“T-three Young Miss?! How am I supposed to live like this!!”
What was happening inside the ice dome dealt a massive blow to Queen’s state of mind. He had once been fortunate enough to witness Yamato’s Domain of Eternal Ice, but he had never seen this kind of clone-based fighting style before.
He definitely wasn’t the strongest person present, but his experiences were by no means lacking. His Observation Haki, especially, had been honed to extreme sensitivity through countless beatings. With only a slight scan, he could tell roughly what was happening on the nearby battlefields.
Even he had no idea what exactly those two clones were. When Observation Haki first sensed something unknown, it was like a differently colored mark suddenly appearing on a sheet of pure white paper. Before it appeared, no one could know what that color was supposed to look like.
Imagining a color that had never existed before was unimaginably difficult.
Queen couldn’t determine exactly what they were, but he could sense just how terrifying the power contained within the black and white clones was. If something like those were used to beat him…
“Too terrifying. Better let Boss Kaido experience this kind of disaster. She’s his daughter, after all…”
The thermometers in the quarry had already stopped working. The temperature here had now dropped beyond their normal measuring range. Even the Freezing Hell of Impel Down had never been this cold.
Yet despite the frigid conditions, Queen felt as though his forehead was covered in cold sweat. He had just imagined an extremely horrifying scene: three Yamatos playing ball with kanabo, except the ball looked exactly like him.
“No, that debt absolutely has to be written off. If I don’t erase it from the books again, there’s really no way I’ll survive this…”
Queen’s gaze settled on Ryokugyu. As far as Queen was concerned, suffering could be transferred. If he didn’t want to be the unlucky one, then someone else had to be sacrificed instead.
Compared to the spectators outside the ice dome, only the people inside could truly appreciate what kind of situation this was.
For example, Garp, who had just thawed out, had not even dried off yet before another layer of frost formed over his body because of Yamato’s power.
The ice prison that had only just melted nearly froze over again. When it came to freezing ability, Yamato was at least as strong as Kuzan, if not stronger. Yet the primary function of the Eternal Ice Prison was actually the indestructible barrier surrounding the area.
The seemingly terrifying severe cold was merely a side effect, and Yamato hadn’t even actively driven it.
As Garp moved his body, the ice covering him was quickly shattered. He then fell into confusion.
Those CP0 agents had only just finished telling him that the Five Elders wanted him to fight. Before they could explain clearly what had happened during this period, they had lost all signs of life under Dragon’s attack.
Most of Garp’s memories were still stuck at the time when the Kuja were holding their social gathering.
“What the hell is going on here…?”
At some point, that son of his had appeared here. His grandson was outside fighting the new Admiral. And that birdman flying in the sky looked somewhat similar to one of the Five Elders at Mariejois.
Boom!
Garp did not have much time to think about any of it. White Yamato had already charged at him, swinging a flame-covered kanabo.
Her appearance was identical to Yamato’s, and the flames burning within her eyes were so vivid that one could almost sense fluctuations of the soul within them. Yet there was no emotion within this clone.
Yamato called her clones her sisters simply because she felt like saying it. It did not carry any deeper meaning. After all, Takeru was nothing more than a kanabo, and one that had only survived after reaching its seventh generation, yet Yamato still treated it like a brother.
White Yamato and Black Yamato were combat puppets created using the powers of Reshiram and Zekrom as their sources. They possessed the original body’s combat instincts, but aside from that, they had no independent thoughts and would only act according to Yamato’s commands.
This was something Yamato had developed from the powers granted to her by Reshiram and Zekrom, so it could not really be considered outside reinforcements entering the battle.
Their strength was somewhat inferior to the original body, but they were more than enough to deal with the current situation. Yamato felt that as long as she killed Mars herself, she could then intervene in the clones’ battles and settle everything.
“This isn’t good…”
Garp had just traded a punch with White Yamato. Although his injuries had been transferred away, the stamina he had already exhausted would not simply reappear out of nowhere. His stamina had already declined greatly with age, and Garp was now at the end of his rope.
A short burst of power was still manageable. But if he entered a war of attrition against an opponent of the same level, sooner or later he would suffer for it. Unfortunately, that was exactly the kind of battle White Yamato excelled at.
The kanabo in her hands looked as though it were burning with flames, yet it produced an effect like frost. Worse still, this frost was every bit as aggressive as fire, and it even spread through the Haki covering his body to affect him internally.
At the same time, Dragon had encountered much the same situation. Compared to White Yamato’s fire-ice, Black Yamato’s lightning-ice was even more aggressive. Violent lightning had already taken over one corner of the sky.
The speed granted by lightning made it impossible for Dragon to shake off Black Yamato. The fact that the clone could not communicate left Dragon completely helpless, and he was forcibly dragged into battle. This was also one of the reasons Garp’s brain nearly short-circuited.
Garp knew that Dragon was not on the same side as him. The two belonged to different factions.
The Revolutionary Army and the World Government were natural enemies.
At the same time, Garp had no particular fondness for the Five Elders either, but overall, the World Government and the Marines were still on the same side.
Yet now, high-ranking figures from the Revolutionary Army, the Marines, and the World Government were all fighting the same pirate at the same time. Add Luffy outside into the mix, and this chaotic battle left Garp completely unable to sort out what was going on.
“Dragon, can you explain to me what exactly is happening right now?!”
“Unfortunately, I can’t explain it clearly either. The purpose I came here for has already been completely disrupted!”
The ice dome only isolated them from the outside world. The people inside could still talk without any problem. Their positions were opposed, but Dragon and Garp were still father and son, so choosing to join forces at a time like this was not much of an issue.
But sometimes, joining forces did not produce a good result. In a one-on-one fight, they could still tangle with Yamato’s clones for a while, but in a two-on-two, they instead fell into an even greater disadvantage.
Garp and Dragon were indeed father and son, but the two had been separated for who knew how many years. There was simply no coordination between them. Compared with two “Yamatos” fighting together, there was no comparison at all.
No one understood oneself better than oneself. When Yamato’s clones cooperated with one another, they could even display greater combat power.
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