Deep within God Valley.
Using CP0's Devil Fruit ability, Kong arrived at the island. After meeting up with Sengoku and Garp, he led the two of them deeper into the valley, heading toward the palace.
They were there to meet two of the Five Elders.
Inside the grand hall, the two Elders sat awaiting their arrival.
One was a towering, burly man with a W-shaped beard, paired with a bald head. His presence alone radiated authority, exuding an aura that demanded respect—Saint Topman Warcury.
The other wore a loose, white keikogi draped carelessly over his shoulders. He sat lazily, a long sword resting in his arms as he appeared to be dozing off. He lacked the first man's imposing, overbearing presence yet the air around him was far more unsettling, like an unfathomable abyss—Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro.
As Kong, Sengoku, and Garp approached, Warcury's voice, calm yet heavy, filled the room.
"You're all here, sit down. Is everything arranged?"
Kong sat down and answered, "Everything's ready. The Buster Call fleet has already set out from headquarters."
He frowned slightly. "It's just Rocks… why is he suddenly attacking God Valley?"
Rocks had been gathering his forces for months, leaving many to speculate about his true goal. No one expected his target to be the distant God Valley in the West Blue.
The Five Elders must know something.
Kong, as the Fleet Admiral, couldn't help but furrow his brows. Even now, at the brink of war, he still didn't know the exact reason for this attack.
Warcury glanced at Sengoku and Garp before responding, "Hmm, there's a treasure hidden here in the valley. It's tied to the Celestial Dragons' lineage." He paused for a moment, his gaze piercing. "But a year ago, a brat with a special ability sneaked in. After chasing him for months, he vanished. We didn't expect him to end up with the Rocks Pirates."
Kong's eyes narrowed. "So that's how it is…" He nodded, understanding the situation.
Nusjuro, still holding his sword, spoke up with a detached tone, "Enough, Kong. This is also an opportunity to keep the pirates chaotic. As for Rocks, he's nothing more than a clown."
...
Buster Call Fleet set sail.
Forty massive, specially crafted warships advanced toward the West Blue. Each ship was led by a high-ranking officer, commanding a thousand elite marines.
On Sakazuki's ship, he watched the marines on the deck, their faces burning with excitement. He gave a slight nod.
Indeed. Big events are the best at stirring people's fighting spirit.
At this moment, Doberman walked over, a hint of worry on his face.
"Rear Admiral Sakazuki… do you think we can win this time?"
Sakazuki glanced at him. "Why are you asking that?"
"Rocks has over a hundred officers under him, and names like Golden Lion, Whitebeard, Ochoku, those are legendary pirates. If we lose… the world…"
Sakazuki turned to face Doberman, his eyes calm and unwavering.
"Don't worry, Doberman."
He understood the man's concern. No one hated pirates more than someone who had watched their family slaughtered by them. If the Marines lost and the pirates took control of the world, it would truly be a hell on Earth.
Sakazuki spoke again, reassuringly.
"You need to understand something. Putting aside the blank hundred years, the World Government has stood for eight hundred years. In that time, pirates have continuously emerged. Heroes, tyrants, they are the most common things on this vast ocean."
He paused, his voice deepening with conviction.
"But 800 years have passed, and those so-called heroes and tyrants… they're like weeds. Cut one batch down, another grows.
"The only thing that has remained steady is the World Government. Standing firm above it all. Rocks? He's just another clown.
"Rule the world? Hah."
Sakazuki's blunt revelation about the world's true nature shook Doberman to his core, leaving him speechless
"This…"
Sakazuki patted Doberman's shoulder, then walked back to his cabin, leaving the young man to digest everything.
The fleet sailed on.
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Seven days later. in the palace of God Valley.
"Are they here...?"
The few people who had been meditating with their eyes closed simultaneously opened their eyes.
They walked out of the palace, gazing towards the sky. A suffocating wave of Conqueror's Haki crashed down, blanketing the entire God Valley.
Alongside the overwhelming Haki came a cruel, thunderous voice that echoed across the sky.
"Let the world start trembling from here! Xehahahaha!!!"
"KILL THEM ALL!!!"
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Aboard Rocks Pirate ship.
As Rocks finished his words, the Golden Lion, standing beside him, grinned and stepped forward.
Raising his right hand, he gestured downwards with his fingers.
Hundreds of pirate ships dove toward God Valley, crashing into the outer slave army and the temporarily deployed Marine forces, causing untold deaths and injuries.
But that was not all.
After smashing into the ground, countless pirates leaped off their decks and plunged into brutal combat with the army below.
Rocks and his crew pressed forward, making their way toward the deepest part of the island, heading straight for the palace.
"Impact Wave!"
A loud shout reverberated through the air.
Following that, a massive golden shockwave, hundreds of meters wide, broke through the sound barrier and shot toward Rocks and his crew.
"Gurararara! Sengoku!"
Suddenly, Whitebeard leaped forward.
He pulled his right hand back, and his fist, wrapped in a white aura, struck out toward the shockwave.
Crack! Crack!
The air in front of him shattered, sending cracks in all directions. Endless shockwaves exploded forward, colliding with the incoming force.
BOOM!
The impact was like thunder striking the earth. A massive crater, hundreds of meters wide, appeared in front of them. A gust of wind swept through, dispersing the smoke.
At last, the two sides had fully clashed.
...
Pururu..rurururu….
The Den Den Mushi left in the palace rang, and Warcury answered the call.
"Kong isn't here. This is the Five Elders. What's the matter? Speak."
"Ah! Esteemed Elder, the Buster Call fleet will arrive at God Valley in half a day. Please give instructions." A voice sounded from the other end.
"Once they arrive, first eliminate the surrounding pirates, and then we'll decide on further actions."
"Understood!"
...
Half a day later...
At the outskirts of God Valley, the slave army and the mobilized marines had suffered heavy casualties.
One side was made up of the ruthless pirates from the New World, while the other consisted of slaves and marines from the four blues.
Withstanding two waves of attacks had already been an impressive feat.
Just as it seemed the defense line was about to be breached, the once blue sky with white clouds suddenly changed. It turned a fiery red, as though the sky itself was ablaze.
Numerous pirates looked up in confusion. As the red clouds were pierced by countless small dots, everyone's expression changed drastically, and they scrambled to escape.
"Hey, is this for real? What kind of joke is this?!"
"How the hell can something like that fall from the sky?!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Hurry!!!!!!"
Boom! Boom! Boom...
Giant molten fists rained down from the sky.
Like meteors falling to the earth, they crashed heavily into the chaotic pirates. The pirates struck by the molten fists didn't even have time to scream, instantly being dissolved by the lava.
When the molten fists hit the ground, the lava exploded, destroying everything in its wake. Even more terrifying was the lava's corrosive and poisonous nature.
"Aaaahhhh....!"
"Save me!!!!!!"
"Pull me up!!!"
"Please, take me! Take me with you!"
The heartrending screams continued as countless pirates were reduced to severed limbs and bodies.
The molten fists kept falling from the sky, mercilessly reaping one life after another.
In a matter of moments, a third of the attacking pirates had disappeared without a trace, all dissolved by the lava.
The red sky and the molten lava on the ground reflected off each other.
At this moment, it felt as if this place was no longer part of the world, but a hellish inferno.
Meanwhile, the marines from the four blues were filled with excited shouts. They recognized the lava all too well.
"Lava! It's lava!"
"Rear Admiral Sakazuki is here!!"
"Hahaha!"
"Brothers, hold the line! Reinforcements have arrived!"
"Ho!!!!"
As the last molten fist landed before the defense line. Sakazuki's Observation Haki swept over the area, and upon seeing the heavily wounded marines soldiers, his expression turned grim.
"Still too late. Damned pirate trash."
"Great Death Burial Formation!!"
With a surge of murderous intent, the last molten fist that hit the ground transformed into Sakazuki's figure.
Following that, countless lava streams began to surge and take shape on the ground.
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