Boom!!!
Aokiji was kicked into the ruins, causing a massive cloud of dust to rise.
High above, Garp paused mid-bite as he was about to enjoy a senbei. His hand froze in the air, the rice cracker inches from his mouth.
Then, he slowly lowered it.
He had hoped he wouldn't need to get involved.
But clearly… things weren't going the way he had imagined.
Three Navy Admirals, working together—
And yet, they couldn't even land a solid hit on their opponent?
Worse still, they were getting crushed.
That made him think.
Back in his active days…
Were Admirals always this weak?
Impossible. The strength of Sengoku and Zephyr was unquestionable.
This was something else entirely.
He could only sigh silently to himself.
These youngsters nowadays—after gaining Logia-type Devil Fruits, they grew arrogant and lazy, neglecting the mastery of Haki and martial combat.
And now they were paying the price.
Aokiji stumbled out from the rubble.
But in the swirling dust, a shadow leapt forward.
When the smoke cleared, everyone saw why the figure had jumped so strangely:
Aokiji's legs were bent at an unnatural angle, nearly 90 degrees.
It was painfully obvious—they were broken.
Holy Land - Mariejois, Pangaea Castle
"Cut the live broadcast. Shut it down immediately!"
The Five Elders stood up in unison, expressions grim.
The three Admirals—the Navy's most powerful forces—had been overwhelmed by Kairos Flint.
This wasn't just a loss.
It was a humiliation for the World Government.
If the public continued watching and one of the Admirals died, the seas would be thrown into total chaos.
Their commands went out instantly.
Soon, the live feeds began going dark.
But—
"Damn it, what are those idiots doing?!"
"Why is there still a live feed running?!"
The Elders were furious. While most of the video transmissions had been cut, one major broadcast was still live.
"That one isn't under our control," a subordinate reported nervously.
"It's being run by Morgans of the World Economic News Service. We tried calling, but he… hung up on us."
Morgans had ignored a direct warning from the World Government.
It was open defiance.
"Morgans!!!"
"Send another message. Tell him: if he doesn't shut down that broadcast immediately, we'll consider his organization enemies of the World Government!"
"Yes, sir!"
The subordinate rushed to comply.
But inwardly… he doubted it would work.
Morgans knew the World Government was calling to silence him—
And he still hung up.
He wasn't afraid.
He didn't care.
The sheer audacity.
Meanwhile, in the Navy G-2 Branch, Morgans sat in the command center with the live feed humming in front of him. His phone bug rang again.
A subordinate handed him the message.
Morgans laughed.
"Tell them to shove it," he said. "This story is too good to pass up. Offending the World Government? I'll take that risk."
His eyes sparkled with excitement.
The other feeds were down. He was the only one still live.
And now, every pair of eyes in the world was glued to his broadcast.
He adjusted the camera angle.
"Closer... There. Perfect."
This image—this moment—
Was gold.
Red-Haired Pirates
"The Admirals... look pathetic," Shanks muttered, eyes glued to the screen.
"This guy's stronger than when we saw him last," Beckman noted.
"When we met him back in Alabasta, he was clearly just starting to touch Emperor-level power."
But this?
This was far beyond that.
In the feed, Kairos Flint was moving with terrifying ease, completely overwhelming the Navy's top three.
"Repulsion, fire, ice... So many powers. What kind of Devil Fruit is that?" Beckman frowned.
He had read every Devil Fruit encyclopedia ever written.
But none of them described anything like Kairos Flint's abilities.
Could it be…
A fruit the world had never seen before?
Beast Pirates
"Hah! That kid's the real deal," Kaido laughed, chugging his sake.
"The Navy's top brass getting manhandled like that… it's a slap in the face for the World Government."
Big Mom Pirates
"Well, well, well!" Big Mom cackled.
"That's the man I chose!"
She stared at Kairos's figure on the broadcast, dreamy-eyed.
Katakuri: "…"
The other children: "…"
Their mother had fallen for a man who literally walked into a trap set by the Navy and still demolished three Admirals.
If he ever learned of Big Mom's… intentions—
They feared he might level their entire island.
Around the World
From the Kingdom of Alabasta, Dressrosa, and the Sabaody Archipelago—
To cities and islands across the seas—
People who knew Kairos Flint watched in stunned silence.
Some were relieved.
Some were terrified.
All were in awe.
Navy G-2 Branch
"Looks like it's time to send you on your way," Kairos said, gazing down at the three battered Admirals.
He lifted his hand.
Divine Skill: Thousand-Armed God!!!
From the earth beneath his feet, a massive wooden statue rose—
A colossal Guanyin figure with thousands of arms, towering like a mountain.
Everyone gasped.
It was the size of the entire G-2 Navy Base building.
At the top stood Kairos Flint, his aura immense, his eyes glowing.
With a sharp motion, he commanded the statue.
Countless fists, coated in Armament Haki, came crashing down.
Each one large enough to flatten a building.
Each one carrying devastating power.
Even if each fist only carried a portion of Haki,
Thousands of them landing at once would be apocalyptic.
But just as the first barrage descended—
Garp vanished.
In a blur, he appeared in front of the Admirals, fists clenched, face grim.
He stood tall.
He stood ready.
Garp the Hero—
The living legend of the Navy—
Had finally joined the battle.
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