CLANG—!!!
The moment the swords clashed, time seemed to stand still for half a second.
Then, the air was torn asunder.
From the point of impact, black and red Conqueror's Haki arcs erupted like a tsunami!
Every arc that struck the ground blasted a deep crater several meters in diameter!
The ground beneath Saint Garling's feet instantly cracked, and his legs sank deep into the earth.
A shockwave swept out in all directions like a hurricane, snapping the surrounding trees and tearing the ground to pieces.
However, even with his full strength, Saint Garling could not withstand Raiver's strike. He couldn't even hold on for a single second.
The next moment, Saint Garling was engulfed by the raging tide of Conqueror's Haki, his body torn apart and annihilated by Raiver's powerful blow.
Although Saint Garling also possessed an Undying Body, its regenerative effect was far weaker than Imu's.
Furthermore, Raiver's attack was imbued with potent Supreme Conqueror's Haki, which could suppress the healing effect of an Undying Body.
Therefore, it would take Saint Garling at least ten minutes to restore his body, which had been torn to shreds, back to its original state.
Raiver landed, sheathed his sword, and snorted coldly, "Trash belongs in the trash can!"
From the start of the attack to its end, the entire process took no more than three seconds.
Was I really slowed down? The Speed Bump truly lives up to its name!
"Gurarara! Raiver, my boy, that move of yours sure makes a lot of noise!"
A hearty laugh came from behind as Whitebeard strode over, carrying Cloud Cutter on his shoulder.
"Mamamamama! Those old geezers from the Five Elders are here!"
Linlin stood on Thundercloud Zeus, with Sun Prometheus floating beside her, Emperor Sword Napoleon already in her hand.
"Jihahahaha! Five against four? That's not fair! But I like it!"
Golden Lion Shiki floated in mid-air, his two famous swords, Withered Tree and Cherry Ten, already drawn.
The four of them stood shoulder to shoulder, looking ahead.
There, five inhuman figures were charging out from the depths of the island.
In the sky, a giant, monstrous bird with a human face and a snake's body spread its fiery wings, igniting the air wherever it passed.
Saint Marcus Mars, in his Itsumade Form, was wreathed in undying flames.
On the ground, a monster that was half-man, half-horse was galloping wildly.
Its lower body was that of a skeletal white horse, its four hooves thundering like drums.
Its upper body was a humanoid figure wielding a long sword, its face as gaunt as a skeleton.
Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, in his Horse Bone Form, held the First Generation Ghost Cutter in his hand.
To the right, a wild boar the size of a small mountain let out a heaven-shaking roar, the ground trembling violently with every step it took.
Saint Topman Warcury, in his Fengxi Form, was known for his nigh-indestructible defense.
To the left, an Ushi-oni, half-man and half-spider, was scuttling rapidly.
Its eight spider legs were like sharp blades, leaving deep pits in the ground each time they pierced it.
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, in his Ushi-oni Form.
And deep within the earth beneath the four's feet, some enormous creature was squirming.
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter, in his Sandworm Form, specialized in underground surprise attacks.
"Same as always," Raiver said, his voice calm. "I'll take two, you each take one. Any problem with that?"
"Jihahaha! I'll take that scruffy bird!"
Golden Lion laughed heartily, his figure transforming into a golden streak of light as he shot into the sky, heading straight for the flaming bird.
Seeing Shiki charge at him, Saint Marcus Mars let out a piercing shriek.
The sound contained a mental attack, capable of directly assaulting an enemy's will.
But Shiki merely cleaned out his ear.
"So noisy! Can't you try something new?"
The flaming bird was enraged, opening its mouth to spew a storm of fire more than ten meters in diameter!
The flames swept forward like a tsunami, distorting the air in their path.
"Wave Cut—!"
Shiki slashed out with both swords crossed!
A golden slash three hundred meters long swept across the sky, splitting the firestorm in two!
The slash continued unabated, heading straight for the flaming bird's head!
The flaming bird possessed extreme flight speed and dodged to the side, but Shiki's attack had only just begun.
"Lion's Might: Sea Swirl!"
Shiki pointed his two swords downward.
The seawater around Domon Island, from all four cardinal directions, simultaneously shot into the sky!
Hundreds of thousands of tons of seawater, controlled by the power of the Float-Float Fruit, coalesced in the air into four gigantic sea lions.
Each sea lion was a hundred meters tall. They opened their massive maws and bit towards the flaming bird in the center from four different directions at once!
"SCREEE—!!!"
The flaming bird let out an enraged cry, its body erupting in even more violent flames.
Fire and water collided, producing a deafening hiss as steam instantly enveloped the entire sky.
For a moment, water and fire were locked in a stalemate in the air, mutually annihilating each other.
"Jihahaha! It's not over yet!"
Shiki laughed maniacally, imbuing both his swords with Conqueror's Haki and Advanced Armament Haki simultaneously.
Withered Tree and Cherry Ten emitted a dazzling golden light as he began to swing his hands at high speed!
A hundred slashes in a second? A thousand? No one could see clearly.
People could only see countless golden slashes flying from Shiki's hands, covering the entire sky like a torrential downpour!
What was even more terrifying was that under the control of the Float-Float Fruit, the flight paths of these slashes were completely unpredictable.
Some flew in straight lines, some in arcs, some in circles, and some even made sudden turns in mid-air!
"Thousand Slash Valley—!!!"
This was Shiki's signature move, the one he had used to severely injure Saint Marcus Mars in Mary Geoise three years ago.
Now, three years later, the power of this move was even more terrifying.
The pupils of the flaming bird in the sky contracted.
"Damn it! This move again!"
Three years ago in the Holy Land, he had been defeated by this very move.
The countless slashes with their bizarre trajectories had been impossible to defend against, ultimately leaving him severely wounded.
Today, three years later, history was repeating itself.
Hundreds upon thousands of golden slashes assailed him from every conceivable angle!
The flaming bird tried to block with a shield of fire, but the slashes were too numerous, too fast, and too erratic!
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!
The sound of blades cutting into flesh was as dense as falling rain.
The flaming bird let out a pained shriek, each slash leaving a wound deep enough to see bone.
A dozen or so seconds later, the flaming bird's shriek came to an abrupt end.
Its body was diced into thousands of pieces by the countless slashes, then dissipated into black smoke in the air, slowly fading away.
It wasn't death; it was a forced teleportation back to the Holy Land Mariejois.
This was because they had been summoned this time through Saturn's Abyssal Magic Circle.
"Tch, a little tougher than three years ago," Shiki said, sheathing his swords with a pout. "But only a little."
On the ground, Whitebeard once again faced Saint Topman Warcury in his Fengxi Form.
The giant wild boar, like a steel chariot, charged at Whitebeard with its tusks that were over ten meters long!
With every step, the entire island trembled.
Whitebeard grinned, gripping Cloud Cutter with both hands.
"Gurarara! It's you again, you damn pig!"
He took a step forward, and the ground exploded!
His entire body shot up like a cannonball. He raised Cloud Cutter high above his head, and the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit condensed into a white, translucent dome on the blade's edge.
The blade's edge collided with the tusks!
CLANG—!!!!
A shockwave erupted in a ring!
All buildings, trees, and rocks within a few hundred meters were pulverized!
The muscles in Whitebeard's arms bulged to their limit, veins popping like small snakes.
Opposite him, the Fengxi boar's four hooves were sunk deep into the ground, but it had managed to withstand the blow