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Chapter 69: Who Are You? I Am You
The entire world seemed to be muted.
The pure white shockwave swept the sky, washing Marineford clean, leaving it like a sapphire, without a single cloud.
But no one was admiring this strange beauty.
Everyone's necks were stiffly tilted back, mouths agape, eyes bloodshot, staring at the "emptied" sky.
What just happened?
Two Garps?
They both used an identical "Fist Bone Meteorite"?
And then... they collided?
Garp fighting... Garp?
What the f*ck kind of surreal plot was this?!
"Fuffuffu..."
"Fuffuffuffuffuffuffu!"
An extremely neurotic, sick laugh cut through the frozen air.
In the Shichibukai's lineup, Donquixote Doflamingo was bent over at a 90-degree angle, his hands covering his face. His shoulders were shaking violently. He was laughing so hard he was trembling, tears squeezing from his eyes.
"Interesting! Too interesting!!"
He snapped upright, throwing his arms wide. His pink feather coat danced wildly as his face twisted with an unprecedented, manic excitement!
"Marine Hero versus Marine Hero! Justice judging Justice! Fuffuffuffu! This... this is the greatest show on earth!"
"This is the new era! An era where there can even be two 'Garps'! An era of complete chaos!"
Beside him.
The world's greatest swordsman, "Hawk-Eye" Dracule Mihawk, his sharp, hawk-like eyes, for the first time, wavered.
His hand, resting on the hilt of the world's strongest black blade, "Yoru," his knuckles were white from his grip.
He could feel it.
Those two powers... had no tricks.
It was just pure, condensed, absolute "destruction"!
"Two of them... both are the real deal..." Hawk-Eye murmured, a shock in his voice that even he didn't notice.
"This world... what is happening?"
"I... I don't care about any of this!" The Empress, Boa Hancock, was pale, but her gaze quickly shot past the chaotic battlefield, locking onto the execution platform.
Luffy!
Luffy's grandfather!
One grandfather is helping him, and the other is stopping him?
What is going on!
"Aah! Luffy! You absolutely must be okay!"
...
On the other side, at the Admirals' seats.
The atmosphere was so thick it was dripping.
"Sakazuki... you..."
Kizaru Borsalino, for the first time, had dropped his obnoxious expression. He turned his head, looking at Akainu.
Akainu Sakazuki was a volcano on the verge of eruption.
His Justice coat stirred without a wind. Magma bubbled under his arms, the terrifying heat twisting the air.
He was grinding his teeth.
"Unforgivable..."
Akainu's voice... was as if it was squeezed from hell, filled with an extreme, cold, killing intent.
"It doesn't matter which Garp!"
"To betray Justice, to stand with pirates... is a disgrace to the Marines!"
"And to sit by and watch this disgrace... or even to interfere... is equally unforgivable!"
"They... have both... defiled the name of 'Justice'!"
"Ara ra..." Aokiji Kuzan put a hand to his forehead, letting out a long sigh. His lazy voice was filled with helplessness.
"I never thought... I'd one day be on the receiving end of Mr. Garp's famous move."
...
On the Moby Dick.
After a brief, dead silence.
"GURARARARARARARARA!"
The World's Strongest Man, Whitebeard (Edward Newgate), erupted in the wildest, most unrestrained laugh since his appearance!
The laugh became a physical shockwave, sending the pirates on deck stumbling. But every one of their faces was filled with fanatic worship!
"Did you see that, my sons!"
Whitebeard raised Murakumogiri high, the blade pointed at Marine Headquarters. His thunderous voice drowned out all other noise!
"That is Garp! That is the man who has fought me my entire life!"
"For his family... he will make an enemy of the world!"
"And we... are the same!"
He spun around, his hawk-like eyes sweeping over every one of his sons. His gaze burned with an unprecedented, blazing-hot approval!
"Even the Marine Hero... is on our side!"
"Even Justice itself... is clearing a path for us!"
"What reason do we have to lose?!"
"Tell me! Why... are we here!"
"OOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!!"
The blood of every Whitebeard pirate was set ablaze!
All confusion, all shock... was, at this moment, transformed into a sky-high fighting spirit!
"Save Commander Ace!!!"
"Crush the Marines!!!"
"CHAAAAARGE!!!"
...
In the sky, a perfect vacuum had been cleared.
Two identical, yet opposing, iron fists were still locked.
Furious power streamed from their point of contact, pouring into each other's bodies!
The air around them crackled. Sparks danced. Ripples of distorted space pulsed outward.
A stalemate!
An absolute stalemate!
Two Garps, two "Iron Fists," locked in the most primitive, pure contest of strength, ten thousand meters above Marineford!
...
On the execution platform.
Sengoku stared blankly at the sky. His brain, the center of strategy and wisdom, was now complete mush.
"Garp... fighting... Garp?"
"Can someone please tell me why there are two of them!"
He muttered to himself.
The "Marine Garp," who had launched from the platform, his face was ashen. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his arm trembled violently from the strain.
His eyes were filled with volcanic rage and disbelief!
"You bastard..."
He gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse with fury.
"Who... the hell... are you?!"
The answer he got... was that signature, wild laugh.
"BWAHAHAHAHA!"
The Garp from the Moby Dick, even while locked in a power struggle, still had the strength to laugh!
He looked... much younger... than the Marine GGarp!
And... much crazier!
"Who am I?"
He grinned, showing his white teeth. The amusement in his eyes made the Marine Garp's anger burn even hotter.
"I am you!"
"You!" Marine Garp roared, trying to push his fist forward another inch!
But his opponent's power was like an abyss, bottomless!
No matter how hard he pushed, the other Garp didn't budge. He even looked... relaxed!