At that moment, Yemu and Sengoku became the true center of the war.
No one else could take part in their battle.
Across the entire battlefield, with the two of them at the center, pitch-black lightning flashed around their bodies as if piercing heaven and earth, while Conqueror's Haki coiled around them.
At that moment, even heaven and earth were affected by their wills.
Everything in the world seemed to have been split in two.
The sky, the land, the ocean.
One half belonged to Yemu, and the other half belonged to Sengoku.
Neither of them had moved, yet everyone on the battlefield could feel the ground trembling beneath their feet, as if the earth itself were shaking under their immense power. In the air, it felt as though something invisible was pressing down on their bodies, making it hard to breathe.
The dark clouds in the sky were split apart. The surrounding sea began to churn, raising huge waves and tsunamis. Storms swept across the entire battlefield, and the fish in the sea fled into the distance in panic.
Everyone on the battlefield was terrified. Even the Awakened Ones, who had lost their reason, began trembling in fear.
"What... what kind of power is this...?"
"So... so terrifying..."
"It's like heaven and earth have been split apart..."
In one corner of the battlefield, Garp stared at the scene in disbelief.
"That kid actually stepped into this realm too? Unbelievable..."
Hearing his old man's words, Dragon asked curiously, "Old man, what did you mean just now? Isn't this Conqueror's Haki coating?"
Garp froze for a moment after hearing his son's question. Then, in a tone more earnest and solemn than Dragon had ever heard from him before, he said, "Dragon, you're not a child anymore. So no matter what you choose to do in the future, I have no reason, as your father, to stand here and lecture you. But there is one thing you must remember. Until you reach this kid's level, never stand out as the first target."
Dragon had not expected his old man to say something like that to him. He froze for a moment, then pressed, "What do you mean? Why?"
Garp did not answer directly. Instead, he asked a question in return.
"Do you know why the D Clan is called the natural enemy of the gods?"
"Why?"
Dragon naturally did not know the answer.
Then Garp turned back and looked at him with extreme seriousness, speaking each word clearly.
"Dragon, remember every word I'm about to say."
Dragon had never seen his old man this serious before.
"In this world, the only ones who can oppose gods are gods."
Dragon froze, then seemed to understand the meaning behind Garp's words. His face filled with shock.
"Hey, old man, you're joking, right? The God Clan and the D Clan..."
Garp rolled his eyes at his son, then explained with a serious expression.
"You only need to remember one thing. At the very beginning of this world, the so-called gods and the D were never separate. They shared one name: GOD D!"
"GOD D!"
The strange title left Dragon stunned.
"So only when you possess the same power do you have the strength to resist all of this. Otherwise, everything you do is just wasted effort. That is also why the World Government has been able to rule this world for 800 years."
"This..."
There was no denying that Garp's words had shaken Dragon deeply.
But then, as if realizing something, Dragon came back to himself and looked toward Yemu and Sengoku.
"So Captain Yemu and Fleet Admiral Garp are both D... No, members of GOD D?"
"You didn't understand a word I said!"
Garp looked at his son in exasperation and snapped, "Remember this. What matters has never been a name, nor some so-called D. Don't start thinking you're special just because there's a D in your name. Don't start treating yourself like the savior of the world. If someone wants to add a D to their name, they can do it whenever they want. The Celestial Dragons call themselves descendants of gods, and look at them now. They're no better than trash. If you think that way, then even if you change this world, all you'll do is create another group of trash like the Celestial Dragons. It's true that many great figures in this world have D in their names, like Rocks and Roger. But there are also those without it, like Whitebeard, Golden Lion, and Garp. Are you going to deny them just because their names don't have this so-called D?"
Garp's rebuke left Dragon at a loss for a moment. But then, understanding his old man's painstaking intent, he nodded heavily.
"I understand, old man!"
Only then did Garp nod and continue.
"From the earliest ancient era to the 800 years of World Government rule, across that vast span of time, the so-called power of GOD D has already seeped deep into the bodies of every living being in this world. It is a power that can surpass the physical body, and its concrete form is Haki. A power that allows people to break free from the limits of the flesh."
"And among the three types of Haki, Conqueror's Haki is the most special. Those who possess it are born to break through restraints, and they often display astonishing traits. But it isn't something only those with D in their names or descendants of gods are qualified to have. Anyone in this world has a chance of awakening it. It's just that those of D and descendants of gods have a slightly higher chance. Only people like that have the qualification, like returning to their ancestral origin, to completely break free of their restraints and let their will and body step into the realm of gods... just like Sengoku and that kid right now... possessing the power to affect this world..."
"The power to affect this world..."
Dragon looked into the distance, at the scene where heaven and earth seemed to be affected by the wills of those two, and seemed to understand something. Then he asked, "Old man, is that easy?"
Garp understood what his son meant and rolled his eyes.
"Do you think it's easy? Your old man only stepped into that realm by chance after reaching this age and going through countless battles. As for you, you're still far from it..."
"Then Captain Yemu..."
Garp understood what his son meant.
His expression turned serious.
"There's something strange about that kid's body. Between father and son, because of blood inheritance, it's normal for Conqueror's Haki to be similar to some extent. But that kid's Haki is far too similar to Rocks'. No, it's practically identical... Back in Loguetown, I didn't notice it. But now, I can feel it. This is Rocks' Haki. That feeling makes it seem like I'm facing Rocks himself... What the hell is going on?"
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