Grand Line, Fish-Man Island sea area—the site of the final battle.
The sea breeze froze. The waves fell into a deathly silence.
On one side stood the Uchiha starship, suspended in the heavens like divine judgment, surrounded by a suffocating lineup of the Ninja World's strongest figures.
On the other side lay the Allied Forces, spreading across the sea to the very horizon—an ocean of steel and flesh, blotting out the sky.
"Attack!!!"
From the deep-sea command ship, Imu's voice pierced the battlefield through a special Den Den Mushi.
"Let them witness the world's most primal power!!!"
"Fire!!!"
Rumble!
With Imu's command, the two behemoths hidden behind the Allied Forces finally revealed their fangs.
Ancient Weapon Pluton!
A colossal black steel warship thousands of meters long. Its main cannon alone exceeded a hundred meters in diameter. Deep within its pitch-black muzzle, dark red destructive energy gathered wildly—the Fire of the Underworld, said to erase an island from existence in a single shot.
Ancient Weapon Uranus!
Though its main body was damaged, Imu's forced activation transformed it into a massive suspended mechanical sphere. Ancient runes flickered endlessly, drawing lightning and storms from the atmosphere to form a destructive field spanning a hundred miles.
"Die, outsiders!"
Boom!
Crackle!
Pluton's main cannon roared. A dark red beam hundreds of meters wide tore through the sky, distorting space itself as it passed.
Uranus unleashed divine punishment. Countless beams—far more violent than natural lightning—rained down upon the Uchiha forces like falling stars.
This was power enough to flatten Marineford ten times over.
Hope burned fiercely in the eyes of the Allied soldiers.
This was their final trump card.
The wrath of the world.
However—
High above.
Tobirama Senju sat calmly on his throne, not even shifting his posture.
He watched the world-destroying assault approach, a curl of extreme disdain lifting the corner of his mouth.
"Amado," Tobirama said indifferently.
"Present, Your Majesty."
A holographic projection of the decadent-looking scientist appeared beside the throne.
"Show these natives what true interstellar firepower looks like."
"Understood. Defensive system online. Main cannon charging. Target locked."
Hum!
Chakra patterns across the Uchiha starship flared to life.
Boom!
Pluton's extinction beam slammed into empty space a hundred meters in front of the ship.
Then—
A terrifying scene unfolded.
The beam, capable of erasing everything, slid aside like water over glass, cleanly deflected by the force field!
It grazed past the Uchiha starship and shot straight into deep space, shattering a distant satellite.
"What?!"
"It was… deflected?!"
"Return the favor," Amado said calmly, adjusting his glasses.
He tapped the virtual interface.
Uchiha Star-Killing Chakra Main Cannon!
Click!
The massive Uchiha crest at the bow split open, revealing a deep-blue muzzle.
Swoosh!
A beam no thicker than a thumb—but brighter than the sun—fired instantly.
Sub-light speed.
No one had time to react.
The beam crossed tens of thousands of meters in a blink, striking Pluton with pinpoint accuracy—then refracting upward to pierce the core of Uranus in the sky.
One second.
Two seconds.
Rumble!!!
A colossal mushroom cloud rose from the ocean, towering ten thousand meters high.
Pluton, along with tens of thousands of operators, vaporized instantly—nothing left behind, not even scrap.
Uranus's core exploded into fireworks across the sky, flaming fragments raining down like meteors upon the Allied fleet.
"Ahhh!!"
"Help! The sky is falling!"
Ships were torn apart. Countless vessels sank as debris crashed into the sea.
One strike.
Two Ancient Weapons—erased.
"Toys should understand their destiny," Tobirama said coldly.
"Next."
On the Allied command ship, Monkey D. Dragon watched in silence.
He did not retreat.
The fire in his eyes burned brighter.
"As expected…" Dragon muttered, his voice hoarse but firm.
"Monsters like this can't be stopped by dead machines."
He turned sharply toward the millions behind him, whose morale was collapsing under fear.
"Betty!!!"
"Here!!!"
Belo Betty stepped forward, sweat soaking her clothes. This was the last chance.
Her massive flag snapped violently.
Pump-Pump Fruit Awakening — Soul Roar!!!
"Stand up, you cowards!!!"
Her voice, amplified and empowered, swept across the entire sea, striking directly at the soul.
"Look behind you! That's your home! Your wives and children!"
"If we lose, this world will never know peace! You'll be slaves to that devil for generations!"
"Do you want to live like dogs?! Do you want your children to be dogs too?!"
"If not—then grip your weapons!!!"
"Burn your lives away! Even if you die, bite a chunk of flesh off him!!!"
"For freedom!!!"
Hum!!!
Crimson Haki ripples spread outward, covering the entire battlefield.
Fear vanished from millions of eyes, replaced by manic fury forcibly ignited by her power.
"For freedom!!!"
"Fight to the death!!!"
"Kill one and break even! Kill two and profit!!!"
The roar of millions shook the sky clear of smoke.
The final madness of ants trying to drag down an elephant.
"All units—charge!!!"
Dragon drew the Wind Sword at his waist and pointed it skyward.
Boom!
Millions surged forward. Warships advanced. The Allied Forces charged like a frenzied tide toward the Uchiha starship.
"Heh…"
Tobirama looked down at the ant-like army, at their sudden surge of courage.
Mockery deepened in his eyes.
"Pump-Pump Fruit? Emotional stimulants?"
He stood and walked to the ship's edge.
"Thinking this kind of fake bravery can bridge the gap in power?"
"Dragon, you're naïve."
"Since you want to die so badly…"
He raised his hand.
"Grant them their wish."
"No need for the full army."
"First, Second, Third Legions—advance."
"One hundred thousand is enough."
"Go teach them what despair truly is."
"Kill."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
One hundred thousand ninjas in black chakra armor, Karma seals glowing, descended like a rain of death.
No battle cries.
Only silence.
The silence of activated killing machines.
The moment the two sides clashed, it became absolute slaughter.
A pirate swung his blade at a ninja's neck.
Clang!
Sparks flew. The blade curled uselessly.
The ninja raised his palm.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Boom!
At point-blank range, the pirate turned to ash.
"Ability users—attack!"
Hundreds of Gifters charged.
"Water Release: Great Waterfall Technique!"
A colossal wave formed from nothing, sweeping the Gifters into the depths, drowning them instantly.
"Their armor can't be pierced!"
"They resurrect?!"
Even when a ninja fell, their body dissolved into paper-like fragments—only to reform seconds later on the starship, fully restored, dropping back into battle.
An undead legion.
Infinite chakra.
Unbreakable defense.
They never stood a chance.
Blood flooded the sea. Within half an hour, the waters around Fish-Man Island turned scarlet.
One hundred thousand ninjas suppressed ten million soldiers.
Like wolves among sheep.
"Lost… we're completely lost…"
On the command ship, some pirates collapsed in terror.
"Monsters… all monsters…"
Dragon watched, his heart bleeding.
Those were living people.
To the enemy, they weren't even consumables.
"We can't wait anymore."
Dragon turned to Imu.
Imu's body trembled—not with fear, but with desperate rage.
"Go," Imu rasped.
"The final attempt."
"Let them open the path."
Five figures stepped out from the depths of the ship.
Their expressions were dull, but Mythical Zoan power surged within them.
Pseudo–Five Elders—death weapons born from cloning and Devil Fruit recycling.
"We go too," Dragon said, inhaling deeply as violent winds gathered.
"All remaining top combatants—charge with me!"
"One target only!"
"Uchiha Tobirama!!!"
"As long as he dies, everything collapses!"
"Kill!!!"
Boom!
Dragon became a green hurricane, tearing into the sky.
Behind him followed the five monsters and dozens of the world's last hidden powerhouses.
The final essence of this world.
The last bayonet.
"For the world!!!"
Dragon's roar was tragic and resolute.
High above, Tobirama watched the moths rushing toward him.
"Finally moving?"
"Weak—but at least…"
"Your courage is commendable."
He rose from the throne.
Then, as if remembering something, an extremely malicious smile curved his lips.
"Ah. Almost forgot."
"Dragon, you're fighting this hard to save your stubborn old man, aren't you?"
"Since you're father and son…"
"You should reunite."
Tobirama sliced casually through the air.
Kamui!
Hum!
A black spatial裂 appeared.
An old man wrapped in bandages, bound in Seastone chains, tumbled out—still cursing.
Monkey D. Garp.
"Damn it! That hurts!"
"Uchiha Tobirama! How long did you lock me in that dark room?!"
"Untie me if you dare! Fight me one-on-one!!!"
Still furious. Still unyielding.
Then—
A storm howled.
Garp looked up.
He saw a man wrapped in wind, charging straight toward him.
"…Dragon?"
Garp's eyes widened.
"Why are you here?!"
"And that look—are you trying to kill me?!"
Dragon froze midair.
The hurricane collapsed.
Blood sprayed from his mouth as he forced himself to stop.
"Fa… Father?!"
His voice shattered.
Garp stared, then sensed the battlefield.
"…Fish-Man Island?"
"Dragon! What have you done?!"
"I came to save you!!!" Dragon roared.
"Save me?"
Garp was stunned.
Behind him, Tobirama placed a hand on Garp's shoulder—like holding a hostage.
He looked at Dragon and smiled coldly.
"What a touching reunion."
"Monkey D. Dragon."
"Now…"
"You have two choices."