A cook, vice-captain of the Rocks Pirates?

"Your marksmanship is excellent, but unfortunately, it lacks a bit of domineering presence."

Rayleigh stood with his sword in hand, his breathing somewhat disordered; this duel had taken a heavy toll on him as well.

At the climax of the battle, Rocks' fight with Roger and Garp was also nearing its end.

Lox was covered in blood, his once arrogant black robe was now tattered and torn, and his body was covered with fist marks and sword wounds.

But the madness and fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all; on the contrary, they burned to the extreme.

"Hahaha! Roger! Garp! You guys are great! Excellent!"

Lox burst into wild laughter, his laughter filled with resentment and a desire for destruction.

"You should be proud of yourself for pushing me to this point!"

He knew that the coronation ceremony he had prepared for himself had completely devolved into an uncontrollable farce.

Conventional combat methods are no longer enough for him to achieve victory.

Since that's the case, then let's bury everything, including this island and this era!

Lox opened his arms, and an unprecedented dark gravitational force, powerful enough to devour everything, erupted from his body!

The light in the sky seemed to be swallowed up by that power, and the entire Valley of the Gods was instantly plunged into pitch-black darkness.

"Black Emperor - Dark Star Returns to Ruins!"

A highly compressed black energy sphere, radiating an aura of destruction, rapidly formed above his head and continued to expand.

That was not just gravity, but the final attack that combined his lifelong domineering spirit, ambition and destructive will!

He wants to drag the entire Valley of God, along with everyone on it, whether enemies or allies, into the abyss of destruction!

"madman!"

Garp stared at the ominous black sphere, his expression turning extremely grave.

He could sense that once that thing fell, there would be no living creature within a hundred miles!

"Hahaha! That's more like it!"

Roger showed no fear; instead, he burst into laughter, holding his sword Ace across his chest, his eyes burning with an unprecedented light.

"Come on, Rocks! Let's use this final blow to put an end to our feud!"

His Conqueror's Haki erupted without reservation, intertwining with Garp's Armament Haki, which was as thick as a mountain.

"Garp! I'll borrow your fist!"

"Hmph! Enough with the nonsense!"

At this most critical moment, the two heirs of the D clan unexpectedly chose to join forces.

Roger poured all his Haki into the blade, while Garp concentrated all his life's power into his right fist.

"God avoids!"

"Iron Fist - Meteor Impact!"

A massive golden slash and a gigantic fist shadow wreathed in black and red lightning merged perfectly into one, transforming into a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, heading towards that dark star capable of destroying the world!

On the Azure Dragon, Raine looked calmly at the apocalyptic scene that would make even the gods tremble.

He knew that this was the end of an era and the beginning of a new one.

He did not try to stop it, nor could he stop it.

He simply turned around and took out a huge insulated box made of sea stone from the kitchen.

Inside the box was a thick soup he had made with the last of his ingredients, a soup imbued with the spirit of protection and immense life energy.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

Rein's voice rang in the ears of all the Rocks Pirates members for the last time.

"Come back for dinner when you're tired of playing."

Chapter 94 The End

Boom, boom, boom!

The ultimate collision of light and darkness has a power that transcends the realm of words.

The dark star, formed from Rocks' lifelong ambition and destructive will, and the brilliant pillar of light, embodying the beliefs of the Pirate King and the Navy Heroes, were annihilated in the sky above God Valley.

There was no earth-shattering explosion; for a moment, the whole world seemed to have been muted.

What followed was a silent, pure annihilation of energy.

Space is like a lake surface tossed with pebbles, violently distorted and collapsed, and then expanded outward with unstoppable force.

A pure white, all-consuming energy halo swept out, and wherever it passed, mountains, earth, forests, and wailing life were silently transformed into the most primitive particles and returned to nothingness.

The Valley of the Gods, an island that witnessed the changing of the times, was thus completely erased from the sea charts.

When the light, powerful enough to make even the gods tremble, dissipated, only a scene of devastation remained on the sea.

The wreckage of the warship, the broken masts, and the floating corpses created a hellish scene.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, blood, and seawater.

"Cough...cough..."

On a huge shipwreck, Garp struggled to sit up and spat out a mouthful of seawater mixed with blood and foam.

His body was covered with deep, bone-revealing wounds, his signature white suit was now just tattered rags, and his once-proud iron fist trembled slightly from overuse of his domineering aura.

"Hahaha... What a... embarrassing situation, Garp."

Not far away, Roger's condition wasn't much better.

He lay on his back, his chest heaving violently, his beloved straw hat nowhere to be seen, but his face still wore that signature smile full of freedom and nonchalance.

"Shut up, pirate."

Garp cursed irritably, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"I'll deal with you after I beat him up."

"Okay, I'll be with you anytime."

Roger chuckled, "But... is that guy dead?"

The two looked at the epicenter of the explosion, where nothing was there. Rocks' figure and his domineering aura had vanished without a trace, as if he had never existed.

"maybe."

Garp's expression was somewhat complicated.

"Even monsters should have a limit to that level of attack."

Just then, a heavily damaged naval flagship slowly sailed over.

Sengoku stood at the bow of the ship, the golden Buddhist light around him long gone, his face pale, and a trace of blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth, clearly having paid a considerable price in his battle with Newgate.

He looked at Garp and Roger, then at the apocalyptic battlefield, and solemnly gave the order to the Den Den Mushi: "Battle over. Take stock of the casualties, search for survivors, and kill all pirates without mercy!"

"and many more."

Karp suddenly interrupted him.

"Garp?"

Sengoku looked at him, puzzled.

"Roger helped us in this battle."

Karp looked at the equally dilapidated Oro Jackson in the distance and said in a deep voice, "Let them go."

After a moment of silence, Sengoku finally nodded.

Without Roger's sudden appearance, their navy would probably have been completely wiped out here today.

This favor has to be acknowledged.

"Let them go."

Sengoku gave the order again into the Den Den Mushi.

On the Oro Jackson, Rayleigh looked at the naval fleet in the distance and adjusted his glasses: "Captain, it seems they don't intend to pursue us."

"Hahaha! Those navy guys aren't so unreasonable after all!"

Roger laughed loudly and struggled to his feet.

"Men! Let's go! Let's find the best wine in the world! Let's have a feast!"

Roger's ship slowly turned around and disappeared on the horizon.

Although they were all wounded, their eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

After this battle, their captain was one step closer to the ultimate throne.

With the departure of the Roger Pirates, the Navy's cleanup operation officially began.

However, unbeknownst to them, on the edge of this vast battlefield littered with wreckage, a silent rescue was also underway on the wreckage of a massive black ship, equally dilapidated and reduced to only half its hull.

The kitchen of the Qinglong is the only place on the ship that is still relatively intact.

Raine stood in front of the stove, with a thermal box made of sea stone at his feet.

Inside the box was a thick soup he had simmered with the last of his ingredients, incorporating his complete understanding of the Guardian Spirit.

The soup has a rich, jade-like color and exudes a warm aroma that can soothe the soul.

Rein's Observation Haki had already covered an area of ​​dozens of miles around the sea. He was like a highly accurate radar, capturing the faint life force of every one of his companions.

"Found it, the first one."

Raine picked up a bowl of soup, and in a flash, jumped off the wrecked side of the ship.

His toes lightly touched the floating planks as if walking on flat ground, moving so fast that he left only a blur.

Soon, he arrived at a huge shipwreck.

"Gurglalalala...cough cough..."

A familiar figure was leaning against the wreckage, half of his body submerged in the icy seawater.

It was Edward Newgate with the white beard.

The naginata in his hand was broken in two, his body was covered with knife wounds and internal injuries caused by the shockwave, and his aura was extremely weak.

Even he was at his limit after fighting a day and a night against an opponent of the Warring States period's caliber, especially with the opponent having reinforcements from time to time.

"Newgate".

Raine's voice rang in his ears.

Newgate struggled to open his eyes, saw it was Ryan, and gave a weak smile: "It's Ryan...we...lost..."

"not yet."

Ryan handed him the soup: "Drink it."

Without hesitation, Newgate took the bowl and drank the still-steaming soup in one gulp.

As soon as the soup entered his throat, an indescribable, warm, and boundless life energy instantly melted within him, like spring rain arriving on a parched riverbed.

His wounds began to heal at a visible speed, and his depleted strength and domineering aura were rapidly recovering.

More importantly, that warm energy seemed to be telling him that he was not fighting alone, that he had family behind him.

"Goo la la la la!"

Newgate stood up again, still disheveled, but the flame in his hawk-like eyes reignited.

"Great! Great soup!"

"Let's go find the next one."

Renn nodded, and the two set off together.

Guided by Rein's Observation Haki, which was comparable to a life detector, they quickly found the other survivors.