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Being stared down by two top-tier monsters at once, Logan hovered in midair with a delighted grin."Kizaru, Garp… let me show you something fun."
As his voice fell, he swept the demon blade Thousand Edge horizontally.
The blade's surface cracked with crisscrossing fissures that lit up with a bright blue glow.
Then—crack.The sword shattered into countless fragments, all hanging weightlessly in the air.
At the same time, silver light burst from Logan's body. Silver arcs of lightning danced wildly across his skin.
All the floating fragments seemed pulled by some unseen force, swirling together as they shaped themselves into the body of a giant serpent coiling protectively around him.
Endless silver lightning crawled up the forming serpent, starting from its head all the way to the tip of its tail, crackling like a storm given form.
The massive serpent's slit pupils suddenly snapped open.
ROAR!!!
A silver python over a hundred meters long hissed and coiled around Logan, its presence fierce and terrifying.
Thousand Edge — Second Form:Forest Python.
Logan ran a hand along the serpent's body, channeling dense Armament Haki into it. Its silver scales slowly deepened, shifting into new colors.
Lightning power. Armament Haki. The demon blade's modular form. Every weapon Logan had aside from pure swordsmanship—all of it manifested in this monstrous shape.
He shot a cold look at Garp and Kizaru and growled, "Come fight."
ROAR!!!
As if receiving his command, the hundred-meter python lunged toward the two Marines with a thunderous roar that shook the sky.
Lightning boomed behind it like rolling thunder tearing heaven apart.
Garp clenched his fists. A tsunami of Armament Haki surged around him as he charged forward with unstoppable momentum.
Once upon a time, these fists chased the Pirate King Roger across the world.A beast like this wasn't going to scare him.
Kizaru, though, looked anything but relaxed.
For good reason—Garp specialized in raw combat and Haki. His attack power and defense were both absolute top-tier.
Kizaru, on the other hand, relied way too heavily on his Light-Light Fruit. His Haki had never reached that same height.
And against this serpent loaded with high-density Haki?It was a nightmare.
"Logan, we're ending you today!"
"Ame-no-Murakumo!"
Kizaru stopped holding back. Golden blade in hand, Observation Haki focusing on the python's weak point, he flashed forward at high speed.
"Good timing!"
"Lightning Dragon's Fury!!"
Logan's eyes blazed with battle lust.
The python opened wide and unleashed a horrifying dragon-like roar.
Some of the blade fragments spun violently inside the storm of lightning, forming a spiraling vortex that tore toward Kizaru.
A heartbeat later, the combined forces of three different powers slammed into the Ame-no-Murakumo.
"Damn it!" Kizaru gritted his teeth. He blocked, sliding back so fast he carved a deep trench into the ground.
The usual lazy look was long gone. Now he genuinely wanted to cuss someone out.
Lightning that could erase anything…Flowing Armament Haki…And a blade that could assemble itself however it wanted…
How the hell was any of this something a rookie pirate should have?!
Meanwhile, Garp came barreling in.
It was just a straightforward punch—nothing fancy.But like Mihawk's basic attacks, it was strong enough to crack mountains.
"Logan! Die for me!!" Garp roared, both fists breaking the sound barrier.
His grandson's grudge, dozens of dead Marines, and the looming threat to justice—
No matter which one you picked, Logan wasn't walking away alive.
"Not so fast, old man." Logan smirked coldly.
He swung his arm. The python's enormous tail whipped out, tearing through the ground as it swept toward Garp.
BOOM!!
The silver-and-red tail collided head-on with Garp's Iron Fist.
The two forces clashed in midair, exploding into shockwaves that blasted outward in every direction.
Within a kilometer, the battlefield turned into a dead zone.
Even the leftover shockwaves alone could erase a pirate worth over 100 million.
For Logan, taking on two Marine Admiral-level fighters at once was the most exhilarating battle he'd had since he first went to sea.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!!
BOOM BOOM BOOM!!
Garp's face twisted with ferocity, fists moving so fast they left countless afterimages.
Logan didn't fall behind. He poured more and more Armament Haki into the python.
In a battle of stamina… he was unbeatable.
If only he had mastered Advanced Conqueror's infusion—he'd kill this old fossil right now.
Garp's heart sank the longer they fought. Controlling a serpent this huge, unleashing all these powers… the stamina cost should've been insane.
But Logan wasn't showing even a hint of fatigue.If anything, he was getting more excited.
What kind of monster was this kid?!
"Kizaru! Pin it down! I'll finish the beast!!" Garp barked.
He rocketed upward like a cannon shell.
Kizaru grimaced but didn't hesitate.
Between real powerhouses, even a second of delay could cost the entire fight.
Slacking off was one thing—against Logan, he couldn't afford even a single mistake.
"Heh… Logan, forcing Vice Admiral Garp this far—you should be proud."
Blocking the tail trying to chase Garp, Kizaru leapt into the air, crossing his hands into a lotus-shape.
"Yasakani no Magatama!!"
Logan glanced up as countless golden light bullets poured down from the sky, firing from every direction at the massive python.
He could clearly sense that every one of them carried dense Armament Haki—way stronger than the earlier Magatama.
But—
Logan smiled faintly and raised his arm.
The python inhaled deeply, almost like it planned to swallow the entire sky.
Then its jaws opened and it roared.
ROAR!!!
Lightning infused with Flowing Haki erupted outward, shaking the heavens and rolling across the island.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!
Once again, all the golden bullets detonated, turning the sky into a blazing sea of fire.
"Kizaru—move!!"
From above the flames, a terrifying aura erupted, strong enough to make even Logan's heart tighten.
Kizaru exhaled in relief.
"Logan—die!!"
"Galaxy Impact!!"
Garp burst through the inferno, descending from above like a falling star.
Black and red energy swirled wildly around him, Armament and Conqueror's Haki intertwining like violent winds.
His fist—wrapped in the power of both—came crashing down toward the python.
This was his signature move, the technique that had defeated countless infamous pirates.
Even from a distance, Logan could feel the crushing pressure of the incoming strike.
"So that's Advanced Conqueror's infusion?" Logan licked his lips, eyes gleaming with hungry excitement.
This was the true power of a top-tier monster.
Garp's murderous aura spiked as he closed in. "Break!!"
The python lunged upward, slamming into Garp's fist.
The instant they collided, a deafening blast ripped through the sky. A massive shockwave exploded outward, flattening everything around them.
RUMBLE—
RUMBLE—
The ground cracked open in huge layers.
The tall buildings of Enies Lobby collapsed one after another into rubble.
Everything turned to dust—nothing could withstand even a second of the force.
Kizaru flashed to Garp's side and waved away the smoke."Vice Admiral Garp… is that brat dead?"
Garp's face reddened. He expanded his Observation Haki and answered grimly, "Logan can teleport. He won't die that easily."
He'd never expected that attack to kill Logan in one hit.He just wanted to destroy that damn python.
It was way too annoying.
Normal attacks didn't do a thing to it.
Before Garp could catch his breath—
"Well well… as expected of Hero Garp. That move wasn't bad."
A mocking voice came from behind them.
Both men stiffened and spun around.
Logan was strolling toward them casually—and right beside him coiled the same hundred-meter python, completely unscathed.
"Are you—What the hell is this shit!!" Kizaru finally snapped, swearing openly.
So Garp basically punched the air for nothing?!
Garp's expression darkened to pitch black. His molars were practically cracking from how hard he was clenching them.
Treat him like some circus monkey?!
Logan snapped his fingers, the corner of his mouth lifting. "These pythons don't even have real bodies. No matter how many times you smash them, I can pull them back together instantly."
"If you're done swinging at air, I think it's my turn!!!"
He grabbed the hilt of the Demon Blade, Thousand Edge. Half of the scattered shards flew back into his hand, recombining into a full sword.
The rest of the fragments started spinning fast, splitting into hundreds of serpents several meters long.
Lightning and Ryuo surged through every one of those serpentine blades.
As if sharing a single murderous impulse, the hundreds of snakes opened their jaws and snapped toward Garp.
Garp's hair stood on end as he hurried to defend himself.
He wasn't scared of snakes—he was scared of the Ryuo and thunder packed inside them. Even he wasn't dumb enough to take that head-on.
Kizaru's face twisted even more, because Logan had turned toward him.
Logan lifted the half-reformed blade, pointed it at Kizaru, and grinned. "Kizaru. Your turn."
He bent his knees and shot dozens of meters into the air, muscles tightening.
"Lion—Thousand-Cut Valley!"
Golden light burst from him, merging with silver-white lightning.
Slash after slash fired from high above, all of them aimed dead-center at Kizaru.
Each arc of sword aura was wrapped in lightning, Ryuo, and swordsmanship on the level of a top-tier bladesman.Every slash carried enough force to slice straight through a mountain.
The shockwaves carved savage trenches across the ground below.
"That's… the Golden Lion's technique?!" Kizaru snarled, face hardening.
No time to think. He swept both hands forward, instantly forming the Ame-no-Murakumo.Light powers, Armament Haki—he dumped everything he had into cutting down the incoming slashes.
And he did cut them—barely. But each impact forced him back step by step, until his arms trembled from the strain.
"Break!!" Kizaru roared, eyes bloodshot, smashing apart the final slash with all he had.
He let himself breathe—But his Observation Haki exploded in warning.
He spun around.
Logan's cruel smile filled his vision.
"Shockwave!" Logan brought the blade down in a two-handed strike.
A flying slash, dozens of meters long, screamed toward Kizaru, hitting him almost instantly.
Kizaru's face drained of color. His Observation Haki thrashed like a trapped beast.
Death. He could feel death right behind that attack.
"Get back!!!" Instinct took over—he thrust the Murakumo in front of him.
A heartbeat later, the slash hit.
BOOM.
The impact blasted Kizaru out of the sky like a falling meteor. He slammed into the ground, blowing open a deep crater and kicking up a storm of dust.
"Kizaru!!" Garp's expression changed completely. He tried to break away to help.
But the hundreds of serpents lunged from all directions, clinging to him like a plague—Destroy one, and it would reform instantly.
Only two ways to get rid of them:
Kill Logan.Or wait until Logan ran out of stamina and the serpents vanished on their own.
But every time Garp rushed in to strike, Logan teleported away. He couldn't even catch a glimpse of the guy's afterimage.
And the second option? Even worse.
Logan was like a perpetual-motion machine—his stamina didn't dip at all.
Meanwhile Garp himself was already panting. Logan still looked like he was out for a casual jog.
Garp felt like he was about to lose his mind. He had never fought such an infuriating battle.
Kizaru, you're on your own…
Logan gave Garp a brief look. It wasn't that he didn't want to kill the old man—But Garp's defense was too damn tough. Ryuo alone couldn't finish him.
So he went for Kizaru instead.
That's what you get for not listening to your teacher and relying too much on your fruit.
Dust rolled across the ground as Logan spread his Observation Haki, searching.
"Found you." His gaze locked on ruins in the distance.
Kizaru, dissolving into golden particles, floated up out of the rubble.
Compared to earlier, he looked beat-up as hell.
Blood trickled from his lip. His yellow suit was basically rags. One lens of his sunglasses had shattered god-knows-when.
And his aura was shaky, barely holding together.
"Logan!!!" Kizaru's eyes were bloodshot as he glared.
He couldn't even remember the last time he'd been injured.Even against the Yonko, he'd always come back untouched.
And now he'd been beaten bloody by some brat who'd only been at sea for less than two months.
Unacceptable. Completely unacceptable.
"Logan, if I don't kill you today, then I don't deserve the title of Admiral!!!"
BOOM.
His power erupted. Golden light wrapped around him, and one after another, identical copies of Kizaru separated from his body.
Within seconds, ten Kizarus floated high above the battlefield.
One of the abilities of the Glint-Glint Fruit.
He could create clones—clones with combat instincts and the ability to use light attacks.
All ten of them crossed their hands, fingertips glowing gold.
Hundreds of golden points lit up across the sky.
Logan narrowed his eyes. "Again? Yata no Kagami, Yata no Kagami, Yata no Kagami. Does an Admiral only have one move?"
But cornered or not, Kizaru still had a trump card.
Logan tightened his grip on the Thousand Edge as Armament Haki exploded from his body like a volcanic eruption, pouring into the blade.
The sword trembled, humming as if thrilled.
He wasn't holding anything back.
He wouldn't be killing Garp today—but Kizaru?Kizaru was absolutely killable.
And when he struck, it would be fast and final.
He gathered every ounce of strength he had and fed it into the Demon Blade.
"Logan, die!!!"All ten Kizarus moved in perfect sync. Golden light bullets rained down, zeroed in on Logan through his own Observation Haki.
At the same time, all ten clones summoned their Murakumo swords—ready for any sudden counterattack.
Kizaru was truly scared now.
"Kizaru! Catch this!!!" Logan roared. His Observation Haki locked onto the real body.
He swung.
"Conquest of the Country!!!"
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