Boom!
This sentence was like another meteor smashing into everyone's hearts!
Golden Lion Shiki suddenly raised his head, his cloudy eyes wide as copper bells!
The Tremor-Tremor Fruit... that man's ability!
So that was it!
He looked at Garp, a flame of ambition flashing in his eyes!
These Marine bastards truly hid things deeply!
Just how crazy had this era become?!
White Night's voice pulled their thoughts back to reality.
"Therefore, do not use the rules of your world to measure the instance."
White Night's gaze swept over everyone present, his tone becoming extremely serious.
"Remember, in the instance, nothing is impossible."
"The dead can be resurrected, and the weak can become gods."
"The layout of the sea, the order of the world—there, they are nothing more than scripts that can be changed at will."
"Even the future of your world!"
The entire reef fell into dead silence.
There was only the sound of the sea wind howling and the extremely heavy breathing of every person present.
The dead resurrected... the weak becoming gods... changing the future... every word was like a heavy hammer, fiercely striking their souls!
On Dragon's perpetually stoic face, intense emotion appeared for the first time. He clenched his fists, and a storm gathered in his deep eyes.
Kizaru adjusted his sunglasses, the look beneath the lenses obscure.
Golden Lion Shiki, meanwhile, looked as if all his strength had been drained away. His mouth slightly open, he mumbled to himself like a lunatic who had lost his mind.
"I believe Vice Admiral Garp can prove this to you." White Night tossed the topic out at the appropriate moment.
Instantly, three gazes—distinct yet equally filled with extreme shock—were locked onto Garp!
"Hahahahaha!"
Meeting the three men's gazes, Garp grinned widely, letting out his characteristic hearty laugh. His set of stark white teeth looked particularly striking in the sunlight.
He nodded, admitting without hesitation, "That's right! This old man did go to a very interesting place!"
"The world ten years in the future."
The world ten years in the future.
These five words crashed down like an invisible mountain, pressing heavily on everyone's hearts.
The future!
The most shocked was undoubtedly Dragon.
He gave a bitter smile.
"Ten years later..."
"What... did the world look like?"
This question carried the weight of his lifelong struggle, and the blood and sacrifice of countless Revolutionary comrades.
He wanted to know if the Revolutionary Army was still needed in the world ten years from now.
Had that rotten throne finally collapsed?
"Hahahahaha!"
Garp's booming laugh rang out again, breaking the heavy atmosphere. He scratched his head, looking completely carefree.
"That, this old man doesn't know."
"The place this old man went was only Marine Headquarters, Marineford. How would I know the situation outside?"
Dragon's eyes dimmed.
Only the Marine Headquarters... Although disappointed, this was enough. The movements of the Marine were sufficient to glimpse a corner of the world's structure.
However, Garp's next words instantly dropped the atmosphere to freezing point.
He turned his head, his gaze sweeping past the others and landing precisely on Kizaru. A highly oppressive smile spread across his wrinkled face.
"But..."
"This old man understands the Marine's structure very clearly."
"After all, in that instance, this old man had a friendly exchange with the three Marine Admirals."
A friendly exchange?
The corner of Kizaru's eye, hidden beneath his characteristic brown sunglasses, twitched violently, though barely noticeably.
He felt that every word Vice Admiral Garp spoke carried a chilling coldness that crawled up his spine.
In the instance, what exactly did this marine hero do to the "himself" of the other world!
"Borsalino... you bastard..."
Garp grinned, his stark white teeth gleaming in the sunlight. As he spoke, he muttered in a voice only he could hear.
"Just seeing that lazy face of yours, this old man can't help but get excited!"
Boom!
Before he finished speaking, an invisible, terrifying aura erupted from Garp!
Not good!
The laziness and shiftiness on Kizaru's face vanished in that instant!
His body reacted even faster than his brain!
Almost the moment Garp's words fell, Kizaru abruptly raised both hands above his head, leaning slightly back, striking an odd posture that looked like he was ready to transform into light and flee at light speed, or perhaps surrender.
"Wait, wait, wait! Mr. Garp!"
Kizaru's voice was distorted, carrying a tremor he hadn't even realized was there.
"Calm down! Just calm down!"
"That was all in the instance! It was another world! A parallel universe! It has nothing to do with me in this world!"
He rattled off a long sequence of words, his speed astonishing, terrified that if he slowed down even half a second, the old lunatic's fist would land on his face.
"We are colleagues! I am your adorable junior! We can't bring interdimensional personal grudges into reality; that's against the rules, and the Fleet Admiral will be angry!"
Fine cold sweat was already trickling from Kizaru's brow.
He was scared.
Truly scared.
The Tremor-Tremor Fruit combined with this old bastard Garp's iron fist.
Getting hit by one punch was unimaginable!
Disappointment visibly settled upon Garp's face.
So that's how it is. It's not the instance world. What a pity.
"So..."
White Night, hands in his pockets, leisurely walked out from behind Garp, his gaze calmly sweeping over everyone present.
From the still-shaken Kizaru, to the fervent-eyed Dragon, and finally to Golden Lion Shiki, who was breathing rapidly and filled with desire.
Finally, he parted his lips and asked the question that made the entire world tremble.
"Do you want to experience it too?"
Kizaru and the other two nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
What else was there to say?
They absolutely had to experience it.
"Very well!"
White Night snapped his fingers.
"However, since this is business, there must be rules."
Kizaru immediately nodded, "Naturally, nothing can be accomplished without rules. Mr. Bai Ye, you are absolutely right!"
Although Dragon and Golden Lion remained silent, their focused gazes already indicated their attitude.
On this man's territory, his words were the rule!
"First."
White Night extended a finger, pointing toward Foosha Village in the distance, and the entire island beneath their feet.
"Starting today, this island where Foosha Village is located is a total no-weapons zone."
"No matter who you are—Marine, pirate, or Revolutionary Army—as long as you step onto this island, you must put away your weapons and abilities."
His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.
"Anyone who dares to make a move here, their fate..."
Before he could finish, a mighty, earth-shattering laugh boomed out, directly interrupting him!
"White Night kid is right!"
"Starting today, anyone who dares to make a move in Foosha Village is going against this old man Garp!"
"Did you hear that, Shiki?"