Adrenaline Inducing fight

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[Authors note: Hey guys sorry for the lackluster action scenes in the previous chapter. So, i added nice action scenes in this chapter. Please enjoy this chapter and give feedback after reading if you want to continue enjoying amazing action scene and please give your thought so i can fix anything you find lack-luster. And Thanks to _Monarch and ComTolManBoePyaJhu for bringing this to my attention. Now please enjoy.]

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"Hey,Kid? Where exactly are we?"

Whitebeard squinted at the sun floating in the sky, resembling a real sun emitting heat and light.

"I have no freaking clue, but this place is definitely peculiar."

Nicholas observed the surrounding forest, the sun hanging in the sky, the floating clouds, and felt the breeze rustling through the trees, filling his mind with doubt.

It was hard to imagine such a facility being underground.

When Nicholas emerged from the tunnel, he attempted to violently attack the walls but failed miserably. The materials used in this place were unbelievably hard. Nicholas's full-force sword strike only left a mark, and that mark slowly healed before his eyes.

However, after walking a distance, Nicholas and Whitebeard stopped abruptly.

"Do you sense it, kid?" Whitebeard asked, looking at Nicholas.

Nicholas nodded. He had felt something was off since they entered. The forest was eerily quiet, devoid of any living creatures, not even ants. It seemed like only he and Whitebeard inhabited this forest.

"Do you want to turn back?" Whitebeard asked, knowing that this place was eerie and that getting trapped here would be troublesome. It could be tough to escape, especially if someone blocked their way.

"We've come this far; it would be a shame not to explore, and I believe the answers we seek lie ahead," Nicholas replied, looking towards a distant hill that appeared more like a massive complex of buildings.

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The clash between Kaido and Dorag intensified, each blow resonating with the force of a cataclysmic event. As Kaido surged forward, his monstrous form seemed to merge with the very essence of the storm, his movements fluid and unpredictable like the tempest itself. With a primal snarl, he unleashed a barrage of lightning-fast strikes, each one punctuated by the crack of thunder and the howl of the wind.

"Thunder bagua" Kaido in his half dragon form roared like a beast

Dorag, his senses honed to a razor's edge, met Kaido's onslaught head-on, his muscles rippling with power as he deftly parried each incoming blow. With every movement, he seemed to channel the fury of the elements, his fists wreathed in crackling arcs of lightning that illuminated the battlefield in a dazzling display of raw energy.

The air crackled with anticipation as the two warriors clashed, their movements a blur of motion as they danced on the edge of oblivion. With each exchange, the ground trembled beneath their feet, the very earth groaning in protest at the sheer force of their conflict.

"Rising Dragon Flame Bagua"

Thick blood vessels pulsed visibly beneath Kaido's skin, throbbing with adrenaline-fueled intensity.

"Boom!" The ground quaked as Kaido unleashed a devastating blow, sending shockwaves rippling through the air. Raging flames, scorching and fierce, took on the majestic form of a dragon, its fiery breath devouring and consuming everything in its path with relentless fury.

 Dorag staggered under the Scorching flames, his resolve tested to its limits as he fought to maintain his footing amidst the chaos.

But he refused to yield, his determination burning bright like a beacon amidst the raging inferno. With a defiant roar, he launched himself back into the fray, his fists a blur as he unleashed a torrent of strikes against his monstrous foe.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound reverberated through the air as their fists collided once more, the force of their clash sending sparks flying in all directions. Each blow seemed to echo with the weight of history, the very fabric of reality hanging in the balance with every strike.

As the battle raged on, time seemed to stand still, the world around them fading into insignificance as they became locked in a primal struggle for supremacy. Black Lightning danced across the bloody sky, illuminating the battlefield in a dazzling display of raw power as Kaido and Dorag fought with a fervor unmatched by any force in the world.

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Meanwhile at God valley...

"Armament: Iron Fist!"

 Garp's voice thundered across the battlefield, reverberating with the force of a cannonade. With a primal roar, he unleashed a torrent of Haki-coated fists, each strike a testament to his unrivaled strength, tearing through the encroaching darkness cast by Rox like a tempest unleashed upon the world.

As the shadows dispersed, a towering figure emerged, its presence radiating an aura of malevolence and destruction. With lightning speed, a colossal foot descended upon Garp, a harbinger of imminent devastation.

But Garp, the epitome of battle-hardened instinct, sensed the danger in an instant. With the agility of a panther, he spun on his heel, his right foot slashing through the air like a blade, a whirlwind of primal fury aimed at his unseen assailant.

Beside him, darkness scattered like leaves in the wind, revealing Rox, his stoic countenance belying the turmoil within. Garp's relentless onslaught had caught Rox off-guard, his calculations faltering in the face of the Admiral's unyielding resolve.

The clash between Garp and Rox escalated into a symphony of destruction, each blow resonating with the fury of a thousand storms. Crimson Lightning crackled across, illuminating the battlefield in a dazzling display of primal Conqurer's haki.

With each passing moment, Garp's combat prowess surged to unimaginable heights, defying all logic and reason. Rox's initial assessment of Garp's strength had been grossly underestimated, his calculations unable to keep pace with the vice Admiral's boundless determination.

Garp's combat power had risen from a thousand at the start of the battle to five thousand now, and it seemed he hadn't reached his limit yet.

Initially, Rox's highest evaluation of Garp's combat power was two thousand. But this unexpected situation caught rox offguard.

Amidst the chaos and carnage, a sense of foreboding loomed over the battlefield. The interference of the World Government lackeys only served to fuel Rox's rage, his anger a tempest that threatened to consume all in its path.

And as the clash of titans reached its zenith, the fate of nations hung in the balance, their destinies intertwined in a dance of death and destruction.