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Chapter 94: Poor, Weak, and Helpless Golden Lion
The world, at this moment, felt as if it had been viciously squeezed by an invisible hand!
The pitch-black sphere, suspended high in the sky, instantly erupted with an endless, irresistible, terrifying gravity!
RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE——!!!
The sea was the first to lose control!
The calm surface instantly exploded. It wasn't just creating waves; the entire sea was being forcibly "yanked" up!
Billions of tons of seawater formed massive waterspouts that reached the heavens, defying the laws of physics, roaring as they were madly sucked toward the source of gravity in the sky!
Next, was the land!
The island where Foosha Village was located began to tremble violently!
Mountains cracked, the earth collapsed! Countless houses, trees, and rocks were ripped up from their roots, forming a chaotic torrent that rushed into the sky!
Even the reef beneath Blake's feet began to shatter, pulled upward by that gravity.
"Hey, hey... you've got to be kidding me!"
For the first time, a look of utter terror appeared on Kizaru's face.
His body turned to light, wanting to escape the area, but he found to his horror that even light was being captured and distorted by the terrifying gravity!
His prized speed had become a joke at this moment!
"Blake, you brat... are you trying to destroy the entire East Blue..."
Garp roared, the pure white halo of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit flashing wildly on his fists. He punched the surrounding space again and again, trying to use the power of vibration to counteract the omnipresent gravity, barely managing to keep his footing.
But every second he held his ground, the stamina and Haki he consumed was astronomical!
Dragon's face also became incredibly grim. He turned into a raging wind, only to find the wind was also being devoured by the black sphere. He could only continuously create new wind, fighting a futile battle against that gravity.
Seeing the miserable state of the three top-tier powerhouses, Blake scratched his head as if just realizing.
He turned to Garp, offering an apologetic smile.
"Sorry, sorry, it's my first time using this move, not quite used to it. I'll be more careful next time."
"You just hang in there for a bit, old man."
As his voice fell, Blake made a grasping motion at the black sphere in the sky.
Oom!
The terrifying gravity that had enveloped the entire Foosha Village island abruptly vanished.
As if it had never existed.
The trees and housing debris that had been sucked into the air fell, clattering to the ground.
Garp, Kizaru, and Dragon felt the weight lift from their bodies. They all landed back on the ground, panting heavily, looking at Blake as if he were a monster.
He only canceled the gravity for this area?
What did that mean?
It meant that Blake had absolutely precise control over this world-destroying move!
This was far more terrifying than indiscriminate destruction!
And what was Golden Lion Shiki, who was at the very epicenter of the gravity, enduring?
"Ahhhhhhh——!!!"
"Brat! Stop it!"
From high in the sky came Golden Lion Shiki's terrified and furious roar.
He was going insane.
He was really going insane!
His prized fleet of floating islands, the mobile fortress he had spent years building to overthrow the world, was disintegrating!
One island after another was torn apart by the black sphere's gravity, turning into massive chunks of rock, and being absorbed by it!
What made him despair even more...
His ability seemed to have failed in the face of this omnipresent gravity.
Mountain peaks, expanses of land, were forcibly torn apart, turning into countless massive boulders, all being sucked toward that black "sun"!
"Stop... it!!!"
Shiki's eyes were bloodshot, looking like a madman!
He pushed his Float-Float Fruit ability to its absolute limit, trying to stabilize himself and the collapsing island beneath his feet.
However, it was useless!
In the face of that absolute gravity, which seemed capable of crushing a planet, his Devil Fruit ability was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!
"Shishi Odoshi: Chijuan!"
He roared in defiance, manipulating the seawater being pulled into the sky, trying to form it into lions to counter-attack.
But the moment those sea lions formed, they were instantly ripped apart by the gravity and absorbed into the "torrent of matter" flying into the sky!
"Shishi: Senjindani!"
His legs became blades, and he unleashed two massive, sky-obscuring golden slashes!
However, the instant those island-splitting slashes got near the black sphere, they were distorted, crushed, and failed to even create a ripple!
Watching as he, along with the wreckage of his entire island, was about to be sucked into that black sphere and be completely reduced to cosmic dust...
Golden Lion Shiki's eyes, for the first time since he set out to sea, finally showed...
Fear and despair!
"No... NO!!!!!!"
He let out a final, unwilling roar.
But it was all in vain.
Before the numb, horrified gazes of Garp, Kizaru, and Dragon...
Before the terrified eyes of countless people in Foosha Village and even the Goa Kingdom...
High in the sky, a massive sphere, formed from seawater, rock, soil, island debris... and the legendary great pirate Golden Lion Shiki, was slowly taking shape.
It grew larger and larger, rounder and rounder.
Finally, a brand new "moon," over ten thousand meters in diameter, its surface pitted and covered in狰狞 cracks, hung high in the sky of the East Blue!
Dead silence.
The world once again fell into an absolute, dead silence.
The wind stopped, the tsunami was gone, and the trembling of the earth ceased.
Only that newly born "moon," emanating an ominous and oppressive aura, hung there quietly, casting a giant shadow, as if announcing the absolute authority of a certain existence to the world.
The three men, standing at the pinnacle of the world, capable of making any sea tremble, were now breathing cautiously, as if their throats were being strangled.
Kizaru's sunglasses had slipped down his nose, but he didn't even bother to push them up.
Looking at the sphere, ten times the size of the island beneath his feet, the cold sweat on his brow dripped down his cheek, landing on the rock below with a faint "pat."
"Hey, hey... this is really..."
His signature lazy drawl, for the first time, carried an unconcealable tremor.
Beside him, Dragon's perpetually frosty face finally cracked.
He stared fixedly at the massive sphere of rock and water in the sky, the depths of his pupils filled with an uncontrollable, stormy shock.
This is the power of a god!
If gods exist! Then what is the point of the revolution!
At this moment, Dragon fell into self-doubt!
Only Garp, after the initial shock, was the first to recover.
He had seen far too many over-the-top battles in the dungeons; his psychological resilience was far beyond that of ordinary people.
"Gulp."
Garp swallowed hard, turning to look at Blake, who seemed as if he had just casually swatted a fly.
"Uh... Blake, you brat."
Garp's voice was a bit dry. "That bastard Shiki... what happened to him? Don't tell me... you actually killed him?"
He was, after all, an old rival from the same era as Roger and Whitebeard. To be squeezed into a ball and hung in the sky like this... the scene was just too much.
Hearing this, Blake shrugged indifferently.
"Killed him? Of course not. He is, after all, a potential customer of mine."
He glanced at the "Chibaku Tensei" in the sky, a look of disdain on his face.
"I'm just letting him cool off in there."
"After all, these relics of the old era always think they're still the main character of the world, looking down on everyone."
Blake retracted his gaze, surveying the devastated island, and said slowly.
"If you don't beat them properly, they'll never learn what rules are."
As his voice fell...
Blake's gaze suddenly shifted to Kizaru and Dragon.
It was a plain, ordinary look, yet it made the two top-tier powerhouses instantly stiffen, the hair on their backs standing on end!
"Speaking of which..."
Blake's voice was still calm.
"You two... when I said stop just now, you seemed to... hesitate, didn't you?"
Boom!
It was as if an invisible thunderclap exploded in their ears!
Kizaru's and Dragon's hearts clenched violently!
"No! Absolutely not!"
Kizaru practically jumped up reflexively, waving his hands frantically, the expression on his face exaggerated to the extreme.
"How could I! Boss Blake! I have 100%, no, 200% respect for your orders!"
He spoke so fast he was practically tripping over his words, afraid he was half a second too slow.
"I was just... right, it was light's inertia! You know, the speed of light, it starts fast and it's hard to brake! I was trying my best to slow down! Really!"
As he spoke, this man, one of the Marines' top fighting forces, actually gave Blake an incredibly fawning, almost bootlicking, smile.
Nearby, Dragon wasn't as exaggerated as Kizaru, but his reaction was just as fast.
He immediately took a step forward, his expression serious, his tone solemn.
"Mr. Blake, you've misunderstood."
"I did not hesitate in the slightest. I was merely assessing how to stop my attack in a way that would minimize any secondary damage to the surroundings."
"My actions were based entirely on a deep understanding and thorough implementation of your will!"
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