Chapter 258: God Valley 36

Chapter 258: Chapter 258: God Valley 36

Garp gasped for breath, blood streaming down his forehead and blurring the vision in his left eye.

"Just now... what exactly happened?" Garp muttered to himself, the Haki coating his iron fist solidifying even further.

Roger swung his sword, blocking Rocks’ massive blade. Though the edges didn’t touch, blinding black lightning erupted, and the ground beneath their feet had already sunk into a crater several meters deep.

"I feel the same way," Roger gritted out. The Ace Longsword trembled slightly under the immense force.

"But this guy in front of us isn’t giving us any room to be distracted!"

Before he finished speaking, the tattered bat wings on Demon Rocks’ back flapped violently, and an even more ferocious Conqueror’s Haki exploded centered around him!

BOOM—!!!

This shockwave was more terrifying than any before it!

On the other side of the valley where the three stood, a thousand-meter-tall rock peak, already unstable from the previous fighting, groaned under the sweep of this purely violent shockwave, starting from the mountainside—and then collapsed!

Tens of thousands of tons of rock poured down like a rainstorm, crashing onto the far end of the valley.

This violence seemed limitless, determined to completely flatten and annihilate everything in sight!

The residual shockwave knocked the three apart again. Roger dropped to one knee, supporting himself with Ace, panting heavily.

"Hey, Garp..." Roger wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then suddenly grinned, a smile filled with the specific madness and mockery of a pirate.

"That government’s... black monster just now, you saw it too, right? Something like that would make even ’justice’ stare dumbfounded!"

Garp climbed out of the rubble and spat out a mouthful of blood foam.

"...I agree," he said solemnly, uncharacteristically not arguing back.

"So," Roger’s smile became more unrestrained,

"If you quit the Marines, you’re welcome to join me anytime! How about it? The ocean of freedom is much more interesting than those piles of rotten rules!"

Garp glared at him fiercely, though his expression wasn’t as absolutely dismissive as before:

"...Stop talking nonsense, Roger. If I quit, who would protect those young soldiers who believe in ’justice’?"

"Ha!" Roger laughed loudly, then immediately began coughing violently, but the light in his eyes grew sharper.

"Don’t you think... the key issue is ’quality,’ Garp?"

"Quality?!" Garp was startled. While vigilantly watching Demon Rocks, who was reforming his dark power ahead, he asked, "What quality?!"

Roger slowly straightened up, the Ace Longsword in his hand emitting a low hum. He stared intensely at Rocks before him:

"After all, ’Armament Haki’ is a power that can defend against or even nullify the abilities of a ’Devil Fruit,’ let alone—"

He took a deep breath, and fine black and red lightning began to appear around him: "Let alone the fact that we’ve coated ourselves in ’Conqueror’s Haki’! An attack combining double Haki shouldn’t be ineffective!"

"But the truth is," Roger pointed at Demon Rocks opposite them, "the DMG we’ve inflicted on that guy is far less than expected! It’s practically zero!"

Garp’s brow furrowed. He, too, had vaguely sensed where the problem lay:

"That’s because he’s using ’Conqueror’s Haki’ to defend as well! When two Conqueror’s Haki forces collide, they naturally cancel each other out!"

"Exactly!!!" Roger suddenly raised his voice, a flash of realization crossing his eyes.

"If we can’t surpass the ’quality’ of his Conqueror’s Haki, we won’t be able to inflict decisive damage!

If we continue to chip away at each other’s stamina like this, we are guaranteed to lose! That guy’s stamina seems endless; ours can’t possibly match it!"

Garp’s pupils suddenly contracted. He understood Roger’s meaning—this wasn’t an issue of technique or strategy, but a confrontation of pure power level!

"So..." Garp slowly clenched both fists, his knuckles cracking loudly.

"We need to use the highest quality ’Conqueror’s Haki’ to launch a strike that surpasses our limits?"

"Exactly!" Decisive fighting spirit burned in Roger’s eyes.

"Full-power assault! Don’t worry about the consequences! Even if this strike drains all our Haki, we have to do it!!"

Garp fell silent for a moment. He could feel the reserves of Haki inside him—the continuous high-intensity fighting, especially the death match against a monster like Rocks, had already pushed him near his limit. If he truly poured out all his Conqueror’s Haki without reservation... "If we do that," Garp said gravely, "we won’t be able to make it back alive... Roger!"

Roger grinned, his smile carrying the pirate’s unique, carefree attitude of seeing through life and death:

"Once this move determines the winner, all three of us—will be unable to continue fighting."

"But if we don’t do this," Garp interjected, his gaze gradually becoming sharp as a knife,

"If we lose, we’ll be truly finished!"

The two exchanged a look, seeing the same determination in each other’s eyes.

Roger slowly turned his head, looking at the monstrous shell ahead that was driven only by the instinct to kill.

He took a deep breath:

"Hey, Rocks!!!"

Demon Rocks’ movement paused slightly, and his pale eyes turned toward Roger.

"I don’t know how to comfort you..." Roger’s voice, uncharacteristically, lacked its usual mockery, containing only pure understanding and respect.

"Nor do I know what exactly happened to you..."

He tightened his grip on the hilt of the Ace Longsword, and all the Haki in his body began surging frantically toward the blade.

"But one thing... I understand your unwillingness to submit!!!"

At that moment, beneath Demon Rocks’ twisted and monstrous face, something seemed to be churning violently.

It was the last remnant of humanity before being completely submerged by darkness—regret for unfulfilled dreams, sorrow for those he couldn’t protect, and rage at being reduced to someone else’s puppet... Endless emotions struggled like a trapped beast!

Roger’s right hand began slowly swinging the Ace Longsword, the blade carving increasingly large arcs in the air, creating a roaring wind. Black and red Conqueror’s Haki lightning wrapped around the blade like a tangible substance, becoming denser and more ferocious!

His left hand instinctively covered his face—tears were slipping through his fingers unnoticed.

"Come on, Garp!!" Roger’s voice came through his hand, muffled yet full of power.

"Agh!!!" Garp roared, smashing his two fists together across his chest!

BOOM!!!

Two distinct yet equally top-tier Conqueror’s Haki roared!

The air trembled, and the earth groaned.

Garp moved! His fists, surpassing the limits of visible speed, unleashed an assault like a sudden storm!

Every punch was coated in maximally condensed Armament Haki and boiling Conqueror’s Haki. Wherever his fist winds passed, space itself seemed to be compressed and warped!

Infinite Fist Bones!

This was not a single move, but the ultimate profound meaning of the martial arts Garp had trained in his life, combined with the strongest Conqueror’s Haki catalyzed by Burning his life force at this moment—transformed into a World-Shattering Rain!

Demon Rocks also seemed to sense the fatal threat, but he neither dodged nor attacked. At this moment, Rocks appeared to regain control of his body through his own will.

At the same time, Roger moved!

He swung the Ace Longsword, which had been spinning and charging, unleashing the ultimate expression of his lifetime of swordsmanship!

"Kagutsuchi of Fire—Eishi!!!!!"

What the blade slashed out was not sword energy, but a living flame! It was an attack generated by compressing, rubbing, and igniting Conqueror’s Haki!

Garp’s Infinite Fist Bones struck from all directions, sealing off all avenues of escape!

Roger’s Kagutsuchi of Fire: Eishi, meanwhile, was like a sword of judgment, stabbing straight toward the core!

*STAB—!!!!*

Demon Rocks’ body was utterly pierced and torn by this combined attack that surpassed all limits!

The surging dark power, facing this combined strike containing the strongest Haki in the world—began to collapse and disintegrate!

The darkness receded like a tide, and the bat wings dissolved into black smoke. The swollen, twisted muscles began to shrink, and the pale eyes gradually returned to the color of human pupils.

The moment the dark power completely disintegrated, Rocks’ body returned to its original form—though covered in horrific wounds and cracks. He plummeted from mid-air, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Garp and Roger landed simultaneously. Both collapsed on the ground, panting heavily, their Haki completely depleted, unable even to stand.

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