Darkness.
Boundless darkness.
A sense of weightlessness came from all directions, making Garp feel as if he was falling endlessly.
"Hmm?"
Garp frowned, looking around.
There was nothing here.
No wind, no sound, no light.
"Hey! Brat!"
"What godforsaken place have you brought this old man to!"
His roar echoed in the eerie silence, but received no response.
Garp pouted, then began to move his limbs.
"Playing tricks."
His battle-hardened intuition told him there was no danger here.
The next second.
In the pitch-black void, points of starlight suddenly lit up.
Countless colorful fragments emerged from the depths of the darkness, slowly rotating around him like a galaxy.
Each fragment reflected a completely different image.
A blonde teenager in orange clothes gathered a rapidly spinning blue energy ball between his hands.
A man in full black armor breathed heavily, wielding a red lightsaber.
A giant green monster rampaged through a city, letting out earth-shattering roars.
Garp's eyes widened slightly.
"What is this… thing?"
He reached out, trying to touch the fragment closest to him.
In that fragment was a white-haired dog demon with a moon mark on his forehead, wielding a giant demonic blade.
His fingers passed through the fragment without any obstruction, causing not a single ripple.
"An illusion?"
Garp withdrew his hand, an impatient expression on his face.
"What's the point of all these flashy tricks!"
"One million Berries, just for this old man to see this?"
He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking like popping beans.
"When this old man gets out, I'll definitely overturn that white-haired brat's stall!"
Just then.
All the surrounding fragments began to spin faster.
Streams of light danced, images intertwined.
Finally, all the scenes froze in one place.
It was a land scorched by war.
A man.
A dark-skinned man, extremely muscular, stood alone in a encirclement of tens of thousands of Ninja.
He was shirtless, his bronze muscles as indestructible as rock, covered in crisscrossing scars.
Crackling!
Blue-purple electric arcs wildly danced on his body, emitting a piercing roar, making him appear like a thunder god descended to earth.
Garp's pupils suddenly contracted.
The impatience on his face vanished.
It was replaced by the excitement of a hunter seeing his prey.
"Oh?"
He grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth.
"This guy…"
"Looks interesting!"
Just then, a cold, emotionless mechanical voice echoed in Garp's mind.
"Dungeon selected: strongest spear."
"Mission objective: Survive the Third Raikage's assault, or defeat him."
"Countdown begins."
Huge bloody numbers appeared before Garp, each number's appearance causing the entire space to vibrate violently.
"3"
Garp's muscles instantly tensed, his gaze becoming incredibly sharp.
"2"
He burst into laughter, loud and wild.
"BWAHAHAHA!"
"Good timing! Let this old man meet your strongest spear!"
"1"
He suddenly struck a pose, an invisible aura rising to the sky.
"0"
The moment the countdown reached zero.
Garp's figure was swallowed by a strong light, disappearing from his original spot.
Land of Lightning.
Cloud Gorge.
Boom!
An deafening roar echoed through the sky, and the surging air current blew away shattered rocks from the cliff face.
A giant beast, comparable in size to a mountain, was rampaging wildly.
It had octopus tentacles and bull horns, and eight ferocious tails danced wildly behind it; each swing was enough to flatten a mountain peak.
Eight-Tails, Gyuki!
"Quick! Scatter!"
"Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall can't hold it anymore!"
"Water Release Ninjutsu is completely useless!"
Countless Hidden Cloud Village Ninja fled in disarray through the gorge, their faces filled with terror and despair.
Their proud Ninjutsu was as fragile as paper in front of this rampaging Tailed Beast.
Just then.
A tall, burly figure stood at the very front of everyone.
He had dark skin, bulging muscles, and was enveloped in visible blue electrical light, with dazzling electric arcs crackling.
Third Raikage, Ay.
"Everyone retreat."
His voice was not loud, but carried an undeniable authority, clearly reaching the ears of every Ninja.
"Raikage-sama!"
A Ninja wearing goggles and bandages on his face rushed to his side, his tone extremely anxious.
"The Eight-Tails is completely out of control! You alone are too dangerous!"
"Dodai."
The Third Raikage did not look back, his gaze fixed on the roaring Eight-Tails in the distance.
"This is the responsibility of a Raikage."
"For the Village, for my comrades, I must stop it."
His tone was calm, yet contained a determination as heavy as a mountain.
"But your body…" Dodai still wanted to persuade him.
"Shut up!"
The Third Raikage growled.
"This is an order!"
"Before I deal with it, your mission is to evacuate all civilians, not a single one less!"
As his voice fell.
The lightning on his body suddenly surged!
Blue-purple chakra, like boiling magma, enveloped his entire being, forming an indestructible lightning armor.
Strongest Shield, Lightning Release Armor!
The ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and he transformed into a blue lightning bolt, preparing to charge towards the tyrannical Eight-Tails.
The moment he moved.
The Third Raikage's movements suddenly paused.
He stopped.
His sharp, hawk-like eyes suddenly turned towards another direction of the gorge.
Dodai was stunned.
"Raikage-sama?"
The Third Raikage did not answer him.
He just stared intently in that direction, his entire body's muscles instantly tensed to the extreme, and the electric arcs on his Lightning Release Armor pulsed even more wildly.
There, an aura appeared.
An aura he had never felt before, unruly, domineering, and vast as the sea!
The intensity of this aura even made him temporarily ignore the rampaging Eight-Tails!
"Who…"
The Third Raikage's voice became incredibly solemn.
"Get out!"
His furious roar, mixed with thunder, echoed incessantly throughout the entire Cloud Gorge.
At the other end of the gorge.
A figure descended from the sky, crashing to the ground with a boom, kicking up a cloud of dust.
"Cough, cough… This teleportation experience really isn't great."
Garp patted the dust off himself, grumbling discontentedly.
He looked up, surveying his surroundings.
Everywhere were towering, rugged cliffs, and the air was filled with a burnt smell and a faint ionized scent.
"Oh?"
He saw the octopus-bull unleashing its power in the distance.
"BWAHAHAHA!"
"What a big fellow! This trip was worth it!"
Garp's face instantly filled with an excited smile, he clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking loudly, preparing to rush up and give that big guy an "Fist of Love."
Just then, a furious roar mixed with thunder reached his ears.
"Get out!"
Garp's movements stopped.
He turned his head, looking in the direction of the voice.
He saw him.
At the end of the gorge, the dark-skinned tough guy enveloped in blue lightning.
The other party was staring intently at him with an extremely oppressive gaze.
That look was full of vigilance, hostility, and a hint of… the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent?
Garp grinned, his smile becoming even wilder.
"BWAHAHAHA!"
"So the main event is here!"
He ignored the still roaring Eight-Tails, took a step, and walked towards the Third Raikage, one step at a time.
With each step, the ground slightly trembled.
An invisible aura rose from him, like an awakened ancient beast, wild, unruly, and unreasonable!
"That brat didn't lie to this old man after all."
Garp walked, flexing his wrists, making popping sounds.
"This opponent…"
"This old man likes him very much!"
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