On the northern coast of Dressrosa, a small isolated island sat across the sea, connected by a long-abandoned, aging steel bridge. A large number of massive fighting fish roamed the surrounding waters.
Fujitora rode a chunk of earth, skimming over the sea surface beneath the bridge at extreme speed. Several hundred meters behind him, Allen spread a pair of black wings, pursuing at an even greater speed.
The distance between the two rapidly closed. Just as he was about to catch up...
Fujitora, his eyes tightly shut, held his cane sword horizontally in front of him. A ring of strange, dark purple energy emanated from the scabbard.
"Gravity Blade!!"
*Clang!*
A flash of the blade swept past, slicing through the reinforced steel bridge like a hot knife through butter. His ability clung to the severed structure, instantly doubling its gravity. The massive wreckage plummeted down, crashing toward Allen!
A glint of red flashed in Allen's eyes. His Observation Haki captured the trajectory of the falling debris, mapping it in his mind. His wings flapped violently, and instead of slowing down, his speed surged as he shot forward!
*Whoosh—!*
Allen's flight was elegant and fluid. He wove through the crashing debris and, in the blink of an eye, appeared behind Fujitora, viciously swinging down a massive, edgeless heavy sword!
Fujitora hastily raised his blade to block!
*Clang—!!*
A deep, resonant sound echoed out. The tremendous collision of force caused the surrounding air to ripple like water.
Fujitora clenched his teeth, his body staggering backward. The stone beneath his feet wobbled wildly, barely coming to a halt just as it touched the seawater.
"Gravity Blade: Command!!"
Fujitora swung his blade down toward the sea. The moment the tip, imbued with gravitational energy, swept past, the seawater instantly came alive, churning violently.
"Water Dragon!!"
With Fujitora's low shout, the seawater abruptly rose, forming a massive waterspout that lunged fiercely at Allen!
The corners of Allen's mouth curled up slightly. "Luoshen, take over."
As his words fell, a head-sized bead of water immediately flew out from behind him, charging straight into the oncoming waterspout and sinking into it with a *plop!*
A split second later.
The waterspout abruptly stopped, reversed its course, and aimed itself directly at Fujitora.
"Heavy Water!"
Allen shouted loudly. The entire sea surface instantly boiled and surged. One after another, waterspouts three to five meters in diameter abruptly rose from the sea—numbering in the hundreds!
"Snake Current Domain!!"
*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
The waterspouts surrounded Fujitora, lunging down madly like cold-blooded venomous snakes striking their prey!
Fujitora steered the stone beneath his feet, swiftly dodging away. While evading the attacks, he occasionally drew his blade to sever the water, cutting the roaming snakes apart.
The two continued their high-speed chase, soon crossing the sea and arriving at an uninhabited island north of Dressrosa.
This island was Green Bit. Covered by a dense, lush forest, it currently served as a hiding place for the Dwarves.
"This is far enough, old blind man. I know you wanted to lure me to an unpopulated place to fight. If you keep running, I'll lose the patience to play with you."
Upon arriving on the island, Allen suddenly spoke up, his tone flat but carrying a hint of impatience.
Hearing this, Fujitora finally stopped. He controlled the chunk of earth beneath his feet to turn around and said calmly, "Then I must thank you for your cooperation. After all, I do not wish for our battle to involve the civilians on the island. Furthermore..."
*Clang!!*
Fujitora's expression darkened as he activated his ability. Strange purple energy coiled around his scabbard. He abruptly drew his blade toward the sky, unleashing a straight beam of gravity!
"Here, I won't have to hold back," Fujitora said in a deep voice.
"Ah, that's exactly why I'm happy to play along. Otherwise, it would be too boring," Allen smiled with a playful look in his eyes.
Above his head, the sound of wind breaking like rolling thunder gradually echoed from the clouds.
*Rumble!!*
A massive meteor pierced through the clouds and suddenly appeared! Trailing burning flames, it plummeted at extreme speed, tearing through the air and erupting with an ear-piercing howl!
"Dropping a meteor right off the bat. What a generous welcome." Allen glanced up and mocked, "Too bad it's just a flashy but useless move. As long as it doesn't hit, no matter how strong the attack is..."
*Bang!!*
Suddenly, a terrifying gravitational pressure bore down.
"Gravity Blade: Earth's Grasp!!"
Fujitora shouted deeply. The cane sword in his hand was wrapped in purple energy, the tip pointing straight at Allen.
The next second.
*Bang!!*
With Allen at the center, the ground within a three-meter radius suddenly sank twenty centimeters, as if caved in by a giant hammer.
"I see. So these two moves are meant to be used together."
Feeling the gravitational bind from the earth beneath his feet, Allen looked up at the falling meteor. The corners of his mouth curled up with interest as he gripped the edgeless heavy sword in his hand.
It was one of the 12 Supreme Grade Swords, [Bladeless・Caesar].
It was one of the most suitable named swords Allen had spent over half a year searching for.
It featured a cylindrical hilt, forty centimeters long, simply wrapped in a few layers of white bandages.
The blade was entirely pitch-black, 1.6 meters long, five fingers wide, and one finger thick. It possessed no edge, resembling a straight ruler—or rather, it was quite literally just a solid slab of iron.
Bladeless Caesar earned its rank among the 12 Supreme Grade Swords based solely on two traits: unparalleled hardness and a weight unmatched by any other weapon in the world.
Its hardness surpassed that of diamond, and the sword's total mass reached a terrifying twelve tons!
The origins of this sword were unknown, and very few people in history had ever wielded it. Allen even suspected it remained unsharpened simply because it was impossible to forge an edge onto it.
However, legend had it that the sword's maker simply felt an edge was unnecessary. When a twelve-ton sword smashed down, anyone who failed to block it would instantly be flattened into a meat patty. The presence of an edge had no bearing on its lethal power.
Upon obtaining it, Allen immediately bestowed a soul upon it, naming the homie Caesar after the sword itself.
"Caesar, switch to broadsword form."
"Yes."
A pair of eyes slowly opened on the blade, gradually revealing facial features. The entire weapon subsequently deformed and expanded, manifesting a sharp edge on one side.
In the blink of an eye, Caesar transformed into a massive broadsword.
Facing the impending meteor, Allen's face was illuminated by the red firelight. Gripping the broadsword with one hand, he drew it back, took a large stride forward with his left foot, and stomped down heavily!
*Bang!!*
"Emperor Sword: Severing Blade!!"
Allen roared, swinging the sword fiercely toward the sky! A cyan flying slash shot upward like a giant pterosaur spreading its wings, instantly cleaving through the flaming meteor!
*Clang!!*
The giant meteor, capable of destroying the entire coast, was instantly split in two! The cut was perfectly smooth. The burning flames were immediately extinguished by the sheer air pressure of the flying slash as the two halves plummeted in free fall!
*Boom!!! Boom!!!*
The two halves of the meteor crashed into the forest, their exaggerated weight causing the earth to tremble violently.
"Like I said, a flashy but useless move."
Allen sneered. Without pausing his momentum, he held the sword horizontally at his side with one hand.
"Zeus."
"Coming, Master!"
The thundercloud Zeus flew out from behind him excitedly, transforming into a band of clouds that wrapped around the hilt and crossguard, wreathing the blade in crackling lightning!