The Great Voyage Begins with the Celestial Dragons

"Cough cough!"

Luther was hit again and coughed violently twice.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he threw a punch at Garp's face.

Garp didn't even try to stop him from attacking, letting him hit his face.

boom!

Karp's face was a little red and swollen, but he ignored it and punched Luther again in the body and face.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of fists pounding echoed continuously.

The two almost abandoned defense, simply throwing punches at each other's bodies.

Not far from the two, Sengoku and Zephyr watched the battle intently.

Sengoku and Zefu's expressions grew increasingly serious, as if they were ready to rescue the person at any moment.

Gion, who was lying slumped to the side, gripped Kinpira tightly with her right hand, her eyes filled with resentment.

Just one punch, and now she can barely get up.

This wasn't even Garp's full-force attack; it was only imbued with Armament Haki, yet she was rendered unable to get up.

Too weak...

With a personality like that, she couldn't even protect herself, let alone stand by Luther's side.

"Wow!"

Luther coughed up another mouthful of blood, but his face instead showed a sickly excitement.

This kind of direct, physical confrontation was something he had never dared to imagine before.

After becoming a Celestial Dragon, he cherished his body even more and tried his best to avoid dangerous situations.

The advantage of this is that he always feels safe, but he also lacks the opportunity to experience combat.

"The power is still too weak..."

Luther uttered words of regret, but on the surface he laughed loudly and punched Garp in the eye again.

Even though his strength wasn't quite enough, with Garp not defending, the combined force of countless punches still swelled up Garp's old face.

"Humph!"

Garp continued to use Luther as a punching bag, unleashing a barrage of blows that caused Luther to cough up blood repeatedly.

Under the relentless blows, Luther was somewhat disoriented and was acting almost instinctively.

Seeing this, Sengoku frowned slightly and was about to take action to stop it.

But Zephyr stopped him, his gaze fixed intently on Luther's eyes:

"Wait a little longer!"

Sengoku was slightly surprised to hear Zefa say that.

But when he saw Luther's eyes growing brighter and brighter, he suddenly had a vague feeling...

"No way..."

Thinking of a certain possibility, Sengoku raised his eyebrows slightly, and a hint of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

Inside the arena, sensing that his body was about to give out, Luther actually smiled.

It's not because he can find liberation, but...

"It's time..."

Luther's eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and a domineering aura rose from his body as he unleashed all his Conqueror's Haki towards Garp.

After Luther first used Conqueror's Haki once, he never used it again.

Even Garp became somewhat complacent because Luther had stopped releasing his power.

Caught off guard, Garp was momentarily stunned.

The strength of Conqueror's Haki does not depend on physical power, but on the charisma of its possessor.

In terms of ambition, Luther, who wanted to use the world as a chessboard, always excelled.

Given Garp's strength, being caught off guard by Luther's full Conqueror's Haki at such close range would be enough to make him lose his composure for a second.

Taking advantage of this one and only opportunity, Luther drew Ace from his waist for the first time and stabbed at Garp.

laugh!

In the blink of an eye, a bright red flash appeared.

At the critical moment, Garp only instinctively dodged the fatal blow, but still felt a sharp pain in his waist.

Ace pierced his body, leaving two bloody holes in his waist, one in front and one in back, from which blood gushed out.

"Haha, this sword strike is for Gion!!!"

Luther let out a mocking laugh, but his body could no longer support him, and he collapsed to the ground, still holding Ace.

He never thought he could actually beat Garp; making Garp bleed was already a victory for him.

"Your Highness Luther...you make me feel truly ashamed..."

Gion's face showed a self-deprecating bitterness, but her eyes held a fluttering emotion.

To be able to serve such a lord, to follow him forever, would surely be the greatest honor of her life...

"What a despicable guy."

Garp spat and touched the wound on his waist with slight displeasure, feeling a slight pain.

Given his physical condition, he should recover naturally in a few days at most.

But being hurt is being hurt; he had indeed been tricked by Luther.

Given the sharpness of Ace's Supreme Grade Sword, it did indeed wound him when he was caught off guard.

Luther's previous attacks against him seemed to have gone mad, but it was all just for the sake of making that final strike.

In the end, he neither subdued the guy in front of him nor made him feel the slightest bit of guilt.

He lost this round...

Ugh, I still feel unsatisfied...

"That's enough, Garp."

Sengoku walked over and gestured for Garp to stop.

"I will not attack a fallen opponent, Sengoku."

Garp took a deep breath, raised his head, and gazed wistfully at the sky, lost in thought.

Standing beside him, Sengoku understood his old friend's feelings perfectly.

The reason Garp caused this scene was not only to vent his frustrations, but also because of his inner confusion.

The Warring States period knew...

This time, when Garp approached Luther, he would rather see Luther kneel down and beg for mercy than see Luther stubbornly resist to the end and refuse to admit that he was wrong.

Ultimately, Saul betrayed the Navy first...

Chapter 27 Goodbye Zephyr

When Luther awoke again, it was three days later.

When he was attacked, a user of a healing fruit was already on standby.

After the battle ended, they rushed over and treated him immediately.

His external injuries had actually healed long ago; the reason he was unconscious for so long was mainly because he deliberately released Conqueror's Haki at the last moment.

"Your Highness, you're awake."

Gion, who had been sitting by Luther's bedside, was the first to notice his condition.

Luther shook his dizzy head from the bed and managed a weak smile:

"I am fine."

"How could I be alright? I'm just too weak..."

Gion lowered her head, her face filled with remorse.

"This isn't like you at all. The way you took that punch for me that day was truly beautiful!"

Luther stroked Gion's head, his voice carrying a special tenderness.

From the moment Gion was willing to shield him from Garp, it meant that the other party had completely accepted him.

Having gained Gion's complete approval, what more could he possibly want?

Seeing that Gion's mood was still somewhat downcast, Luther smiled and said:

"We lost this time, but we'll win together next time. Next time, we'll beat that old guy up together!"

Luther clenched his fists slightly; his body was still weak, but he felt a sense of exhilaration.

He also has to thank that old guy Garp for letting him experience the joy of battle.

To show his gratitude, he'll be even more ruthless when he grows up.

"Your Highness, I will!"

Gion's emotions were gradually stirred up by Luther, and she waved her pink fist with a determined look on her face.

This was the first time she had such an urgent desire to improve her abilities.

After hesitating for a moment, she told her what she had been thinking about these past few days:

"Your Highness, I have a request!"

"Speak up, there's nothing to hesitate about between us."