him.
He transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning and sped away, determined to fight Garp to the death.
But General Baihu wouldn't give him a chance; even with his chest pierced, he didn't hesitate for a moment.
Raising its sharp, knife-like claws, accompanied by a whistling sound, it casually swung them as if swatting a fly.
With a muffled thud, General Lei Bao was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, smashing through several huge blocks of ice and raising clouds of ice dust.
Surprisingly, the terrifying gash in General White Tiger's chest healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original state in an instant.
The Impure World Reincarnation technique is a suicidal ninjutsu; you lose your life, but I'm perfectly fine.
Just as Akainu and his group were about to surround them, Kizaru and Aokiji suddenly turned and joined the battle.
The tide turned instantly, and the original five-on-two situation became four-on-four.
Akainu's heart skipped a beat, realizing the situation was dire. If a five-on-two fight was already a slim chance, a four-on-four fight was even more hopeless.
"Borsalino, Kuzan, wake up! Have you fed your beliefs in justice to the dogs?!"
Akainu was extremely anxious and shouted at Kizaru and Aokiji in an attempt to bring them back to their senses.
His response was Kizaru's ghostly figure closing in instantly, followed by a dazzling flash of light.
Kizaru's light-speed kick, imbued with ferocious power, landed squarely on Akainu's abdomen.
With a "whoosh," Akainu flew backward like a meteor, crashing heavily into a distant iceberg, stirring up a cloud of snow mist.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Aokiji surged forward, its chill spreading outwards, and icicles instantly spread beneath its feet, cleverly dividing the battlefield.
Kizaru turned and confronted Fujitora. The two instantly engaged in battle, their light and gravity vortexes intertwining and colliding.
Lei Bao was tightly entangled by General Bai Hu and could not break free.
Green Bull was in a terrible mood, feeling incredibly unlucky to have been targeted by Garp.
Garp, like a shark that has smelled blood, lunged forward, his fists flying like a storm, exuding domineering power, each punch seemingly capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.
Green Bull hastily parried, only to discover that he was far inferior to Garp in terms of physical skills.
Garp's attacks are cunning and ruthless, with a whistling wind that makes them impossible to avoid.
His pride and joy were overshadowed by Garp's overwhelming aura, which made him feel like a candle flame in a storm, dimming and unable to mount an effective defense.
Garp spotted Green Bull's opening, suddenly crouched down, and swept his leg with a whooshing sound, striking Green Bull hard in the back of the knee.
Green Bull fell to one knee with a thud. Before he could get up, Garp leaped high into the air and slammed his fist, as big as a casserole dish, down with immense force.
Green Bull raised his arm in terror to block, and with a "crack," his arm bone broke.
Garp's iron fist, still powerful, slammed heavily into Green Bull's head, instantly slamming Green Bull several feet into the ice.
The ice shattered, shards of ice flew everywhere, and a mouthful of blood gushed from the Green Bull's mouth, staining the surrounding ice shards red.
Garp, however, did not give up. He stomped his foot heavily and closed in again.
With both hands like iron clamps, they locked the green bull's neck tightly, and with a forceful lift, they used the green bull's huge body as a weapon, swinging it around and slamming it onto the ice.
With a few loud bangs, ice shards and blood flew everywhere.
Green Bull's eyes rolled back, and his entire aura instantly weakened.
Garp grabbed Green Bull's arms with both hands, roared to the sky, and forcefully ripped his arms off.
Then he raised his leg and stomped hard on the head of the green bull that had landed on the ice.
With a "bang," his head exploded, splattering red and white matter all over the ground.
After Garp killed Green Bull, he turned to look at Figarand Garin.
That one glance was enough for Figarand Garin to sense the approach of death.
Immediately give orders to the Knights of God.
"Contact the Five Elders and ask them to come and help, otherwise the dignity of the World Government will truly be trampled upon today!"
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