"Garp, stop right there!"
Momousagi thrusts her sword, attempting to stop Garp from attacking Vice Admiral Tsuru.
However, Garp didn't even turn his head. He turned sideways and swept out with a kick, the wind from his leg like a black scythe, instantly colliding with Momousagi's blade.
With a loud "ding," it sounded like a great bell.
Momousagi felt a numbness in her hand, the sword trembled violently, and she was thrown backward.
Garp changed his target, abandoning his attempt to suppress Vice Admiral Tsuru, and instead pounced on Momousagi.
Momousagi forcibly twisted her body in mid-air, a cold glint flashing in her beautiful eyes, and her sword stance shifted.
In an instant, countless afterimages were unleashed, the blade shadows resembling a sky full of stars, covering Garp's vital points.
Garp remained unfazed, clenching his fists and unleashing a surging, domineering aura around him, which formed a black shield that shattered the sharp sword shadows.
"What!" Momousagi was shocked, not expecting her attack to be so ineffective.
The gap between her and truly strong individuals was so vast.
Immediately afterward, Garp lunged forward, his iron fists raining down on Momousagi.
The peach rabbit struggled to defend itself, its clothes tattered and covered in wounds.
"Xiaotao, I'll hold off Garp, you go quickly!"
Seeing this, Vice Admiral Tsuru endured the pain and lunged forward again, his hands flashing as he attacked Garp's back.
As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Garp suddenly turned around and grabbed Vice Admiral Tsuru's wrist.
With a sharp twist, a crisp "crack" rang out, and General He's wrist bone broke, causing him to scream in agony.
Garp showed no mercy, and with his other hand forming a palm, he fiercely slashed at Vice Admiral Tsuru's neck with overwhelming power.
With no way to avoid it, Lieutenant General Crane closed his eyes, a hint of determination and sorrow flashing in his eyes, awaiting his death.
"stop!!!"
Momousagi's eyes were bloodshot with rage. She swung her sword with all her might, attempting to force Garp back and save Vice Admiral Tsuru.
Garp, however, seemed to have gone mad, neither dodging nor avoiding the blow, taking it head-on.
The blade pierced his shoulder blade, but no blood came out, and he seemed completely unaware of the pain.
The palm strike continued relentlessly, landing heavily on General Crane's neck.
His head flew off the ground, and blood gushed from his neck.
"Sister!!!" Momousagi cried out in anguish, her mind in turmoil.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Garp suddenly drew his long sword from his shoulder and threw it with a backhand motion.
With a "whoosh," the long sword, like a deadly meteor, pierced through Momousagi's chest in an instant, pinning her to the wall.
Momousagi's eyes widened, filled with resentment and astonishment, as she slowly collapsed to the ground, blood spreading across the surface.
Garp stood like a demon god, his murderous aura undiminished, but deep in his eyes, a barely perceptible struggle and pain seemed to vanish in an instant.
Seeing this from afar, Doflamingo didn't know whether to feel happy or worried.
Vice Admiral Tsuru's Devil Fruit was his natural counter; after his death, no one had a Devil Fruit that could counter him.
But now, being in Marineford, there is always the risk of death.
Rocks, the former ruler of the seas; Roger, the Pirate King; Garp, the Marine hero; and Byakko, the former Marine Admiral.
They all mysteriously resurrected and launched indiscriminate attacks on the Navy and pirates.
Doflamingo was naturally also a target of attack, but he wasn't so arrogant as to think he could fight these legends.
"Damn it, I thought it was just a walk, but I never expected to lose my life."
Doflamingo was very cunning. He didn't show his strength and hid among some people who were neither strong nor weak, thus reducing his presence.
On the other hand, after killing his own son, Roger turned his attention to the Red-Haired Pirates and Buggy.
Although Buggy ate the Chop-Chop Fruit, slashes were useless against him.
However, Roger's fists, covered in advanced Armament Haki, brutally beat him to death.
Conqueror's Haki and Luck are all meaningless in the face of absolute power.
Then they engaged in a fierce battle with the Red-Haired Pirates, and for a time the two sides were evenly matched.
The members of the Red-Haired Pirates have excellent teamwork, and even when facing Roger at his peak, they have the strength to stand up to him.
At the naval headquarters, golden light shimmered and gravel flew everywhere.
Sengoku burst out of the ruins, and the lifeless, blood-soaked corpses of Vice Admiral Tsuru and Momousagi instantly burned his eyes.
His eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck bulged like angry, writhing pythons. He raised his head and let out a roar of extreme grief and indignation.
The Conqueror's Haki manifested, and the roar shook the surrounding air, causing ripples to spread and debris from the crumbling building to fall.
"Garp! You bastard, you actually killed Tsuru!"
The Warring States period was enraged, and his aura surged wildly.
In an instant, golden Buddhist light enveloped his entire body, causing it to expand rapidly, and a towering golden Buddha rose from the ground.
The Buddha's face was distorted, filled with ferocious killing intent.
He quickly brought his palms together in front of him, then suddenly separated them.
The black, terrifying shockwaves between his palms, like two roaring, furious dragons, carrying earth-shattering power, crashed down on Garp.
Garp looked up at the attack that seemed to be pressing down like Mount Tai, his eyes showing no fear, but rather a more intense madness.
He stomped his feet hard on the ground, cracking the earth, and shot upwards like a cannonball.
His fists, imbued with a dark and domineering aura, resembled two cannonballs fired from a gun, directly clashing with the shockwave.
With a deafening roar, it was as if two stars were colliding.
In an instant, blinding light and violent energy exploded, forming a huge energy vortex that swept everything around it, instantly turning the ruins into dust.
The two figures swiftly crisscrossed amidst the light and dust, each collision resounding like thunderclaps, making one's eardrums ache.
The navy personnel standing nearby were horrified at the sight. This kind of monster-level battle was something that ordinary people like them could not participate in at all.
However, although the Warring States period transformed into a giant Buddha, its power remained as formidable as ever.
But time waits for no man; the continuous high-intensity attacks gradually made his breathing disordered, and his movements became more sluggish than before.
Garp, on the other hand, is at the peak of his fighting strength, making them incomparable.
He seized this opening, and in a brief exchange, his figure flashed like a ghost, instantly circling behind Sengoku.
The iron fist, imbued with a lifetime of strength, slammed into the Buddha's back like a heavy artillery shell.
With a "crack," it was as if solid ice had shattered.
The light on the back of the Buddha statue flickered erratically, and fine cracks appeared.
"puff!"
Zhan Guo groaned, a mouthful of blood welling up in his throat, which he forced down.
Garp gave him no chance to catch his breath, launching a torrential attack like a downpour, his fists like a black storm, relentlessly striking the Buddha's vital points.
Zhan Guo struggled to parry, the Buddha's light dimming as he swung his arms, each block seemingly exhausting all his strength.
Finally, after Garp delivered a powerful punch, the Buddha form could no longer be maintained, the light instantly dissipated, and Sengoku staggered and fell.
His face was ashen, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he knelt on one knee, panting heavily.
Garp, however, was like the Grim Reaper descending, pressing forward step by step until he reached Sengoku. He raised his fist high and, with a whooshing sound, slammed it down heavily.
"Bang!!!"
Zhan Guo's chest caved in, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.
He struggled to get up, but only coughed up large mouthfuls of blood, his limbs weak and powerless.
Garp approached slowly, his eyes completely expressionless.
He raised his fist again, followed by a final, dull thud.
Zhan Guo's body stiffened, and he closed his eyes unwillingly.
"Fleet Admiral Sengoku!" The navy men wept bitterly, never expecting such an outcome.
Garp turned around and charged towards them without hesitation, slaughtering them indiscriminately.
On the other side, Whitebeard and Rocks were also fighting, and there was no one within a radius of several hundred meters between them.
The battle between the two was devastating; anyone who was not careful would be among the victims.
"Hahaha, Newgate, not bad. That's it. Keep pleasing me!"
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