One Piece : Kaido Brother

Standing six meters tall and wreathed in black flames, Katakuri resembled a demon god emerging from hell.

At his feet lay Admiral Kizaru, bloodied and sprawled across the mochi-covered ground.

As one of the Marine top combatants, Kizaru's strength was undeniable—an absolute top-tier fighter.

Possessing one of the best devil fruit, the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit had always granted him overwhelming victories in battle.

Perhaps due to the sheer dominance of his Devil Fruit, Kizaru had never devoted much effort to honing his Haki or physical combat skills.

His personality was inherently lazy, his daily routine consisting of slacking off and coasting through battles with his superior speed, effortlessly showing off.

But now, his lightning-fast reflexes were countered by Katakuri foresight.

His incredible speed was hindered by the sticky terrain and after enduring prolonged burns from the ghostly flames, Katakuri detonated them all at once, causing Kizaru to momentarily lose control.

A single misstep had led to total defeat.

"Katakuri! You... you actually defeated a Marine Admiral. Congratulations—you've become the fourth god-tier member of the Beast God Pirates."

Perospero expression was complex, a mix of astonishment, envy and above all, pride and joy as an older brother witnessing Katakuri growth.

Katakuri extinguished the black flames flickering around him, reverting to his usual stern and composed demeanor.

Aside from his towering height and the long horns on his head, his appearance hadn't changed much.

"Perospero, were you rescued by Father too? That's great! What about Oven? Was he saved as well?"

Katakuri held deep respect for his siblings, especially his eldest brother, Perospero.

Despite being the strongest in the Big Mom Pirates after Big Mom herself, he remained humble, deferring to Perospero in major decisions.

Perospero nodded. "Don't worry, Oven was found. He's fine—just swallowed some seawater and has a few injuries. He'll recover after some rest."

As they spoke, the rest of Big Mom's children soon gathered, offering their congratulations to Katakuri.

Charlotte Flampe, who had once despised Katakuri for losing his "perfect" image, now gazed at him with awe—especially at the twin horns on his head, which bore an uncanny resemblance to Caesar's.

She no longer dared to mock his unusual mouth as she once had.

With Kizaru defeat and Sengoku repeated setbacks, the battle was effectively over.

Kaido and Big Mom exchanged a glance, rising in unison as they moved to encircle Garp and Sengoku.

It was time to end this fight!

As Sengoku, battered and exhausted, dragged himself out of the shattered ice once more to face Caesar—

Garp, who had been sent flying to who-knows-where by Caesar, descended from the sky, driving Caesar back with a single punch and shielding his gravely injured old friend, Sengoku.

"Garp, there's no hope left. I know you still have one powerful move you haven't used, but I hope you won't use it here. Kizaru has been defeated—he's still young and shouldn't sacrifice himself here. Take him and leave. I'll hold them off."

Sengoku eyes were fixed on Caesar, but his voice was low as he spoke to Garp.

Garp immediately refused without even turning his head.

"Don't joke around, Sengoku. You want me to abandon my comrade and run away alone? i have never done anything so shameful in my life. Listen—I'll unleash my last strength and drag Caesar down with me. You take the chance to save Kizaru. You're a retired Fleet Admiral, while I'm just a Vice Admiral. Your life is far more precious than mine!"

"Garp!" Sengoku was both furious and deeply moved.

He and Garp had joined the Marine together in their youth, relying on each other through countless life-and-death situations.

Their bond, forged in mutual trust and sacrifice, had long surpassed any familial ties.

He wanted Garp to escape and Garp, in turn, wanted him to survive.

"Listen, Garp! You are the Marine's one and only hero. There can be another Fleet Admiral, but there will never be another hero like you. The new generation of Marines grew up hearing your stories—the Marine cannot lose you. We've already lost Zephyr, we've lost Aokiji... Today, we can afford to lose Sengoku, but you must live! Go! Take Kizaru with you—he's still young, his path is long! Treat Caesar as the most terrifying enemy the Marine will ever face. Tell Akainu... I agree with his Absolute Justice!"

Sengoku spoke as if he had already made up his mind, paying no heed to whether Garp was listening.

His body began to radiate light once more—but this time, it wasn't just golden.

Streaks of crimson intertwined with the brilliance, casting an eerie and resolute glow over his massive golden Buddha form.

"Sengoku!!"

Garp eyes reddened instantly, tears spilling uncontrollably and shattering against the ice below.

He knew—Sengoku was burning the last of his life force without hesitation.

After today, the world, the Marine, would lose another Man who upheld justice.

The Resourceful General, Buddha Sengoku!

With heavy steps, Sengoku advanced toward Caesar.

His towering figure stood as firm as an ancient pine, his back turned resolutely to Garp.

His final words echoed behind him.

"Garp... Having a comrade like you made my life worthwhile. Tell Tsuru... not to grieve. In life's journey, parting is inevitable. Farewell, my dearest friend!"

Sengoku broke into a run.

Wherever he stepped, the ice shattered.

Black-red and gold-crimson energy surged violently from his colossal Buddha form, dyeing the entire battlefield in a domain of deep red—a destructive force that reeked of withering life.

Caesar pupils constricted sharply.

"Retreat! Everyone, get out of this area now! Kaido! Linlin! You too!"

Kaido and Big Mom were puzzled.

They could tell something was off about Sengoku state, but they thought Caesar was overreacting.

What kind of storm could an old man on death's door possibly stir up?

Yet Caesar expression was graver than ever before.

Because he sensed an overwhelming aura of death emanating from Sengoku, as if the Grim Reaper from the depths of hell had slowly raised its scythe to harvest lives.

Sengoku ran faster and faster, his golden-red Buddha form beginning to crack on the surface, with terrifying blood-red light bursting from the fissures.

"This is the final... Buddha Impact!!!"

Sengoku roared hoarsely, unleashing an endless surge of golden-red radiance that drowned everything within a hundred-mile radius.

Just a few dozen meters away from Caesar, Sengoku golden Buddha form exploded with a deafening blast!

"AHHHH!!!"

Garp's eyes were tearing apart, crimson tears streaming down his face.

His entire aura erupted like a volcano as he stomped on the ice, shattering the frozen surface for hundreds of meters.

Like a meteor, Garp shot toward Katakuri and delivered a devastating punch to his unprepared chest, crushing his ribcage and sending him plummeting deep into the ocean depths.

Garp grabbed the unconscious Kizaru and took one last glance in Sengoku's direction.

With another stomp, his speed multiplied tenfold as he transformed into a black comet, streaking across the endless ice field and vanishing from sight in the blink of an eye.

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