- Dimensional Gods’ Selection: Only I Know Saitama is the Strongest
- OKSTS Chapter 153
**Chapter 153: Sengoku Enters the Battle!**
“What a grueling battle…”
Ace sighed, his face lit with exhilaration as he charged forward.
Behind him, the pirates roared with ferocity, fearlessly surging toward the enemy.
They weren’t afraid of death; what they feared was fighting alone. Now, even those who had retreated to the ships defied orders and joined the fray…
No matter their differences, at this moment, they stood together, pouring their last bit of strength into the fight.
Their morale soared, their war cries echoing to the heavens.
“So this is the Blackbeard Pirates…”
Sengoku squinted, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He turned his gaze behind him…
Kizaru’s face was pale, clearly showing the effects of his severe injuries. Sending him back into the fight now would only ensure his defeat—or worse, his death.
Akainu, after being blasted away earlier, was still unaccounted for.
As for Aokiji…
With no additional pressure from the other admirals, the captains of the Whitebeard Pirates had surrounded him, using hit-and-run tactics. Whenever one of them was injured or under threat, another would step in to relieve them.
Even after so long, Aokiji had yet to deal any significant blows to the pirates.
“At this rate, the Navy will lose…”
Sengoku’s gaze shifted to Garp, who stood beside him.
Garp looked conflicted, his eyes darting toward Luffy and Ace on the battlefield.
“Sigh…”
Letting out a deep breath, Sengoku’s expression hardened with determination.
“Garp, I’ve never begged anyone in my life, but today I need to ask something of you.”
“Hmm?”
Garp turned to him, his face equally solemn.
It was clear to him that the tides of battle had drastically shifted.
The pirates, unstoppable in their momentum, had repeatedly broken through the Navy’s defenses.
Even someone as nonchalant as Garp couldn’t ignore the gravity of the situation.
Staring ahead, Sengoku spoke in a low voice.
“I need you to honor the justice you stand for. If I move against your two grandsons, what will you do?”
Garp’s eyes widened in shock as he locked his gaze on Sengoku’s face.
After a long silence, he sighed deeply.
“When you’re old, you get tired easily. I’ll go take a rest—you handle the rest.”
With that, Garp turned and walked away, fists clenched tightly.
His steps were heavy, each one crushing the rubble beneath his feet into powder…
It was clear he was suppressing immense pain.
Of course, he wanted to save his grandsons.
But in his ears rang the anguished cries of the Navy soldiers—the comrades he had fought alongside for years.
Those harrowing screams, coupled with the weight of the word “justice” emblazoned on his back, crushed him.
—
Watching Garp leave, Sengoku exhaled a sigh of relief.
What he feared most was Garp standing in his way for the sake of family.
If that had happened, the Navy’s defeat would have been inevitable.
“I’m sorry, Garp…”
Sengoku murmured, his expression grim.
Leaping high into the air, he landed in the center of the battlefield with the speed of a falling star.
“Fleet Admiral Sengoku!”
“The Fleet Admiral has joined the fight! Hahaha, these sea scum are doomed now!”
“That dying old man is no match for Sengoku!”
“The pirates are finished! Blow their ships out of the water!”
The sight of Sengoku standing at the forefront reignited the Navy’s spirits. Their despair turned to hope as their morale surged.
—
“Sengoku, it’s been a while.”
Whitebeard grinned as he spotted Sengoku, his tone as though greeting an old friend.
“Hmph! A while indeed. You’ve given me quite the surprise today.”
Sengoku’s voice was cold, his expression deadly serious.
“Hahaha, after all these years, your temper hasn’t changed a bit.”
“Enough talk! Show me the strength of the world’s strongest man!”
With a deafening roar, Sengoku’s body erupted in golden light, enveloping him like a divine Buddha descending to the mortal world.
“Buddha Form! It’s Sengoku!”
“He’s going to fight Pops!”
The Whitebeard Pirates noticed the brilliant golden light radiating from Sengoku as he faced off against Whitebeard.
Many of them grew anxious, ready to intervene.
“Stay back!”
Whitebeard’s booming voice commanded their attention.
“This is a fight between the two of us. No one interferes!”
He laughed heartily, standing resolutely as he awaited Sengoku’s full transformation.
—
“Don’t worry about Pops,” Fang Ye said to Ace and the others.
“Just focus on keeping Aokiji occupied.”
He sped up, scanning the battlefield for Akainu’s location.
Kizaru was too injured to fight.
Although Akainu had suffered severe injuries as well, Fang Ye wasn’t about to underestimate him.
After all, in the original timeline, Akainu succeeded Sengoku as Fleet Admiral and even defeated Aokiji—a testament to his strength.
—
**Boom!**
Not far away, Sengoku in his golden Buddha form clashed with Whitebeard.
The collision of golden shockwaves and Whitebeard’s tremors resulted in a massive explosion.
Fang Ye glanced at the battle before focusing his search on Akainu.
He moved swiftly across the battlefield, his punches obliterating any Navy soldiers in his path—whether they were rank-and-file or vice admirals. None could withstand a single strike from him.
In no time, he cleared a large section of the Navy’s forces.
“Run! The killing god is here!”
“Don’t try to fight him! His defense is terrifying—even cannon fire barely fazes him!”
At the sight of Fang Ye, the Navy soldiers scattered like frightened rats.
He was a nightmare to them, his feats of destruction having reached legendary proportions during this war.
—
After a while, Fang Ye stopped.
Looking down at a deep molten pit in the ground, his eyes sharpened.
Without a doubt, Akainu was hiding there.
**Boom!**
Instead of jumping in, Fang Ye punched the ground with full force.
The already cracked surface shattered further, revealing a cavern below.
With each punch, the pit grew deeper and the surrounding ground fractured, spreading like tree roots.
Finally, the molten cavern came into view.
“Akainu, come out!”
Fang Ye growled, delivering a serious punch toward the pit.
**Boom!**
The cavern collapsed further, sending debris flying.
As the dust settled, Fang Ye spotted a figure crouched at the bottom of the pit.
It was Akainu.
His breathing was shallow as he struggled to recover from his injuries.
Without hesitation, Fang Ye hurled another punch.
“Akainu, your life ends here!”