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Chapter 178: Reinforcements? No, Enemy Troops
Above the ruins, the dust had yet to settle.
The giant golden skeleton maintained its slashing posture, the twenty-meter-long chakra greatsword deeply embedded in the earth, wrapped in a heart-palpitatingly cold aura.
Beside the greatsword, the Iwagakure Jonin "Doi" was nonchalantly patting mud specks off his pant legs.
Garp gasped for breath, wiped the bloody water from his face, and grinned, laughing loudly.
"Borsalino! You bastard, if you'd come a step later, this old man's bones would have been left here!"
Although he was cursing, Garp's tense nerves clearly relaxed.
Even in this damn dungeon where power was sealed, Borsalino's brain and the strange ninjutsu he developed were definitely top-tier combat power.
Especially that "Light Release" which could reflect light rays—it was simply a glitch in this world full of ninjutsu.
With this yellow monkey playing support, added to his own iron fists...
Even this Golden Lion driving a "Gundam" could be smashed!
"Hey! Borsalino!"
Garp rolled his sore shoulders, the purple Lightning Release chakra on his body agitating again, making crackling explosions.
"Stop posing over there! This old thing took some kind of medicine; his eyes mutated, and that bone frame is hard as hell!"
Garp pointed at the Golden Lion in mid-air, his fighting spirit high.
"This old man will handle tanking his attacks from the front. You use that laser ninjutsu to shoot his eyes! As long as we break that turtle shell, this old man can twist his head off!"
Two against one.
This was the tactic Garp disdained the most.
But having been suppressed by the Golden Lion's unreasonable abilities in the dungeon for so long, he now only wanted to stamp his fist ruthlessly onto Shiki's arrogant face.
In mid-air.
Golden Lion Shiki, situated in the forehead of the Susanoo, was staring coldly at the two below with his scarlet Mangekyo Sharingan.
The sense of power nurtured by Hashirama's cells put him in a state of extreme excitement.
"Borsalino..."
Shiki licked his lips, the corner of his mouth hooking into a cruel arc.
"That brat who only knows how to rely on Fruit abilities? In this world, are you even worthy of standing before me?"
Boom!
The massive arm of the Susanoo lifted violently, whipping up a violent hurricane.
The dark golden chakra greatsword was raised high again, the blade pointing straight at the two below.
"Since you've come, then die together!"
"Whether Marine Hero or Admiral, in this world belonging to gods, you are all just pigs waiting to be slaughtered!"
The terrifying pressure descended once more.
Garp's muscles instantly tensed, his legs bent slightly, ready to explode into action.
"Get ready! Borsalino!"
Garp roared, the rock beneath his feet shattering instantly.
However.
The anticipated light beam support did not appear.
Kizaru remained standing where he was. He even slowly took out a pair of sunglasses from his chest pocket and placed them back on the bridge of his nose.
"About that... Vice Admiral Garp."
Kizaru's unique, slow drawl seemed incredibly out of place on the battlefield.
"Although I don't want to interrupt your enthusiasm, the current situation seems to have caused a little misunderstanding for you~"
Garp's sprinting motion stagnated abruptly, almost throwing out his back.
He turned his head, looking at Kizaru with a bewildered expression.
"Huh? What nonsense are you spouting? Hurry up and move!!"
Kizaru had both hands in his pockets, tilting his head back slightly to look at the greatsword overhead capable of splitting mountains. His eyes behind the sunglasses showed no ripples of emotion.
"Such a scary aura. Is this the Susanoo that old man Onoki talked about? It really makes one's legs go weak~"
Though he said he was scared, he didn't move his feet a single inch.
Kizaru turned his head to look at the Golden Lion in mid-air, a trademark crooked smile appearing on his face.
"Hey, the Uchiha brother over there, or should I call you Senior Shiki?"
"Such a big spectacle... if you accidentally hurt a friendly force, it will be very difficult to write the report, you know~"
Friendly force?
Once these words came out, not only Garp, but even the Golden Lion who was preparing to swing his sword froze for a moment.
The Susanoo's movement paused in mid-air.
Shiki narrowed his eyes, examining Kizaru below with suspicion.
"You monkey, what tricks are you trying to play?"
Kizaru shrugged, looking innocent.
"How can you call it playing tricks? I came with sincerity."
Saying this, he pulled a scroll from the pocket of his ninja vest and tossed it into the air.
The scroll unrolled in mid-air.
Stamped clearly upon it were the seals of both Iwagakure and Konohagakure.
"According to the latest dungeon mission prompts, just a short while ago, the Third Tsuchikage of Iwagakure, Onoki, reached a temporary alliance agreement with the Hokage of Konoha."
Kizaru pointed at the scroll, his tone as relaxed as if discussing what to have for dinner tonight.
"To deal with Kumogakure's insane expansion at the border—which is to say, the village you belong to, Vice Admiral Garp... Iwa and Konoha decided to join forces temporarily to prioritize eliminating the unstable factor that is Kumo."
The air suddenly became quiet.
There was only the ticking sound of rain hitting the rocks.
The expression on Garp's face shifted from confusion to shock, finally freezing in disbelief.
He turned his stiff neck, staring deathly at Kizaru.
Not reinforcements, but enemy troops?
"What... did you say?"
Kizaru spread his hands, tilting his head to look at Garp.
"Which is to say, in this dungeon game, right now Senior Shiki and I are the allies~"
"And you, Vice Admiral Garp..."
A cold light flashed across Kizaru's sunglasses as he grinned.
"Are the target we must prioritize eliminating."
Boom!
It was as if something exploded in Garp's brain.
He had thought Kizaru might slack off, thought this guy wouldn't put in any effort.
But he never imagined this bastard would switch sides!
"Are you kidding me!"
Veins popped on Garp's forehead as he pointed at Kizaru's nose and cursed.
"This is a dungeon! We are Marines! Are you throwing your real-life identity to the dogs?!"
"Ye~ Vice Admiral Garp, that's not right."
Kizaru extended a finger and wagged it gently in front of his face.
"Boss Blake said it: dungeons must have dungeon rules. Since we paid to come in and experience life, we naturally have to abide by the game rules of this world."
"Moreover..."
Kizaru paused, a hint of playfulness entering his tone.
"The clearance rewards for this dungeon are very generous. If I help Cloud win, I, a traitor to Iwagakure, will have a lot of points deducted. As a civil servant working for a fixed salary, I have to be very calculating~"
"So, sorry about this, Vice Admiral Garp."
Before his voice fell.
Kizaru suddenly withdrew his right hand from his pocket.
The speed was so fast the naked eye couldn't track it at all.
No wind-up, no hand seals.
In that instant, he seemed to turn back into that Glint-Glint Fruit user.
"Light Release: Laser!"
Shoo—!!!
A blinding golden light burst from Kizaru's fingertip. At such close range, there was absolutely no space to dodge.
Garp's pupils constricted abruptly.
Beast-like intuition made him subconsciously tilt his head.
Sshhh!
The high-heat beam grazed Garp's cheek, instantly burning away a large patch of hair and leaving a bottomless black hole in the rock behind him.
The smell of burning flesh spread.
Garp touched his stinging cheek, looked at the blood staining his fingertips, and his face turned thoroughly dark.
No way, Yellow Monkey, you're actually serious!
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