Chapter 161: Destruction in Mary Geoise!

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Red Line. Holy Land Mary Geoise

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"Fire!"

"All cannons, fire at will!"

Two of the Gorōsei, the highest authorities within the World Government, shrieked in terror. The defensive fortress, capable of leveling entire islands, unleashed its full might.

Countless beams of devastating energy converged on Ian, who calmly strode into Mary Geoise, attempting to obliterate him.

However…

The concentrated barrage, powerful enough to shatter islands, failed to even scratch Ian. The beams merely ravaged Mary Geoise itself, leaving a trail of destruction in their wake. Ian continued his advance, hands clasped behind his back, unfazed by the onslaught.

Behind him, the endless explosions and cannon fire painted a backdrop fit for a king of the sea. 

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

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"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

"Die! Die! Die!"

"What is that monster?!"

Saint Topman Warcury and Saint Marcus Mars, their faces contorted in fear, shrieked incoherently.

They fled for their lives, desperately trying to outrun the specter of death that relentlessly pursued them. But no matter where they ran, death's shadow clung to them, inescapable even across vast distances.

An unprecedented terror washed over them, consuming their every thought. Ian's figure, a slender silhouette against the backdrop of chaos, closed in, his measured steps echoing in their ears like a death knell.

"Damn it! He's caught up already!" Saint Topman Warcury raged. 

"But he won't get away with this!"

"Here…"

Saint Marcus Mars began, but his words caught in his throat. They hadn't escaped the battlefield. The golden clock materialized once more. But whether he moved forward, backward, sped up time, or rewound it, nothing worked.

A sudden gust of wind swept past.

Ian, who had been dozens of meters away, stood before them. A sickening thud echoed as his fist pierced Saint Marcus Mars's head. The Elder's face was frozen in an expression of utter disbelief.

He couldn't, wouldn't accept this reality. His head exploded like a ripe melon, blood and brain matter instantly vaporized by the intense heat. He hadn't anticipated his time manipulation being countered.

"Time manipulation, is it? I can do that too. Acceleration, rewind, stasis, slow… ."

"M-Marcus..." Saint Topman Warcury stammered, stumbling backward, gasping for breath. "You bastard!"

Terror gave way to rage. Saint Topman Warcury, channeling his fear into fury, opened a Spatial Vortex. He flickered, reappearing behind Ian, attempting a sneak attack.

But this time, Ian merely chuckled, casually thrusting his hand toward empty space. His hand vanished into the void.

"AAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"

A scream ripped through the air. Saint Topman Warcury reappeared, collapsing into a heap amidst the rubble, a gaping hole torn through his chest. Blood gushed from the wound.

His face was a mask of shock and disbelief. "Impossible!" His power was Spatial Manipulation, similar to the Door-Door Fruit, but fundamentally different.

With this power, only those with highly developed Observation Haki, capable of precognitive foresight, could avoid his attacks. Or someone like Kaido, who simply didn't fear surprise attacks.

Ian's Observation Haki was Advanced, granting him glimpses of the future, making surprise attacks extremely difficult. But Saint Topman Warcury had never imagined he could be struck while within a dimensional void.

"Nothing is impossible," Ian said, looking down at the Elder with cold indifference. "You're not the only one who can manipulate space."

Since acquiring the Hollow ability to create Garganta, Ian had been exploring spatial manipulation. While he couldn't replicate techniques like dimensional slashes or instantaneous teleportation, tearing open small rifts was child's play. More importantly…

With his increased power, his Garganta had expanded to the size of an island. Perhaps due to the influence of the Devil Fruits he had absorbed, the space within was no longer a barren black and white void. The Sand-Sand Fruit and Rock-Rock Fruit had formed landmasses. 

He had no doubt that with enough absorbed abilities, this space could become a world of its own.

Or perhaps, when his spiritual pressure grew sufficiently strong, he could shape the laws of reality within it, creating a universe from scratch. He had unashamedly christened this space Las Noches.

"Cough!"

Saint Topman Warcury stared at Ian, his eyes wide with rage and terror. Then, his head rolled off his shoulders, landing with a sickening thud.

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Rumble… Rumble… Rumble…

Thunder roared across the heavens. Black storm clouds gathered above Mary Geoise, a literal manifestation of impending doom. The sky above the Holy Land crackled with menacing energy.

"Damn it! What's that monster planning?!" The surviving soldiers cried out in fear.

Wreathed in lightning, Ian resembled a vengeful god of thunder. He opened his eyes, exhaling slowly.

A miniature version of Enel's Raigo, powered by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, materialized above Mary Geoise, a Sword of Damocles hanging over the city. Its destructive potential was terrifying, capable of leveling the entire city.

Mary Geoise was about to be erased from existence, reduced to dust and rubble.

In eight hundred years, such an event had never occurred. The magnificent Holy Land had become a bloody battlefield, the air filled with the screams of the dying.

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"What's happening?!"

"Is Mary Geoise, our Holy Land, Really falling? What will become of us?"

"Is our sacred ground about to be destroyed? We're all going to die! God, save us!"

Throughout Mary Geoise, the Celestial Dragons cried out in terror, disbelief, rage, and despair. After eight centuries of untouchable dominance, Mary Geoise was crumbling.

The very earth beneath them cracked and split, forming deep fissures that tore through the city. The ancient walls of Pangaea Castle, which had stood for eight hundred years, collapsed with a thunderous roar.

The slave coliseum, built for the Celestial Dragons' amusement, crumbled into dust. One by one, their luxurious mansions disintegrated. The magnificent metropolis of Mary Geoise was falling apart before their eyes.

All of this… because Ian was walking. The city crumbled in his wake, along with the lives of the wicked Celestial Dragons and their sycophants.

Even those Celestial Dragons who had managed to escape the immediate vicinity were paralyzed by terror, too shocked to even scream. Some collapsed to the ground, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

After eight hundred years, the Holy Land of Mary Geoise was in ruins, the screams and wails of the Celestial Dragons echoing through the air.

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"What?! Three Army Admirals and two of the Gorōsei have been defeated by that arrogant peasant?! They're all useless!" A bandaged Celestial Dragon, his body covered in wounds, roared in fury. He shifted slightly, aggravating his injuries, and winced in pain.

"What's going on? Can't the entire Army handle him?" An older Celestial Dragon next to him asked, his voice laced with disbelief. "No wonder the Gorōsei decided to use that to eliminate him. Such a dangerous individual, one who defy us The World Nobles, shouldn't even exist!"

"Father, what are you talking about?" another Celestial Dragon asked.

The Older Celestial Dragon's face grew serious. He looked towards the sky and said in a low voice, "a sacred relic... It's what allows us to rule this world, what sets us apart from those commoners. left behind by the creators. Even if the entire Army can't defeat that insolent fool, peasants will always be peasants. They can never threaten us, the descendants of the creators!"

According to ancient legends passed down through generations, nothing short of a god could withstand the power of their relic. Was Ian, the Black-Winged Devil, a God?

Such a thought never crossed his mind. He had already sentenced Ian to death. His son, clearly unaware of the true power wielded by the Celestial Dragons, nonetheless sensed the underlying arrogance and authority in his father's words.

"So… that means that peasant will soon meet a gruesome end?" The younger Celestial Dragon's lips curled into a sinister smile, his eyes gleaming with malicious glee.

He could already envision Ian, the Black-Winged Devil who dared defy them, being reduced to ashes.

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"This is the World Government, the Holy Land of Mary Geoise. I will not allow any further destruction!" A muscular, grizzled figure, bearing a striking resemblance to Garp, strode into the hall. It was Kong, the World Government Commander-in-Chief.

When Kong was promoted to Commander-in-Chief, Sengoku took his place. So much time had passed, even before the Great Pirate Era, no one truly knew the extent of Kong's power. But one thing was certain:

In this world where strength reigned supreme, a man who had commanded both Garp and Sengoku was no weakling. Kong's arrival eased the tension in the hall, dispelling some of the oppressive fear. 

His eyes flashed with determination, his face set in a grim expression. While he was undoubtedly troubled by the current situation, a man of his stature had chosen his side – the World Government – and nothing would sway his loyalty.

To him, even if the Celestial Dragons ruled with arrogance and depravity, the World Government was the foundation of peace and stability. If the World Government fell, the world would descend into chaos, order and law crumbling into oblivion.

Ian's purpose in coming to Mary Geoise was clear. He was here to attack either the World Government or the Celestial Dragons, or perhaps both. As Commander-in-Chief, Kong could not allow Ian to run rampant.

However, the sheer power Ian had displayed weighed heavily on Kong's mind. As he left Mary Geoise, he couldn't help but glance back at the highest point of the World Government.

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"I may not be able to hold him off for long. I hope it activates soon." Taking a deep breath, Kong stepped out to confront Ian. Such terrifying power, surpassing even Whitebeard in his prime, enough to challenge the entire World Government…

It was almost laughable. Could a human truly possess such might? Ian was clearly no mere human. He was a monster, a demon.

Against such a creature, only the ultimate weapon could hope to prevail. And even then, that legendary weapon was just that – a legend.

Even among the highest echelons of Mary Geoise, few had ever seen it. Most had only heard whispers of its existence.

"Where did that Black-Winged Devil acquire such terrifying power? It's simply unfathomable. He's a monster, even more powerful than Whitebeard in his prime!"

The remaining Gorōsei exchanged uneasy glances, their faces still etched with fear.

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Mary Geoise, the Holy Land, was now shrouded in an atmosphere of impending doom. The entire city seemed to tremble under an unseen pressure, not from Ian, but from within, as if some ancient, slumbering behemoth was about to awaken.

Not only the ordinary officials, but even those with power comparable to Marine Admirals wore expressions of grave concern.

"Is it starting?"

"The legendary weapon… the weather across the entire Grand Line will be affected, even the Calm Belt might be disrupted." One of them spoke, his voice filled with trepidation, as he looked towards the heart of Mary Geoise.

The World Government, facing a single individual as if he were an army, was unprecedented. Even Monkey D. Dragon and his Revolutionary Army only dared to engage in guerilla warfare, never daring to directly assault the World Government.

After all, Ian was the world's strongest. As long as he avoided direct confrontation, the World Government could do little to stop his guerilla tactics.

But now… this wasn't a weaker force harassing a stronger one. This was the mighty World Government facing an even mightier demon, an adversary capable of challenging their eight-century reign.

"Could he truly overturn eight hundred years of history? Perhaps… but it won't be easy. He will pay a price."

While Ian's power was undeniably shocking, the World Government, which had ruled for eight centuries, was no pushover.

They had many cards to play. The future of the world hung in the balance, uncertain and unpredictable.

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