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Chapter 92: Arrogant or Conceited
Cold sweat beaded on Garp's forehead.
He knew Blake's terror.
In the dungeon world, he had witnessed powers that defied common sense.
And Blake was the being who could control those powers.
Kizaru pushed up his sunglasses.
His intuition was screaming wildly.
It was the instinct of a strong fighter.
Telling him that if this fight continued, he would die.
Dragon's pupils constricted slightly.
He had come here seeking the power to overturn the world.
And now, he was seeing it.
The source of that power was standing right in front of him.
The two made eye contact.
They both saw the same meaning in each other's eyes.
Let Shiki test him.
This reckless fool was the perfect person to probe Blake's depths.
High in the sky.
Golden Lion Shiki's smile was frozen.
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?
His gaze swept over Garp, over Kizaru, over Dragon.
Then, it landed on the calm-faced Blake.
This brat?
The Golden Lion narrowed his eyes.
He sensed something was off.
But soon, this feeling was tossed to the back of his mind.
The supreme ship's helm was working, and his brilliant intellect had once again taken leave.
Gyehahahaha!
The wild laughter rang out again.
The Golden Lion spread his arms, cigar smoke drifting from his lips.
"What brat is this!"
"Your turf?"
His voice was filled with mockery and disdain.
"Do you know who I am? I am the Golden Lion!"
"This entire sea is my turf!"
Before his voice had faded...
He waved his hand violently!
Rumble——!
The sea surface exploded.
A thick pillar of water shot into the sky, and under the Golden Lion's control, it transformed into a ferocious lion, roaring as it lunged at Blake!
The water pillar was dozens of meters thick, carrying a terrifying impact force, as if it would grind everything to dust!
And Blake... simply stood there.
He glanced at the roaring pillar of water.
Then he sighed.
"Honestly."
"Do you know who I am?"
He raised a hand to his forehead.
"One after another... It seems it's time to set some rules. A god should have some dignity!"
His voice was calm.
So calm it was chilling.
"Otherwise, every stray cat and dog thinks they can bully me."
Blake just looked up, his calm gaze passing over the ferocious water lion and landing on the wildly laughing Golden Lion, ten thousand meters in the sky.
He smiled and said softly.
"Also."
"I hate it when people stand above my head."
Before his words had faded...
He slowly raised his right hand.
There was no world-shaking aura, no dazzling, brilliant light.
There was only pure, deep... darkness.
A pitch-black vortex quietly emerged in his palm, spinning.
As light touched the edge of that darkness, it was warped, devoured, and vanished without a trace.
The surrounding air itself seemed to be collapsing toward that small vortex.
The roaring sea-lion plunged headfirst into that darkness.
No explosion.
No boom.
Not even the slightest splash of water.
The behemoth, capable of destroying everything, vanished the instant it touched the darkness in Blake's palm, as if it had never existed.
High above, Golden Lion Shiki's wild laughter finally stopped.
He stared fixedly at the light-distorting darkness in Blake's palm. First, there was extreme shock, and then, that shock transformed into an even more pathological greed and fanaticism!
"The Dark-Dark Fruit!"
"Brat, do you think you're invincible just because you got a powerful Logia fruit?"
"Too naive! In this New World, ability users are a dime a dozen. Only Haki is the power that reigns supreme over all!"
"Let me show you what a true sovereign's disposition is!"
The moment his voice fell!
Boom——!
An invisible will, like the sky itself collapsing, pressed down!
The air wailed, the sea trembled!
With the Golden Lion at the center, visible black lightning spread out madly in all directions. It wasn't real lightning, but the manifestation of Conqueror's Haki pushed to its extreme, interfering with reality!
Any weakling in this sea area would be scared to death, foaming at the mouth and fainting instantly.
This was the pressure of a legendary great pirate! The spirit of a king who had once contended with Roger and Whitebeard!
Garp, Kizaru, and Dragon all grunted simultaneously, releasing their own Haki to resist and steady themselves.
However, Blake, who was at the center of the storm, didn't even have the corner of his clothes move.
He didn't even look at the Conqueror's Haki washing over him like a tsunami. He just looked up at the Golden Lion in the sky with great interest.
He smiled.
"Haki?"
Blake spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears.
"Are you talking about... this?"
In the next instant.
The world... lost its sound.
No warning, no process.
A will that could not be described with words erupted from Blake's body, soaring into the sky!
If the Golden Lion's Conqueror's was a black storm sweeping over everything, then Blake's will was the eternal, silent, deep space that encompassed the entire universe!
What kind of sight was that?
Sound vanished.
The howl of the wind, the roar of the waves, the Golden Lion's arrogant laughter—everything, at the instant Blake's will ascended, was completely erased.
The entire world seemed to be dragged into an absolutely silent, deep space.
Garp, Kizaru, and Dragon, three powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of the world, all stiffened.
This is Conqueror's Haki!!!
How is this possible!
Even they felt an oppressive feeling, as if they had fallen into the deep sea, just by being near it.
This power had already surpassed the scope of Haki; it was more like a force of rules.
This was the pressure brought by the fusion of all the powers within Blake.
Just as darkness must recede when the sun rises.
Just as all things must fall because gravity exists.
The veins on Garp's temples bulged one by one. His iron fists, which he took so much pride in, trembled uncontrollably for the first time.
He felt as if he wasn't standing on a reef, but carrying the entire starry sky on his back!
That power... it wasn't aimed at him. Its mere existence made him, the Marine Hero who had dominated the seas for decades, feel... an illusion of insignificance!
This feeling...
He remembered that casual glance in the dungeon.
No!
The gaze in the dungeon was nowhere near this strong.
The pressure before him was purer, more... unreasonable!
"How scary"
For the first time, Kizaru's sunglasses couldn't hide the violent contraction of his pupils.
He felt his body could no longer properly turn into light. It had been a long time since he ate the Glint-Glint Fruit that he felt his body was this heavy.
He could feel it...
The light was being devoured and distorted by that deep will!
He even had the absurd feeling that with just a single thought from Blake, his little spark would be completely extinguished!
"This... is..."
Dragon's throat bobbed with a difficult swallow. The raging wind gathered around him was now as meek as a housecat, without a trace of its former violence.
This was not a power that humans could possess!
If Conqueror's Haki represented the disposition to become a king, then Blake's will was the will of a god.
They were mere spectators, and it was already like this.
What, then, was Golden Lion Shiki, who was at the very center of that storm of will, enduring?
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