Chapter 427: One Punch
Marine Base G-1. The monsters' battle had only just begun.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku the Buddha—like Brett—was a mythical zoan Devil Fruit user.
The Human-Human Fruit, Buddha Model granted him massive physical enhancement and the ability to freely release shockwaves.
Combined with this man being a Conqueror's Haki wielder, with dual-colored Haki reinforcement, his shockwaves could easily pierce mountains and blow away entire towns.
The incoming shockwave threatened to extinguish all flames wrapping Brett's body surface.
These shockwaves even continuously penetrated Brett's body—trying to bypass his powerful surface defense and damage his internals.
But meaningless. Brett's insides were as formidable as his exterior.
However, letting Fleet Admiral Sengoku extinguish the painstakingly created flame dragon seemed too wasteful.
Armament and Conqueror's Haki spread forth, coiling around the nearly-tangible flames.
The golden flame dragon transformed into pitch-black appearance at this moment—even wrapped in thick black lightning.
Now the incoming shockwaves could no longer affect Brett.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku—transformed into a massive golden Buddha—couldn't help his pupils contracting. "This guy! Such powerful Haki!"
"Next is my turn!!"
Ryokugyu laughed heartily. Already transformed into a massive plant-man, his arms suddenly thrust into the ground.
Then, on the ground Brett flew across, massive trees and vines extended upward—like tentacles wrapping toward Brett.
As a Navy Admiral, Ryokugyu's strength was absolutely qualified. The trees he created possessed extraordinary toughness and durability. Not something ordinary people could easily break free from.
However, the instant they touched the pitch-black flame dragon, these supposedly incredibly tough trees and vines turned directly to ash.
"Hey, hey! These are fireproof forests—specially made to counter flames!"
Ryokugyu covered his head with both hands, looking utterly devastated. "This heat is too absurd! My ability is completely countered by him!"
"Really, Aramaki-kun—now's not the time for dejection~"
Dazzling light gathered in the sky. Kizaru's leisurely voice came far slower than the light beams he condensed.
The moment his voice sounded, countless light points had already formed in the sky. The next instant they transformed into lasers bombarding Brett from all directions.
Intense chain explosions directly enveloped Brett. His massive body simply couldn't dodge Kizaru's laser bombardment.
"Nice! Excellent work, Borsalino-senpai!"
Ryokugyu already danced excitedly.
"We're nowhere near finished!"
Fujitora stood atop a massive boulder. He manipulated purple waves—making the stone carry him skyward.
Reverse-gripping his blade. Sheathing it at his waist. Purple waves coiled around it.
"Gravity Blade—Fierce Tiger!"
Like a fierce tiger roaring—the purple sword wave instantly tore through explosion smoke.
Within that smoke, a certain massive behemoth would be sent flying the next instant.
However, at this lightning-fast moment, the monster opened its mouth. "Heat Breath!!"
Scorching fire pillar collided with purple gravity sword wave—erupting in violent explosion while the surging wind finally revealed the figure in the smoke.
Brett. The black flame armor wrapped around him had become tattered—looking like his body had been beaten incomplete.
"Tch, each one of you is truly impressive."
Brett remarked with some admiration. "Looks like I really underestimated this battle's intensity."
"Well, we are three Admirals plus the Fleet Admiral~"
Kizaru lightly touched down on the ground, smiling while looking up at Brett. "If you easily gained the upper hand, where would our dignity be?"
"Indeed."
Brett nodded in deep agreement.
Aside from that Iron Fist Garp, the Navy's strongest forces had almost all assembled.
How could anyone easily achieve victory against such opponents?
"But I don't plan to end my story here either. So—I'm also going all out."
Brett's body began collapsing. Flames flowed across him. Shrinking synchronously with his body.
He transformed into tall, ferocious dragon-human hybrid form. Pitch-black flames coiled around his body surface—like wearing external armor.
As flames rose, lightning also began leaping across his body. Almost instantly, brilliant electrical light shot skyward—illuminating the sky even brighter.
"Ohh, this looks truly remarkable!"
Kizaru exclaimed loudly. But his eyes showed absolutely no smile now. Only vigilance and gravity filled them.
Fleet Admiral Sengoku also frowned tightly. He could sense the truly terrifying aura emanating from Brett now.
Brett twisted his neck. "This should be about enough."
Question: To defeat four formidably strong opponents, what kind of strength did he need?
Did he need power surpassing all four combined?
No. Far from needing such extravagant power.
When quality differed, quantity became difficult to compensate.
What he needed now—use his advantages to defeat them one by one.
"Then—"
The electrical light on Brett's body suddenly converged. After Observation Haki evolved, finer lightning manipulation grew increasingly proficient. Electric current propulsion could function more efficiently.
Clouds appeared beneath Brett's feet. The next instant, he became a beam of light. "Here I come."
Sengoku's eyes widened. Brett almost instantly appeared before him.
Too fast!
Such speed was simply too astonishing!
Even he couldn't quite react!
Rolling heat waves struck his face. Leaping lightning had already directly reached his face.
"Sengoku-san!"
Kizaru's body had already begun transforming into light.
But too late. Elementalization also required time. His reaction also required time.
At least in this instant—Brett faced Sengoku one-on-one.
Power stored in his body began converting. Brett clenched his right fist. You'll exit first, Fleet Admiral Sengoku.
"Electric Current Push—Secret Art—King—Buseiryu!"
One-third of his energy converted. But this strike should already suffice.
"Don't get cocky, brat!"
Sengoku roared.
He was a sea legend walking since decades ago. What enemies hadn't he witnessed?
His massive palm directly crushed toward Brett. Violent shockwaves seemed invincible under dual-colored Haki amplification.
However, this shockwave wasn't truly invincible.
The pitch-black arm tore open a gap in the shockwave—charging unstoppably toward his palm.
Sengoku's pupils contracted. Dual-colored Haki immediately wrapped his palm.
Then—the comparatively incredibly slender arm and massive palm collided.
CRACK.
A somewhat crisp sound.
Sengoku's expression changed dramatically.
Impossible! Such invincible power!!
Before even forming a stalemate, his Haki was directly shattered by unimaginable tremendous force.
Then—that guy's fist pierced into his palm!!
"AHHHHH!!"
The Navy's Fleet Admiral—currently screaming.