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Chapter 91: Stirring Up Trouble! I Disagree!
Beneath the shadow of the floating island, a man with shoulder-length blond hair and a ship's helm embedded in his head, a cigar clamped in his mouth, looked down upon the small reef.
His gaze swept over Garp, over Kizaru, over Dragon, and finally, landed on Blake, who wore a calm expression.
"Garp! You damn old bastard, you're still alive!"
Golden Lion Shiki's voice rang out again, filled with the "cordial" greeting of old friends reuniting.
"And a Marine brat Admiral, the leader of the Revolutionary Army... Gyehahahaha! The East Blue, this weakest of seas, is really lively today!"
Garp's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He raised his head and roared at the Golden Lion in the sky.
"Shiki! You undying bastard! What are you doing in the East Blue!"
"What am I doing?" The Golden Lion laughed wildly, spreading his arms as if to embrace the world.
"Of course I'm here to take what rightfully belongs to me!"
His eyes burned, his voice filled with excitement.
"The power that can defeat a Marine Admiral, the most interesting toy of this era... I've taken a liking to it!"
Before his voice had even faded, he waved his hand violently!
Rumble——!
Above the sky, from the edge of that massive island, a mountain peak was unexpectedly torn away. It transformed into a sky-obscuring meteor, trailing a long tail of fire as it whistled down toward Foosha Village!
With this single strike, he intended to wipe the entire village, along with the people on the reef, completely off the map!
"Ooh... what an utterly unreasonable old-timer."
Kizaru pushed up his sunglasses, the lazy smile vanishing from his face for the first time, replaced by an extremely dangerous gravity.
He looked up at the falling mountain peak and scratched his head in annoyance.
"This is way more work than I signed up for."
He complained, but his body had already dissolved into countless particles of light.
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
A torrential rain of light shot upward, like a giant golden net, meeting the falling mountain!
On the other side, Dragon's expression had also turned icy.
He had come here seeking the power to overturn the world, not to watch his hometown be destroyed by a madman.
Whoosh——!
A violent wind suddenly gathered, and a colossal tornado shot up from the ground, churning the seawater and air, letting out a deafening roar as it charged into the sky!
"You bastard!"
Garp was even more furious. Seeing the mountain about to smash into Foosha Village, he stomped forward!
The reef instantly pulverized!
His entire body shot up like a cannonball. On his right fist, a pure white halo converged and compressed madly!
The power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, unleashed without reservation!
"Get... out of my way!!!"
He threw the punch!
Crack——!
The atmosphere shattered like a mirror!
The pure force of vibration transformed into an invisible shockwave, arriving first despite starting later, and slammed viciously into the falling mountain!
BOOM!!!!!!
The deafening explosion caused the entire surface of the East Blue to tremble!
The mountain peak, under the combined attack of three of the world's strongest, exploded violently in mid-air!
Countless fragments of rock, mixed with golden light bullets and raging winds, rained down in an apocalyptic storm!
Blake stood his ground, letting the fierce wind whip at his clothes. He raised a hand, and an invisible barrier blocked all the aftershocks.
He looked at the three figures in the sky, then at the wildly laughing Golden Lion high above, the smile on his face growing more playful.
"Well... it's getting more and more lively."
"Garp! Your power... What's going on?!"
High above, the Golden Lion's laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by an extreme shock and greed!
He stared fixedly at the pure white halo on Garp's fist.
"That's that old bastard Whitebeard's ability! Why is it on you?!"
"BWAHAHAHA!" Garp landed on the reef, letting out a wild laugh.
"My business is none of your damn business!"
"Interesting! So interesting!" Shiki wasn't angry; instead, he grew even more excited.
"The power to defeat a Marine Admiral, and Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit! Gyehahahaha! It seems even the heavens are on my side!"
"All of this... is mine!"
As his voice fell, the entire floating island began to tremble violently!
"Shishi Odoshi: Chijuan!"
Rumble!
The sea... boiled!
Under the terrifying control of the Golden Lion's fruit ability, the entire stretch of sea, as if grabbed by a giant, invisible hand, was lifted into colossal waves hundreds of meters high!
The giant waves transformed into ferocious golden lions, roaring as they closed in on the small reef from all directions, threatening to devour everything there!
"This is such a pain!"
Garp roared, the power of vibration gathering on his fists once more.
Kizaru's figure reappeared in mid-air, his hands crossed over his chest, glowing with brilliant golden light.
"Yasakani no Magatama!"
A storm gathered around Dragon, his eyes flickering with a dangerous light.
The three top-tier powerhouses prepared to strike again.
However, at that very moment...
Blake's voice, leisurely, rang out.
"I say..."
He looked up at the Golden Lion in the sky, the corners of his mouth tilting up slightly.
His voice wasn't loud, one might even call it light and airy, yet it was like an invisible sword that instantly pierced the roar of the waves, the howl of the wind, and the terrifying aura that seemed capable of toppling the world.
The entire world seemed to hit pause at that moment.
Garp, who was just about to gather his vibration power again to shatter the towering tsunami, froze.
Kizaru, whose fingertips had already gathered enough light to pierce the heavens, ready to unleash "Yasakani no Magatama," had his lazy expression frozen on his face.
Dragon, who was gathering a storm to counter the flood, felt his cold eyes narrow abruptly.
The three powerhouses, standing at the pinnacle of the world, simultaneously stopped all their actions, their gazes shifting in unison to Blake, who had been standing quietly all along.
Even Shiki, the Golden Lion, thousands of meters in the sky, who had been laughing wildly as he prepared to enjoy the sight of the world being crushed beneath his feet, froze.
He looked down, a trace of confusion appearing in his domineering and arrogant eyes for the first time.
What's going on?
Why did those three stop?
On the reef, Blake's lazy face flashed with a dangerous light.
He clearly wasn't releasing any aura, not even the slightest fluctuation of energy, yet everyone present felt a chill run down their spine, a tremor from the depths of their soul.
It was a feeling more terrifying than facing the Golden Lion's monstrous waves, more terrifying than the Marine Admiral's fatal light beams, even more terrifying than Garp's atmosphere-shattering iron fist... It was danger!
Blake slowly lifted his gaze, sweeping it over the sky, over the roaring sea-lions closing in from all sides.
He spoke with some annoyance, his voice still calm.
"Making trouble on my turf... aren't you all looking down on me a little too much?"
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