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Chapter 1085
Chapter 1072: Isn't He Underestimating Himself Too Much!
World.
Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Garp, wearing a pure white cloak, walked alone among the greenery.
He followed the clear blue river beside him, slowly approaching the majestic and imposing Pangaea Castle.
Originally, Sengoku wanted to accompany him, but the Five Elders said that Lord Imu wanted to see him alone.
Garp could guess the reason Im wanted to see him.
It must be because he had awakened Colorless Haki.
He just didn't know which direction this meeting would take.
Good? Or bad?
This made Garp feel uneasy in his heart, because he liked his current life, and he also liked the current World Government.
He still wanted to watch his little grandson grow up slowly, and then cultivate him into an excellent Marine Admiral, and even help him master Colorless Haki.
So, if possible, he didn't want any conflict with Im.
But who knew if Lord Imu would make a move against him out of scruple?
Thinking about it carefully, this possibility was truly not low.
This was also the reason why Sengoku wanted to come along before.
For this reason, Garp, who usually had a smile on his face, had an unusually serious expression at this moment, especially the aura that he unconsciously emitted.
It caused the Holy Land Garrison Knights guarding the large iron gate to suddenly feel their bodies stiffen, giving rise to fear.
"Hmm?"
Garp looked at the iron door in front of him, which remained motionless, with doubt.
"Why aren't you opening the gate for this old man?"
Garp glanced unhappily at a knight beside him who looked like a squad leader.
But just this one gaze caused this intermediate knight to retreat three steps, the spear in his hand trembling.
This made Garp pause for a moment, but he immediately realized the reason.
Soon, he restrained his aura.
He had just stepped into the Colorless Haki realm yesterday, so he wasn't very familiar with mastering this completely new and higher level of strength.
Originally, he had planned to go back and cultivate for a few days to familiarize himself with his greatly improved strength, but who would have thought that Lord Imu would summon him?
The moment Garp withdrew his aura, the dozen or so armored knights present all let out breaths of relief.
Just now, they had felt difficulty even breathing. That almost tangible great fear made their body and mind feel as if they were falling into the undersea abyss.
It was terrifying!
The Holy Land Garrison Knights, looking at Garp through their armor masks, were filled with fear and scruple.
This made them pull up the iron door at the fastest speed, respectfully sending Garp striding into Pangaea Castle.
However, just as Garp arrived in front of the open castle main gate, he saw a black-robed man with an extraordinary presence sitting cross-legged on a luxurious gold-rimmed chair inside the doorway.
This man was about the same age as himself, and a rapier hung at his waist.
However, the most eye-catching thing.
Was his hairstyle and beard, which were styled into a crescent moon shape.
It looked like a red crescent moon had grown on his head.
"Figarland Garling?"
Garp frowned. Of course, he knew this man, but he had only met him once, on God Valley nineteen years ago.
At that time, to protect the other Celestial Dragons, the other party had even exchanged blows with Shiki.
Later, he occasionally heard Sengoku mention the news that an affiliated country had betrayed the World Government by refusing to hand over the Heavenly Tribute, and had been completely annihilated by the Holy Knights.
And the man before him was the Supreme Commander of the Holy Knights!
"Garp, when you come out, fight this old man."
Garling was clearly sitting on a chair, but his attitude and gaze carried an undeniable power.
"Hmph, coming for Colorless Haki, huh? Sorry, this old man doesn't have the time!"
Garp pursed his lips disdainfully and immediately passed by the other party, walking inside.
He wasn't afraid of these guys before, let alone now.
"That's not up to you..."
Garling's gaze was cold as he watched Garp's back.
For him, who absolutely upheld the Celestial Dragon social stratum, Garp's attitude towards him, if it were directed at someone else, even an admiral of the military, would be an unforgivable capital crime, and he would strike and kill without hesitation.
However, Garp was Garp.
This had something to do with strength, but more importantly, he couldn't stop Garp from seeing Lord Imu.
Garling actually felt just as unwilling as the Five Elders.
The first person to master Colorless Haki unexpectedly wasn't himself?
He even had a little bit of blame in his heart for Im.
Why didn't he wait for them to master Colorless Haki first before giving the cultivation method to these lower-class admirals?
This way, the higher-ups of the Celestial Dragons could always suppress the military in terms of strength!
"Sigh, I wonder if that kid Shanks received it smoothly..."
Garling withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance at the sky outside the doorway.
Those brats still seemed to think they broke out of the Holy Land on their own, and even thought they were hiding very well...
[Rumble!]
Two Giant God Soldiers, over twenty meters in height, wearing golden blood-patterned armor and snow white cloaks on their backs, teamed up to push open the heavy main gate of the Hall of the Empty Throne, which was covered in exquisite reliefs.
"Please, Iron Fist Admiral!"
The 'Gate Giant' Oimo lowered his head and said in a booming voice to Garp.
"Thank you."
Garp nodded, his mood heavy as he walked in, stepping onto the familiar bright red carpet. The main gate behind him closed again.
Arriving at the depths of the Hall of the Empty Throne, before he could even look up towards the top of the triple platform.
He saw that Im was already standing in front of him, with their back turned.
This surprised Garp. Lord Imu had actually come down?
He hesitated for a moment, but still actively stopped, knelt on one knee on the red carpet, and greeted in a deep voice: "Marine Admiral, Monkey D. Garp, pays respects to Lord Imu!"
Immediately after, he saw Im turn around, their sharp, eagle-like golden gaze fixed on him.
"Congratulations on successfully stepping into the Colorless Haki realm."
"This is thanks to Lord Imu for bestowing the cultivation method upon us!"
Garp lowered his head and sincerely thanked them.
He was truly grateful that Im had told them about Colorless Haki.
Im didn't care about this at all, and instructed him with an indifferent expression: "Rise. Then prepare to take one strike from Im."
"What?!"
Garp suddenly looked up, looking at Im with surprise, while also being highly vigilant in his heart, thinking that Im really wanted to erase him.
"Hehe, worried that Im has killing intent towards you?"
Although Im could no longer read Garp's inner voice and memory.
But the other party's expression had already exposed his thoughts and feelings.
"Uh..."
Garp's expression stiffened when he heard the playful sound.
"Take one strike from Im, and you will understand."
"Okay!"
After hearing this, Garp stopped thinking, nodded heavily, and immediately stood up, assuming a defensive stance.
He saw the silver light spots and gray flowing light appear on his body again.
The air in the palace hall also became thick, distorted, and blurred under the suppression of this aura.
He could even see wisps of faintly discernible silver-gray radiance.
In such a solemn atmosphere, Garp's gaze was filled with strong fighting intent, and a smile full of anticipation appeared on his face.
He could finally exchange blows with this Lord Imu!
But wasn't the other party underestimating him too much, only letting him take one strike?
Everyone is... Im--!!
Just then, Garp only felt a sheet of brilliant golden light instantly pierce into his eyes.
And he only had time to cross his arms in front of him.
Then came an unbelievable strength, impact, high temperature, numbness, and pain...
(End of this chapter)
World.
Holy Land Mary Geoise.
Garp, wearing a pure white cloak, walked alone among the greenery.
He followed the clear blue river beside him, slowly approaching the majestic and imposing Pangaea Castle.
Originally, Sengoku wanted to accompany him, but the Five Elders said that Lord Imu wanted to see him alone.
Garp could guess the reason Im wanted to see him.
It must be because he had awakened Colorless Haki.
He just didn't know which direction this meeting would take.
Good? Or bad?
This made Garp feel uneasy in his heart, because he liked his current life, and he also liked the current World Government.
He still wanted to watch his little grandson grow up slowly, and then cultivate him into an excellent Marine Admiral, and even help him master Colorless Haki.
So, if possible, he didn't want any conflict with Im.
But who knew if Lord Imu would make a move against him out of scruple?
Thinking about it carefully, this possibility was truly not low.
This was also the reason why Sengoku wanted to come along before.
For this reason, Garp, who usually had a smile on his face, had an unusually serious expression at this moment, especially the aura that he unconsciously emitted.
It caused the Holy Land Garrison Knights guarding the large iron gate to suddenly feel their bodies stiffen, giving rise to fear.
"Hmm?"
Garp looked at the iron door in front of him, which remained motionless, with doubt.
"Why aren't you opening the gate for this old man?"
Garp glanced unhappily at a knight beside him who looked like a squad leader.
But just this one gaze caused this intermediate knight to retreat three steps, the spear in his hand trembling.
This made Garp pause for a moment, but he immediately realized the reason.
Soon, he restrained his aura.
He had just stepped into the Colorless Haki realm yesterday, so he wasn't very familiar with mastering this completely new and higher level of strength.
Originally, he had planned to go back and cultivate for a few days to familiarize himself with his greatly improved strength, but who would have thought that Lord Imu would summon him?
The moment Garp withdrew his aura, the dozen or so armored knights present all let out breaths of relief.
Just now, they had felt difficulty even breathing. That almost tangible great fear made their body and mind feel as if they were falling into the undersea abyss.
It was terrifying!
The Holy Land Garrison Knights, looking at Garp through their armor masks, were filled with fear and scruple.
This made them pull up the iron door at the fastest speed, respectfully sending Garp striding into Pangaea Castle.
However, just as Garp arrived in front of the open castle main gate, he saw a black-robed man with an extraordinary presence sitting cross-legged on a luxurious gold-rimmed chair inside the doorway.
This man was about the same age as himself, and a rapier hung at his waist.
However, the most eye-catching thing.
Was his hairstyle and beard, which were styled into a crescent moon shape.
It looked like a red crescent moon had grown on his head.
"Figarland Garling?"
Garp frowned. Of course, he knew this man, but he had only met him once, on God Valley nineteen years ago.
At that time, to protect the other Celestial Dragons, the other party had even exchanged blows with Shiki.
Later, he occasionally heard Sengoku mention the news that an affiliated country had betrayed the World Government by refusing to hand over the Heavenly Tribute, and had been completely annihilated by the Holy Knights.
And the man before him was the Supreme Commander of the Holy Knights!
"Garp, when you come out, fight this old man."
Garling was clearly sitting on a chair, but his attitude and gaze carried an undeniable power.
"Hmph, coming for Colorless Haki, huh? Sorry, this old man doesn't have the time!"
Garp pursed his lips disdainfully and immediately passed by the other party, walking inside.
He wasn't afraid of these guys before, let alone now.
"That's not up to you..."
Garling's gaze was cold as he watched Garp's back.
For him, who absolutely upheld the Celestial Dragon social stratum, Garp's attitude towards him, if it were directed at someone else, even an admiral of the military, would be an unforgivable capital crime, and he would strike and kill without hesitation.
However, Garp was Garp.
This had something to do with strength, but more importantly, he couldn't stop Garp from seeing Lord Imu.
Garling actually felt just as unwilling as the Five Elders.
The first person to master Colorless Haki unexpectedly wasn't himself?
He even had a little bit of blame in his heart for Im.
Why didn't he wait for them to master Colorless Haki first before giving the cultivation method to these lower-class admirals?
This way, the higher-ups of the Celestial Dragons could always suppress the military in terms of strength!
"Sigh, I wonder if that kid Shanks received it smoothly..."
Garling withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance at the sky outside the doorway.
Those brats still seemed to think they broke out of the Holy Land on their own, and even thought they were hiding very well...
[Rumble!]
Two Giant God Soldiers, over twenty meters in height, wearing golden blood-patterned armor and snow white cloaks on their backs, teamed up to push open the heavy main gate of the Hall of the Empty Throne, which was covered in exquisite reliefs.
"Please, Iron Fist Admiral!"
The 'Gate Giant' Oimo lowered his head and said in a booming voice to Garp.
"Thank you."
Garp nodded, his mood heavy as he walked in, stepping onto the familiar bright red carpet. The main gate behind him closed again.
Arriving at the depths of the Hall of the Empty Throne, before he could even look up towards the top of the triple platform.
He saw that Im was already standing in front of him, with their back turned.
This surprised Garp. Lord Imu had actually come down?
He hesitated for a moment, but still actively stopped, knelt on one knee on the red carpet, and greeted in a deep voice: "Marine Admiral, Monkey D. Garp, pays respects to Lord Imu!"
Immediately after, he saw Im turn around, their sharp, eagle-like golden gaze fixed on him.
"Congratulations on successfully stepping into the Colorless Haki realm."
"This is thanks to Lord Imu for bestowing the cultivation method upon us!"
Garp lowered his head and sincerely thanked them.
He was truly grateful that Im had told them about Colorless Haki.
Im didn't care about this at all, and instructed him with an indifferent expression: "Rise. Then prepare to take one strike from Im."
"What?!"
Garp suddenly looked up, looking at Im with surprise, while also being highly vigilant in his heart, thinking that Im really wanted to erase him.
"Hehe, worried that Im has killing intent towards you?"
Although Im could no longer read Garp's inner voice and memory.
But the other party's expression had already exposed his thoughts and feelings.
"Uh..."
Garp's expression stiffened when he heard the playful sound.
"Take one strike from Im, and you will understand."
"Okay!"
After hearing this, Garp stopped thinking, nodded heavily, and immediately stood up, assuming a defensive stance.
He saw the silver light spots and gray flowing light appear on his body again.
The air in the palace hall also became thick, distorted, and blurred under the suppression of this aura.
He could even see wisps of faintly discernible silver-gray radiance.
In such a solemn atmosphere, Garp's gaze was filled with strong fighting intent, and a smile full of anticipation appeared on his face.
He could finally exchange blows with this Lord Imu!
But wasn't the other party underestimating him too much, only letting him take one strike?
Everyone is... Im--!!
Just then, Garp only felt a sheet of brilliant golden light instantly pierce into his eyes.
And he only had time to cross his arms in front of him.
Then came an unbelievable strength, impact, high temperature, numbness, and pain...
(End of this chapter)
