The black light bombardment shattered the remaining half of the castle into ruins and blasted a deep pit into the ground.
But within this deep pit, the mist, which should have been extinguished, reemerged, entwining and rising rapidly, like a spear aimed straight at Sage.
"Still alive, huh..."
Sage smirked, letting out a cold snort. Within just two breaths, black light gathered once more in his hand.
The entity hidden within the mist seemed to merge with it, but it wasn't a Logia-type, not even a special type. It only had the illusion of being a Logia-type.
An indiscriminate large-scale attack should definitely hit it.
But this guy managed to narrowly reduce the range just to catch up with me?
There's no need to even expand the range, just one strike could shatter it!
"Heroic Annihilation Slash..."
The black light was about to strike, but at that moment, the upward-gathering mist suddenly formed a familiar figure at the tip.
Seeing this figure, Sage was stunned for a moment.
In a shirt with rolled-up sleeves, revealing a broad chest and a robust body, under the black hair was a bold smile with big teeth, and in front of the left eye, a scar.
"Garp!"
Sage's eyes widened, his mouth grinning as the black light gathered in his hands dispersed directly. His right fist turned into an afterimage, clearly accelerating, and struck toward the approaching Garp.
Bam!
The punch landed solidly on Garp's cheek, embedding the fist in and twisting Garp's face to one side.
But Garp, maintaining his forward lunge with his fist raised, slowly moved his face back, grinning at Sage...
The form was exactly the same, except for not being able to speak!
Bam!
Garp's iron fist struck Sage's head hard.
With this punch, Sage involuntarily flew downwards. At the same time, the mist, bound into lines, spread open like a giant mouth that swallowed him whole.
Within the mist, a large number of figures stirred up.
Also Navy and Pirates, but this time they seemed much more refined.
They had faces!
Some of them Sage had even met before.
"Red King? Why have you turned into a little kid?"
Under attack, Sage laughed heartily, twisting his body in the air, kicking first at Red King's jaw, devoid of any flesh, and with a Secret Hole Strike, kicked him into an explosion.
"Doberman, Flying Squirrel... They're much younger too, like they're boys!"
Sage twisted his body, his fists transformed into a strong wind, smashing two familiar guys with just two punches.
Afterwards, his whole body spun, lifting a foot to form a gust that shredded everyone lunging at him in midair.
"Hundred-Slit Heroic Spin!"
The gust broke through the mist, hitting the ground and disappearing instantly, revealing Sage's figure. He laughed wildly:
"Bring Garp out again, that punch just now had the feel of Garp. Can you summon him from his youth?"
The guy wasn't the white-haired Garp well-known today but Garp from his youth!
The force of that punch was real, even heavier than what Sage encountered with the elderly Garp!
Beneath the mist, those constantly regenerating figures vanished, and a strong body slowly emerged.
He raised his fist, grinning widely, filled with battle spirit in his eyes, and that undaunted boldness.
Young Garp!
No...
Even more exaggerated!
The imposing presence exuded by this guy felt real, not an illusion. Just standing there conveyed a sense of oppression.
Added to that were the well-known Red King, who he'd fought and defeated, and the younger Doberman and Flying Squirrel...
"Memory? You encountered Garp in your memory? What period was this?"
Sage slightly crouched, his arms undulating, "During the time of catching Roger? Or... even earlier!"
The young Garp let out a silent hearty laugh, leaping up fiercely, his fist smashing down, and that fist was even coated with Haki!
"Let me try it myself!"
Sage stepped forward, aimed upward, and swiftly punched out, clashing with Garp's fist.
Bang!!
The air wave exploded from both fists, and for just a moment of confrontation, Sage's sinister smile widened, his fist's Haki coiling like a thick sticky fire, pushing Garp's fist back.
Shh!
Garp's punching arm burst with a lot of blood, but his body did not retreat, continuing to clash with Sage, until the arm suddenly froze before Sage's punch slipped past it.
Bam!
Another punch landed on Garp's face, knocking him back onto the ground heavily, where he dispersed back into the mist.
"Great! Just great!"
Sage laughed, "Very much like Garp in his youth. His strength was heavier, your simulation is good, but the Haki is different, that must be your own Haki, too weak!"
Not just strength, but even personality, though he didn't speak, his refusal to withdraw even when injured, ultimately only freezing up when the Secret Hole was struck.
Even so, he wanted to counterattack after being hit.
But the Haki was inadequate.
This ability can simulate Garp from his memory, maintain an even stronger physique, and utilize that 'fist bone' power technique very familiar to Sage!
The only unfortunate aspect, the Haki strength was far lacking!
"This level of Garp is not enough to see, bring something more interesting!"
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, a storm rolled up within the mist, forming a massive figure in front of Sage.
Nearly forty meters tall, green all over, with skulls strung around its neck, sporting two horns and sharp fangs, resembling a demon.
Sage had seen this creature...
During the era of the Summit War, it was the ancient giant, Little Oz, taken down by Moriah with a single blow.
Seeing it, Sage smiled disdainfully, "Haki strength insufficient, trying to replicate the Giant Race, hoping to suppress me with physique? Let me tell you!"
He clenched his fist, Haki gathering on it, punching a strike through the air, hitting the attacking Little Oz.
Bang!
With just a punch, Little Oz exploded in blood all over, trembled violently, and then fell backward, blending into the mist.
"Haki, it surpasses everything!"
Sage said, "With Haki strength inadequate, how tough can a body be? No matter how massive the physique, under my attack, it's just like tofu!"
Giant?
By race, giants indeed are natural powerhouses, but it also depends on whom they compare to, right?
Large size, in his eyes, is no different from a live target, even he knows that increasing size makes the Haki covering his body thinner.
Moriah can pierce Little Oz with a converging shadow attack, and Sage can not only do it but do it even better.
One punch is enough.
The mist surged again, extending a hand first, posing in a back-hanging posture, while the surrounding mist peeled off, transforming into a tall figure.
His clothes draped like a cloak over his bare upper body, revealing a scar-covered torso in front.
Under the captain's hat, golden hair spilled out, and... the signature Whitebeard!
Buzz!
In his back-hanging fist, a faint white light started to condense.
Whitebeard!
Youth version!
Boom!!
The ultimate vibration radiated from the mist, shattering the surroundings into cracks, fissures tearing even the air, the severe tremble made Sage's body sway vigorously.
He was slightly surprised looking at the person in front, momentarily exclaiming, "You can even simulate abilities?"