Devil Fruit Awakening—
a realm reached only by the true prodigies of the sea.
It demands talent, fortune, and profound mastery over one's own ability.
None of these can be lacking.
Even someone of Whitebeard's caliber had never awakened the Gura Gura no Mi. His power created devastating tremors—but it carried a fatal drawback. The shockwaves harmed even his own body.
Among Paramecia users, awakenings were rare.
Among Logia users—
none had ever been confirmed.
Compared to those two types, Zoan awakenings seemed slightly more attainable.
Their hallmark—
black flame-like clouds coiling around the upper body.
Before them stood undeniable proof.
Saint Figarland had awakened.
Black smoke intertwined with his silver-white fur—unnatural, ominous, and vicious.
"Kaido. Get behind me."
The smile vanished from Linlin's face.
Prometheus twisted into a raging inferno, wrapping around Napoleon. Zeus swelled beneath her feet. The surrounding land trembled as the Soul-Soul Fruit surged to its limit.
Even Linlin's appearance grew more sinister.
Her fiery, monstrous frame radiated overwhelming power.
Black-red lightning crackled violently around her.
Advanced Conqueror's Haki.
"A beauty like you… I truly hate the thought of harming you."
In his Frostmoon Silver Wolf form, Figarland extended his tongue and licked his nose.
Predatory greed glinted in his eyes.
Frost coated his Western blade.
Black-red lightning erupted around him as well—
Conqueror's Haki.
Then—
it wrapped around his blade with terrifying fluency.
Advanced Conqueror's Haki Coating.
At that moment—
Linlin's solemn expression shifted to shock.
This—
was the mark of the true supreme.
Advanced Conqueror's Coating was the ultimate weapon among top-tier fighters.
Even within Admiral-level combatants, vast gaps existed.
Linlin could use it—
but her control was crude.
She could not unleash its true might.
This was no evenly matched opponent.
He was clearly stronger.
And yet—
Linlin, a woman who sought dominion over the seas, did not know fear.
"Ma-ma-ma-ma! Big appetite you've got."
"Let's see if you can chew!"
Flames roared along Napoleon.
Zeus propelled her forward.
She struck first.
"Mother's Raid!"
Zeus's speed was blinding.
Without Observation Haki, reaction would be impossible.
Yet in Figarland's eyes—
her movements were slow.
Wolves were near-perfect predators.
Speed was not their weakness.
"Such a fine specimen should kneel as my slave!"
"One-Sword Style—Frost Severance!"
He swung.
The instant their Conqueror's Haki clashed—
frost surged along Napoleon.
It spread with terrifying speed.
The ice devoured Prometheus.
In the blink of an eye—
one of Linlin's three strongest Homies was frozen solid.
Linlin heard Prometheus scream within her soul.
But she could do nothing.
Figarland's Conqueror's Haki was overwhelmingly dominant.
She was already struggling—
and her massive frame lacked the close-quarters agility to rival his.
And then—
"Thunder Bagua!"
Kaido burst in.
Armament Haki coated his kanabo thickly, its spikes gleaming coldly as he charged.
Figarland glanced at him dismissively—
and caught the kanabo with one hand.
One against two—
and the Commander of the Holy Knights did not falter.
"Brat who still smells of milk," Figarland sneered, "how dare you bare your fangs before me?"
With a flick of his wrist, he knocked Kaido's weapon aside.
His sword shifted from one hand to two.
The pressure between him and Linlin shattered instantly.
Already at a disadvantage—
she was forced further back.
The frost spread even faster.
If this continued—
Prometheus would be extinguished.
Linlin attempted to redirect the force along the blade's trajectory—
but such redirection rarely succeeded in clashes between supreme fighters.
Figarland pressed relentlessly—
like a rabid wolf locking onto prey.
And then—
CRACK!!!
A deafening sound tore through the heavens.
Far above—
two tiny figures clashed in midair.
One bore long golden hair, clad in white and green.
In his hands—
a massive bisento.
A colossal white shockwave, larger than his own body, gathered along its blade.
He swung.
The tremor ripped through the sky itself.
Cracks spiderwebbed across the heavens.
The monstrous fissure echoed across God Valley.
The strike missed its intended target—
but the remaining shockwave crashed into the coast.
The earth split violently.
Seawater surged.
Entire sections of land were hurled skyward.
It was nothing less than a man-made cataclysm.
"Whitebeard's gone berserk?!" Kaido muttered, clutching his chest wound.
Within the Rocks Pirates, no one surpassed Whitebeard in raw destructive power.
Not even Rocks.
The Gura Gura no Mi was a calamity-class ability—
capable of destroying the world itself.
Whitebeard rarely used it this recklessly.
Such power would ravage even his own body.
What had enraged him to this extent?
They received their answer almost immediately.
Within the shattered sky—
a blazing red light appeared.
A figure descended through it.
Then came a thunderous roar that shook the battlefield.
"Galaxy Impact!!!"
Garp.
And Whitebeard.
Those two—
had truly ignited.
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