69novels Chapter 213 The Old Era's Frenzy, the Looming Signs of the Next War
Chapter 213 The Old Era's Frenzy, the Looming Signs of the Next War
Chapter 213 The Old Era's Frenzy, the Looming Signs of the Next War
With a roar from the black-bearded man, the purple-haired man's face was clearly revealed to everyone.
The moment Garp saw the purple-haired man, his eyes widened in shock, almost bulging out!
He would never mistake that face; it belonged to Captain John the Drunkard, a notorious pirate known for his cruelty and greed during the late Rocks era!
A legendary villain who should have been buried in the dust of history long ago.
Captain John, who had just been forcibly awakened and whose head was still filled with a bunch of jumbled information, irritably picked at his ears.
He squinted his drunken eyes, first glancing unhappily at the black-bearded man who was giving him orders, then looking around and glancing at Garp, whose face was ashen.
Feeling the familiar, chilling pressure from Garp, he let out a burp, grinned to reveal a mouthful of yellow teeth, and gave a ferocious smile.
"Tsk—Garp, you old codger, you're still alive? You wake up to this troublesome task—but it's good to stretch your muscles!"
Then, his gaze swept over the ready-to-fight Aokiji and the sharp-eyed Hawkeye.
Finally, the spot fell on Moria, who was pale-faced and trying to hide himself in the shadows.
"Tsk—" Captain John spat, but instead of taking action immediately, he shook the flask and took another swig.
"Gecko Moria? You little rascal, you've gotten quite a bit chubby."
"Back when I reigned supreme at sea, you could only cower in the shadows. Now you've managed to produce quite a few interesting collectibles."
His tone carried the arrogance of a veteran pirate and a mockery of his juniors.
Moriah trembled with rage, shrieking, "John! You bastard! You can't even die in peace! Wouldn't it be better to just be one of my collectibles?!"
"Fooooo!" Doflamingo laughed strangely when he saw that Captain John didn't seem to be completely under control.
"Looks like your men aren't very obedient, Blackbeard!"
Blackbeard's face darkened. He could sense that the magical connection between him and Captain John was not stable, and the other's wild and unruly will was resisting his forceful commands.
"Damn it! I command you in the name of my Master!"
Captain John chuckled, completely ignoring the black-bearded man. His gaze finally settled on Karp, and a ferocious smile, a mixture of fear and excitement, appeared on his face.
"Garp! You old bastard! I never thought that after all these years of being dead, I'd open my eyes and see your hateful face again!"
"What, have naval heroes fallen so low as to have to team up with the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"
Garp clenched his fists, his Conqueror's Haki surging like a storm as he stared intently at Captain John.
"John! Now that you're dead, you should stay obediently in your grave!"
"This world doesn't need you old-timers causing trouble anymore!"
"The old days? Hahaha!" Blackbeard tried to regain control of the situation.
"He's right! Captain John, times have changed! Now is my time! Obey me, and you can once again run rampant on this sea!"
John initially dismissed Blackbeard's words, but after meeting the Earl's gaze, a chill ran down his spine.
He even stopped drinking, staring intently into those eyes.
The count didn't speak, but John put down the bottle after a struggle.
Before he finished speaking, a longsword inlaid with gemstones and exuding a strong bloody stench suddenly appeared in his hand.
His figure blurred, carrying a violent and ferocious aura, and he charged towards Doflamingo, who was closest to him!
"You little black-bearded brat, I'll trust you this once!"
"Little brat? Looks like you're worth something! Your head's mine!"
Captain John's attacks were haphazard yet lightning-fast and incredibly powerful, his longsword whistling through the air with each swing!
Doflamingo was both shocked and enraged. His threads danced wildly, forming a defensive net: "You damned undead! Super Whiplash!"
However, this is just the beginning!
Just then, within the summoning vortex, the second figure solidified completely.
Ryuma, the dragon-slaying samurai, wielding the famous sword Shusui, scanned the entire scene with his empty gaze, which finally settled on Hawkeye Mihawk.
Unlike Captain John, Ryoma seems to retain less self-awareness and is more like a killing machine driven by the instincts of a powerful swordsman.
He bowed slightly, assuming a sword-fighting stance, and a chilling sword intent shot straight at Hawkeye.
The battlefield situation reversed in an instant!
Garp, Aokiji, and Mihawk, who were initially locked in a stalemate or even had a slight advantage, were suddenly caught in a desperate situation, surrounded by multiple powerful Servants!
Captain John engaged Doflamingo and subtly threatened Aokiji's flank, Ryuma faced off against Mihawk, and the other summoned Servants, along with Blackbeard's original subordinates, began to besiege Garp and Aokiji!
Moria watched as the treasures he had painstakingly collected turned against his temporary ally. He was so angry he almost vomited blood, but there was nothing he could do but desperately dodge stray bullets.
However, this is only the beginning.
Immediately afterwards, the third and fourth figures solidified from the vortex—all renowned powerhouses from Moria's collection, now awakened by Blackbeard's evil magic and transformed into war tools that obeyed his commands!
"Hahaha! Did you see that?! This is my power!" The black-bearded man spread his arms wide, looking like a madman.
"More Heroic Spirits! Greater power! Zehahaha!!"
"Hey—looks like not all old folks are as rambling as you, John, you drunkard."
A chilling voice came from the depths of the vortex.
The third figure to emerge was tall with a sinister face, wearing armor that blended Eastern and Western styles.
With a musket and longsword hanging at his waist, he was none other than Ganzi, a notorious pirate who was once a member of the same crew as Captain John and a smuggler on Rocks' ship!
He greedily inhaled the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood, his narrow eyes gleaming with cunning and cruelty.
"The feeling of returning to the world of the living—it's intoxicating. Even if it's been awakened in this way by—an unpleasant brat."
Ganzi's gaze swept over the black beard, carrying undisguised assessment and contempt.
But when he caught a glimpse of the count, who seemed to blend into the darkness, out of the corner of his eye, his pupils suddenly contracted.
That sense of dread, originating from the depths of his soul and like facing a natural enemy, instantly suppressed all his outward emotions, leaving only deep apprehension.
He sensed that presence, like Captain Rocks'—profound and terrifying.
"Ganzi! And me too!" The fourth figure roared as he charged out of the vortex, clad in silver-white knight armor and wielding a massive battle axe with superhuman strength.
The newcomer was none other than Gilbass, a former member of the Rocks Pirates!
His appearance carried a savage, oppressive aura, and the wind howled as he swung his battle axe.
"I slept so well! Now it's time to stretch my muscles! Garp! Let's have another battle!"
The situation is completely out of control!
Of the four summoned heroic spirits, Ryoma, who was eager for battle, went straight for Hawkeye.
The other three great pirates from the old era—Captain John, Ganzi, and Gilbasda—clearly possessed unruly personal wills and were by no means puppets that Blackbeard could manipulate at will!
"These damned undead are hard to control—but with Command Seals in hand, it's not a big deal." Blackbeard was both pleased and angry.
He concluded that the loyalty of a hero summoned by force with corpses and soul fragments is almost zero, a conclusion he reached after summoning the Golden Lion.
But he wasn't afraid; he could control all of these guys!
Just then, the count's calm voice, as resonant as an echo from the abyss, rang directly in his mind once more.
"It's alright, Teach. Chaos is a ladder. Relinquish control and guide their desires."
"Greed, hatred, fighting instincts—use these to make them the sharpest blades to tear apart your enemies."
Blackbeard instantly understood. He stopped insisting on giving orders and instead pointed at Kapu and Aokiji, trying to persuade Ganzi and Gilbasda.
"Two heads! The heads of Marine hero Garp and former Admiral Aokiji!"
"Whether used to commemorate the era of Locus, or as a declaration of your return to the sea, it is the most perfect offering!"
"Isn't their power and prestige precisely what you most desire to destroy?"
He then roared at the restless Gilbasda, "Gilbasda! That ice guy is yours! Let him taste the power of your battle axe!"
Driven by self-interest and long-standing grudges, the motivation is far more effective than coercive orders.
Ganzi licked his lips, his eyes flashing with ferocity, and pointed his blood-stained sword directly at Kapu.
"Garp's head—I've been eyeing it for decades! Today's the perfect opportunity to collect some interest!"
Without further hesitation, his figure left a trail of afterimages like a ghost, and his longsword, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound that tore through the air, went straight for Garp's head!
Gilbasda roared, like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, and his huge battle axe, with the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, slammed into the ice surface where Aokiji was!
"You little naval brat, take this sea-splitting blow!"
"Well done! Today I will sweep you, the ghosts of the old era, into the dustbin of history!"
Garp laughed heartily and fearlessly met Ganzi head-on. His iron fist, covered in top-level Armament Haki, clashed fiercely with the longsword like a cannon, producing a deafening clang of metal against metal!
The shockwave violently pushed the surrounding seawater wolves away!
Aokiji's expression was more solemn than ever before. Facing Gilbasda's powerful slash, the ice beneath his feet instantly thickened, and countless ice spears pierced out like thorns, attempting to block it.
"Two-Spiked Spear! Ice Age - Part 1!" The frigid air and Gilbasda's ferocious axe force collided violently, sending ice shards and energy fragments flying everywhere!
Doflamingo's face was extremely ugly. John's attack was vicious and ruthless, and the strength was ridiculously strong.
He had to exert all his strength to control the silk threads for defense, unleashing five-colored threads and spider web walls one after another, his hatred for Blackbeard and Moria reaching its peak.
"Foohoo—we've really gotten ourselves into a terrible mess!"
The duel between Hawkeye and Ryoma, the two swordsmen, has begun. Their figures crisscross at high speed in the thick fog, and every collision between the black sword Yoru and Shusui produces blinding sparks and ear-piercing sharp sounds.
Their swordsmanship had transcended ordinary skills and reached the level of Tao. Every slash contained the will to sever matter and even destiny. The scattered sword energy cut deep ravines into the sea, which could not be healed for a long time.
Assassin Sasaki Kojiro's figure is like a cherry blossom blending into the mist, constantly looking for an opportunity to intervene in the main battlefield, attempting to assist Hawkeye or relieve the siege with his secret sword.
But the count only occasionally and casually swung his dark longsword, and the strands of annihilating dark power seemed to have a life of their own, precisely blocking all of Kojiro's attack routes, forcing him to constantly dodge and maneuver.
Caster Shakespeare, on the other hand, completely abandoned any intention of taking control of the situation. He excitedly hid behind an ice floe, frantically recording this epic melee, which far exceeded his imagination, with a quill pen, muttering to himself.
"Oh! The beauty of tragedy and violence! The frenzied dance of heroes and villains! This is—this is a symphony of chaos!"
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Moria watched as his treasured trump cards clashed with the Navy, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and even his potential allies, his feelings a complex mix of emotions.
Fear, anger, a twisted sense of pride, and utter powerlessness intertwined.
Damn it, things have gotten to this point—they're going to sink my ship!
Marine Headquarters, Marineford.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku looked at the latest blurry image he had received, transmitted by Kizaru via a special Den Den Mushi.
That was the edge of the Devil's Triangle, where energy detectors captured terrifying readings and faint flashes of intense fighting.
"It's confirmed—Garp and Kuzan are both fighting a tough battle against the Blackbeard Pirates, several unidentified powerful figures, and—some great pirates from the Rocks era who should have been dead!"
Sengoku's voice trembled slightly, a mixture of anger and shock.
"We must provide support immediately!" Staff Officer He said decisively.
"But the main force cannot be easily mobilized, especially if Arjuna the Avenger becomes a target."
"Let Borsalino act according to the situation, prioritizing the safety of Garp and Kuzan, and if necessary—try limited contact with Hawkeye of the Crusaders."
"The enemy of my enemy, perhaps we can use him for the time being." Sengoku made a bold decision.
"At the same time, notify the science unit to accelerate research on the Sakazuki Lava Demon state; we need all possible combat power—"
He paused, looked out at the gloomy sea, and muttered to himself.
"We also need to put pressure on the World Government. This storm can't be weathered by the Navy alone."
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The other side of the sky island.
The Straw Hat crew made emergency supplies and rested in the ruined Sanctuary of Shandia.
Due to exhaustion and resonance with the Tears of the Clouds, Luffy fell into a rare deep sleep. However, under the residual influence of Nika form, his body pulsated slightly like rubber, as if digesting his previous battle experience.
Zoro silently polished his three swords, the thought of helping his captain fulfill his oath burning within him.
Sanji frowned as he counted the little food left.
Nami and Usopp, meanwhile, were studying the Permalink and Log Pose, trying to determine the best route to the Devil's Triangle.
Robin, along with Karna, carefully studied the ancient stone tablets and the few traces left behind by Tescatlipoca before its disappearance.
Suddenly, Robin looked up, his eyes filled with unprecedented shock and solemnity.
"I think I understand what Taigong Wang and Yang Jian meant by the otherworldly divinity and the balance of laws—"
She pointed to a fragment of a stone tablet engraved with strange cloud patterns and a World Tree design.
"These symbols bear a striking resemblance to descriptions of the World Barrier in Alabasta's royal secret documents, as well as certain items mentioned in a portion of top-secret documents from before the destruction of Ohara —"
"Dilt—his Holy Grail War—was more like a key that inadvertently pried open an ancient seal or agreement that held this world apart."
"The arrival of these otherworldly deities is not accidental; they are attracted by some quality of this world, or—it is the result of some kind of agreement."
Chopper, Usopp, and the others were stunned.
Karna paused for a moment before speaking, "If that's truly the case, then the significance of this Holy Grail War will far exceed the struggle for the Wish Machine. It may concern the very survival of this world."
"However, there is still too little information available at present. I'm afraid there are some things we will only be able to learn when the next Holy Grail War begins."
"Perhaps we should start looking for participants in the next Holy Grail War sooner?"