"You kids wanna gang up? Bring it!"
Garp cocked his fist back. The world went dead still.
Everyone on the battlefield knew—this was the calm before the storm.
The giant beasts around them shattered in the blur of Garp's explosive dash, crystalline ice scattering across the ground, reflecting the pitch-black sky.
And reflecting the towering figure streaking past like a bolt of lightning.
"This old geezer!"
Doflamingo gritted his teeth. Threads erupted from his claws. His left arm slashed like a beast's, five colored strings wrapped in Armament Haki slashing toward Garp.
Armament: Five-Color Strings!
But…
"Useless!"
Black Haki bloomed across Garp's skin, casually shredding the strings. Then he accelerated toward Sakura.
Sure, he played dumb in daily life, but in a fight? No games.
He'd already overheard Sakura and Doflamingo plotting. No way he'd let them pull it off.
No matter how flashy the ability, once his iron fist kissed your forehead, it was lights out.
"Fist Bone…"
Haki surged like lightning across his right fist.
The girl below smirked. Garp's future-sight flashed red.
Fake?
In that split-second distraction, the Sakura in front of him poofed into white smoke.
Behind the smoke—Doflamingo, toes pointed, kicking hard.
Haki-wrapped foot, eight near-invisible thread-lines attached, a razor-straight slash aimed at Garp's waist.
"Foot Shave String!"
Doflamingo was this close—until Garp changed moves mid-air.
Using Moon Walk to stomp the air, Garp flipped, snagged the incoming leg with his Haki-blackened hand.
"Too green, kid!"
"Huh?"
Bad feeling. Doflamingo's body was already locked by Garp's Haki.
It's that move again!
In a panic, he hugged the back of his head.
"Seabed…"
Whoosh!
A flash. Garp felt his grip go empty—and frost spreading across his hand.
He looked up. Sakura had yanked Doflamingo a hundred meters away.
One Sakura pressed both hands on Doflamingo—green light glowing where they touched.
Another Sakura hefted a massive storm-wreathed greatsword, on full guard.
"Space, healing, ice, clones… your powers are a damn mess!"
Garp tossed off his cape, tie, and jacket, rolled up his sleeves, and flexed rock-hard arms.
Warm-up over. Time to get serious.
"My tricks are almost all out—he'll counter me soon!"
Sakura sucked in a breath and warned Doflamingo.
Against a pure Haki and physical monster like Garp? No fancy bullshit—just raw stats. Stats, stats, and more stats.
The longer the fight dragged, the more he'd figure out her ninjutsu patterns.
Once he did, if she didn't want a permanent cell in Impel Down, she'd have to slink back to the shinobi world.
"So what's the play?"
Doflamingo stood, wounds patched. Haki blackened his arms.
"I make an opening. You break his Haki armor—just a little!"
Sakura shouldered the storm blade. Doflamingo rocketed skyward on threads.
Far off, Garp's aura exploded—crimson and black Haki swirling thicker, wrapping him in blood-flame.
Killing intent rampaged.
He saw the two Sakuras cross their massive swords in a familiar stance.
"Elbaf's Spear?"
First shock—then pure joy.
Forty years ago, at God Valley, the legendary Giant King never showed. The regret of a missed fight… maybe today could scratch that itch.
She wasn't at her peak yet, age-wise.
But he couldn't wait.
"Don't die, kid!"
Mad laughter. A red meteor launched. The shockwave obliterated both sides of the street.
A blood-cross of Conqueror's and Armament Haki bloomed in Garp's hands. He punched the air.
At the same time, Sakura's charge hit max. Boiling Release chakra and freezing vapor flooded the blades.
Two greatswords clashed and slashed—a storm that could pierce anything. Thunder roared.
"Elbaf's Spear: Hegemony!" ×2
"Fist Bone: Impact!"
BOOM!!!
The collision shook the earth. The entire sea domain rippled—waves upon waves, terrifying power detonating in the currents.
Crimson impact devoured cyan inch by inch. The scale tipped toward Garp.
"Doflamingo!"
Blood poured from gashes on Sakura's body. Still holding the slash, she roared.
Inside the storm, blood-soaked Doflamingo burst through.
While Garp was locked on Sakura, he slipped to the hero's blind side.
"Garp—this one's for my family!!!"
Burning will condensed into a single pinpoint thread—black, light, ethereal.
It pierced Garp's Haki at the gut. Just a pencil-sized hole.
"GOT IT!!"
Doflamingo shouted—then ate a fist to the chest.
"Nice!"
As he flew back, the cherry-blossom mark on him flashed. He swapped with Sakura.
Flying Thunder God: Mutual Instant Rotation!
"What?!"
Garp startled. Future-sight scrambled by clashing Conqueror's. Opening exposed.
Right fist still extended—too late to pull back.
In desperation, he swung his left—but left his gut wide open.
Smack!
Sakura's palm slapped the Haki breach Doflamingo made. Chakra poured in, no holding back.
"Ninja Art: Five Elements Seal!"
The seal that could bind a tailed beast's chakra surged through the link, locking down the legend's power.
Garp's legs buckled. He hit the ground. But Haki still flowing in him began purging the foreign energy.
Any second, he'd break free.
"Cough—did you win?"
Doflamingo flew back on air-threads, staring at the downed Garp. Unable to sense chakra, he thought Sakura had taken him out.
"Win my ass! It's just a temporary lock—grab your people and RUN!"
No hesitation. Sakura blasted steam and shot into the sky.
Doflamingo glanced at the still-murderous-eyed Garp on the ground. Shivered.
He tied up his three executives with threads and booked it on sky-walk.
We're out—you grease the road, dude!