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Chapter 195 - CHAPTER 195:Dumbfounded Akainu, Kizaru, Aokiji

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"How... how is it possible?!"

"It's impossible—this guy actually injured two of the Five Elders in an instant?!"

"The purple thunderbolt he released... it's even more overwhelming than the Goro Goro no Mi, the Thunder Fruit! That's one of the most powerful Logia Devil Fruits!"

"How terrifying is this man?! Even when four Five Elders team up, they're no match for him at all!"

"I...I understand now... why he came here to Mariejois... He didn't come just to challenge them—he came to kill us all!"

"Shit
 Damn it! Are we supposed to run now?! If we stay, we'll be slaughtered like insects!"

The agents of CP0, normally composed and unflinching even in the face of Yonko, now trembled with primal fear as they beheld the battlefield before them.

To them, the Five Elders—keepers of both the Void Century's secrets and the world's balance—were deities incarnate. Men untouched by time or aging, wielders of Haki at its absolute peak, and in secret, users of mythical Zoan Devil Fruits tied to godly entities.

And yet


Ayr—wielder of the Ten Tails and bearer of the Rinnegan, drenched in the celestial might of the Sage of Six Paths—was overwhelming them without suffering a scratch!

In the minds of CP0, the destruction of Mariejois by even the combined force of all Yonko was impossible. Their faith had never wavered.

Until now.

Until Ayr arrived alone.

Now, the thought was planted in every heart: Ayr alone is capable of razing the entire Holy Land!

Not due to strategy.

Not due to allies.

But solely due to the overwhelming, suffocating terror of his strength.

"He... just glanced at them... and two of the Five Elders were sent flying
"

Zephyr's scalp tingled, and sweat poured from both his forehead and back. Though he had once fought Rocks D. Xebec and faced off against Rayleigh and Whitebeard, this felt different.

He knew Ayr had transformed—merged with the Ten Tails itself. But still, this was unfathomable.

"To destroy two of the Five Elders just like that
 Who would believe it?! Who could?!"

"Is... Ayr invincible now?" Sengoku whispered in disbelief, clutching his fists.

He had underestimated him—even after the Ten Tails transformation, even after Ayr awakened a perfect Susanoo bathed in Conqueror's Haki, even after fusing Fairy Eyes with the Rinnegan.

Yet even then, Sengoku believed the Five Elders could end this.

Now
 he wasn't sure of anything anymore.

Hovering in the air, a glowing aura of rippling purple chakra wrapped around Garp, Tsuru, and Sengoku—residue of the oppressive Rinnegan domain released by Ayr.

Even Garp, the Hero of the Marines, was stunned.

"No more," Garp muttered. "Sengoku, Zephyr, Tsuru—we can't just watch."

He unclipped his cloak of justice, flinging it aside.

From the very beginning, Garp had wanted to step in. Though he held no faith in the World Government, even he didn't want to see Mariejois fall to a single man.

But the Five Elders, prideful and omnipotent, refused support.

They believed no one else was needed.

And so Garp, Sengoku, Zephyr, and Tsuru were ordered to wait. Stand down.

Now?

Now they watched two of the five celestial tyrants fall.

"Even if it means defying orders
 even if it means death
 we join the battle!" Sengoku said grimly, his cloak following Garp's in the wind.

He and Garp weren't as arrogant as the Elders, but they were monsters in their own right. Trained in the Haki techniques that rivaled even Yonko, molded from battlefields during the God Valley incident, and refined through years of elite combat.

And now, with Zephyr and Tsuru, the Four Stars of the Marines stood ready to enter the storm.

"This monster cannot be allowed to leave Mariejois alive!" Zephyr declared, activating his Armament Haki to coat both fists—fists that once fought side-by-side with Roger and Whitebeard during the Buster Call era.

Zephyr had seen Rocks, had seen Roger, had even fought Whitebeard at his peak.

But this
 this was beyond all of them.

If Ayr survived today, if he walked out of this capital of the world unscathed, then tomorrow—this sea would belong to him.

Rocks D. Xebec failed to dominate the world...

But Ayr... Ayr might succeed.

"Let's go." Tsuru nodded calmly.

Despite being a tactician, despite her more reserved power compared to the other three, she'd grown alongside them—survived everything they had. The Four Stars of the Navy had shed blood in the same fields.

Her Haki wasn't inferior. Her wisdom was sharp. And her conviction matched theirs.

They glanced at each other—Garp, Sengoku, Zephyr, Tsuru.

And in that unspoken moment, they all accepted it.

They may fall today.

But if it meant ending Ayr, they'd die without regrets.

"Step. Step. Step."

Footsteps echoed behind them, accompanied by a sudden halt.

Garp and Sengoku turned, eyes narrowing.

Arriving from the smoldering wreckage was a group of four—Kong, Akainu, Aokiji, and Kizaru.

Even from a distance, the three younger Marines froze, slack-jawed, their eyes unable to fully process the devastation before them.

The Holy Land—once the seat of celestial power—was now a wasteland. Buildings had collapsed, the celestial dragon manors reduced to ash. The ornate palaces? Vaporized.

Crimson chakra and purple electricity danced across the ruins. Ayr floated at the center of the destruction, his eyes spinning with both Rinnegan rings and crystalline Fairy Sigils.

Kong stepped forward.

"We received the alert. Ayr and Whitebeard appeared in Mariejois. So I brought these three and came as fast as I could."

The former Fleet Admiral's voice was calm, but beneath it was disbelief.

Though the Red Line sat close to Marineford, the destruction they saw here... couldn't have been caused in mere minutes.

It was like a war between gods.

Sengoku turned to them, brows raised. "Sakazuki, Borsalino, Kuzan... Why are you even here?"

Kong's presence made sense. His power rivaled even Sengoku's, and his tactical mind made him an asset.

But the others


They were still Colonels.

Young. Inexperienced. Their Haki wasn't even matured yet.

They couldn't help here. They'd be incinerated before they got close to Ayr.

Kizaru rubbed his neck lazily. "It was boring back at Marineford, y'know. I heard the New World's strongest pirates were attacking Mariejois, so I figured... why not watch?"

Sengoku's jaw twitched.

He knew Borsalino wasn't joking.

The man really had come here to watch.

But this wasn't some pirate scuffle in the Grand Line. This was a cosmic battlefield—Ayr, the JinchĆ«riki of the Ten Tails, versus the Five Elders and the greatest of the Navy.

Kizaru's usual aloofness made Sengoku's blood boil.

Yet, he understood.

What they were witnessing was a once-in-a-century battle.

And from the looks of it
 it wasn't over yet.

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