One Piece: Dungeon Shop. Scamming Garp, Reward: Eight-Tails Jinchuriki

Chapter 487 487: Shattering Divine Authority, Obliterating Imu

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Garp's fist connected solidly with Saturn's face, but the expected sight of flesh and blood flying did not occur.

A bizarre, black magical array flared to life across Saturn's face. The crimson energy formed a physical shield, forcibly blocking Garp's Thunderous Great Atmospheric Quake. The two immense powers crushed wildly against each other in midair, causing the already fragmented crust of God Valley to issue a wail of despair.

Centered around the two, square kilometers of land plunged directly into the ocean. Seawater rushed in, only to be instantly vaporized into a dense white fog by the terrifying heat radiating from their clash.

Through Saturn's mouth, Imu let out a low, angry hum. "Foolish clan of D. You don't even understand what kind of existence you are facing."

Saturn struck his cane heavily against the ground. The dark red clouds in the sky tore open, and several thick, destructive crimson lightning bolts struck straight down toward the crown of Garp's head.

Garp didn't even try to dodge. He grinned, exposing his stark white teeth. "I don't care what you are! All I know is that you're in my way!"

The green Sage Art Chakra flared even higher. Raising his left hand, Garp took the crimson lightning bolts head-on. The Lightning Chakra Mode assimilated and devoured the red lightning instantly. He charged power into his right fist once more, the white tremor halo burning brighter than before.

"Shatter for me!" Garp unleashed a berserk roar. The power behind his fist multiplied exponentially.

Crack.

A hairline fracture appeared on the black magic array shield. Imu's hollow, concentric eyes finally flashed with a hint of bewilderment. He couldn't comprehend how pure physical destruction could shatter a defense built on rules.

Before Imu could react, the crack expanded rapidly, webbing across the entire shield.

With a thunderous Bang!, the shield exploded completely.

Garp's fist, the size of a clay pot, slammed into the bridge of Saturn's nose without obstruction. The face of the normally high-and-mighty Five Elder caved in instantly. His body was sent flying backward like a baseball, skipping across the ocean's surface and kicking up massive, hundred-meter tsunamis in his wake.

Kicking off with Moonwalk, Garp charged after him like a maddened wild boar. Today, in this dungeon, he was going to thoroughly tear the faces off the Celestial Dragons.

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Atop the ruins in the distance, Sengoku sat cross-legged on the wooden giant's head, his face as black as a cast-iron pot. He watched Garp pummeling Saturn across the ocean, listening to that obnoxiously arrogant laughter.

Sengoku felt his heart bleed. One hundred million Beri! To scrape together that sum, he had even embezzled the special operational funds allocated to him by Marine Headquarters. He had expected to let loose and shine in God Valley.

And the result? Xebec got hammered by Garp. Roger got hammered by Garp. Whitebeard got hammered by Garp. Now, even the suddenly appearing hidden boss, Imu, was being monopolized by Garp.

He had only fought Kaido and Big Mom. What was this? Did he pay one hundred million Beri to clean up the fodder in God Valley?

The more Sengoku thought about it, the angrier he got. He rubbed his smooth chin and stood up abruptly. To hell with the demeanor of the Resourceful General. To hell with Marine regulations. This was a dungeon. Whoever paid the money was the boss!

"Garp, you old bastard!" Sengoku let out a roar that shook the heavens. "Aren't you afraid of choking, hogging everything for yourself?!"

The golden Buddha light erupted from his body once more, far more dazzling and violent than before. Sage Art: Wood Release Chakra poured out without reservation. The massive wooden giant beneath his feet surged with renewed vitality. The thousands of dark-golden wooden arms on its back sprouted madly.

Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands: Buddha Summit Enlightenment!

Controlling the sky-obscuring, thousand-armed Buddha, Sengoku strode directly toward the ocean. With every step, the remnants of God Valley trembled.

Out on the sea, Garp was straddling Saturn. His left hand gripped Saturn's collar in a death grip, while his right fist, coated in Armament Haki and the white tremor light, rained blow after blow onto that old face.

The Imu-possessed Saturn had absolutely no room to fight back. He tried to suppress Garp with mental power, only to find Garp's willpower harder than Seastone. He tried to counterattack with Devil Fruit abilities, only for Garp's tremor power to shatter them instantly. The King of the World, who had lived for eight hundred years, experienced the crushing weight of pure, unadulterated violence for the very first time.

"Damn monkey!" Imu roared furiously.

Saturn's body began to undergo a grotesque mutation. Massive bull horns grew from his forehead, and his lower half transformed into a terrifying spider form. The Ushi-Oni form was fully unleashed. Venomous spider legs stabbed toward Garp's back like spears.

Garp didn't even turn his head. The green flames of the Eight Inner Gates instantly vaporized the venom. Reaching back, he grabbed the incoming spider leg and yanked hard. With a sickening tearing sound, the massive spider leg was ripped off entirely, spraying green blood everywhere.

Just as Garp raised the severed leg, preparing to smash it down like a club, the sky above darkened. A violent hurricane mixed with golden light descended from the heavens.

Garp looked up. Hundreds of massive, dark-golden wooden fists were crashing down like a meteor shower. The target wasn't just Saturn—Garp himself was squarely within the blast radius.

"Are you crazy, Sengoku, you old coot?!" Garp cursed out loud. Forced to abandon his beatdown on Saturn, he retreated rapidly using Moonwalk.

Rumble!

Hundreds of wooden fists pounded heavily onto Saturn. The ocean's surface was instantly smashed into a massive crater hundreds of meters deep. The displaced seawater formed a towering wall of water a thousand meters high. Saturn's newly mutated Ushi-Oni form was directly pulverized into a bloody paste under the relentless bombardment of the True Several Thousand Hands.

Standing atop the Buddha's head, Sengoku crossed his arms, his golden spectacles glinting with the thrill of revenge. "Garp! My one hundred million Beri wasn't thrown away for nothing! This monster is mine!"

Hovering in midair, Garp glared, so angry his mustache bristled. "Bullshit! I clearly claimed this old monster first! You bespectacled brute, how dare you steal my prey!"

Sengoku sneered coldly. The wooden hands on the Buddha's back raised once more. "In a dungeon, it's every man for himself! Whoever grabs it, keeps it!"

At the bottom of the crater, Saturn let out an agonizing hiss. Imu's will was furious. He, the dignified King of the World, had been reduced to prey fought over by two Marines. What an absolute humiliation!

Saturn's mangled body began to emit an extremely dangerous red glow. Imu was preparing to overdraw all the lifeforce in this vessel to unleash a forbidden, mutually assured destruction technique.

But in the instant before the red light erupted, Garp and Sengoku moved simultaneously. Though they cursed each other, decades of camaraderie on the battlefield were carved into their very bones.

Garp opened the Seventh Gate, the Gate of Wonder. Sage Art Chakra and the Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power merged flawlessly. "Fist Bone: Sage Art: Daytime Tiger Great Atmospheric Quake!"

A massive blue tiger roared forward, its claws wrapped in the space-tearing white halos of tremor energy.

Sengoku focused all his Buddha light into the hundreds of right fists of the True Several Thousand Hands. Armament Haki dyed the wooden fists pitch black. "Sage Art: Wood Release: Thousand-Armed Buddha Murder!"

Over a hundred dark-gold, massive fists merged into a single Hand of God capable of blotting out the sky.

Two forces that surpassed the cognitive limits of the pirate world slammed into Saturn from the left and right simultaneously.

There was no sound. The very medium for sound transmission in the center of the explosion had been completely annihilated. A blinding white light swallowed all of God Valley. Roger, Rayleigh, Kong, Garling... every surviving creature on the battlefield was forced to shut their eyes against the glare.

It took a full half-minute for the light to slowly dissipate.

The area where God Valley once stood had been transformed into a vast, empty ocean. Not even a single reef protruded from the water. This island, which had left such a profound mark on history, was thoroughly wiped off the map by the combined efforts of Garp and Sengoku.

Two silhouettes floated above the sea. The green flames on Garp's body had died down. He gasped for air, his muscles trembling slightly. The side effects of the Eight Inner Gates were beginning to show, but his Sage Body's regenerative powers were rapidly repairing the damaged cells.

Sengoku had also deactivated his Buddha form. Shirtless and with his shorts soaked in seawater, he looked quite worse for wear.

The two locked eyes. Neither spoke.

Suddenly, Garp stretched out his large mouth and let out an earth-shattering roar of laughter. "Hahahahaha! Invigorating! That was so damn invigorating!"

Sengoku joined in the laughter. Rubbing his smooth chin, he felt that his one hundred million Beri had provided phenomenal value. Wiping out the Rocks Pirates, beating down the future Pirate King, and finally smashing the Five Elder possessed by Imu to dust. If he took this battle record back to Marine Headquarters, he could brag about it for a lifetime. Even if it was just a dungeon, the thrill of those flesh-and-blood impacts was incredibly real.

As they laughed, the system notification chimed simultaneously in their minds.

[Ding! Detected that the Main Quest Objective, Rocks D. Xebec, has lost combat capability.]

[Detected that the Hidden Boss, Imu (Projection), has been slain.]

[Dungeon 'Battle of God Valley' cleared.]

[Calculating results...]

Garp and Sengoku's bodies began dissolving into specks of light. They knew they were returning to the real world.

Garp waved at Roger, who was still floundering in the sea below. "Roger! I'm heading off first! I'll come beat you up next time I get the chance!"

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