thefictionvixens Chapter 159 The First Holy Grail War Ends, The Uncrowned King's Recklessness!
Chapter 159 The First Holy Grail War Ends, The Uncrowned King's Recklessness!
Chapter 159 The First Holy Grail War Ends, The Uncrowned King's Recklessness!
Alabasta, Red Team rebel stronghold, Temple of the Sun.
Two days have passed.
The atmosphere inside the temple was heavy. Although they had successfully broken through and gained a temporary respite, the news from the outside world transmitted through the Revolutionary Army's intelligence network cast an even deeper shadow over everyone's hearts.
"The four seas are in chaos, pirates are rampaging, and countless islands are suffering—" Sabo read the intelligence report, his fists clenched, his face full of anger and helplessness.
"This is my territory!"
Bound tightly by seastone chains and imprisoned in a specially made cage, Big Mom Charlotte Linlin let out a defiant roar.
"My remaining children! How are they?!"
Shanks, his face grim, silently wiped his Griffin. Mihawk held Night, his eyes sharp.
Doflamingo sat in the corner with a playful smile on his face, seemingly enjoying the chaos.
"However—the unrest is being quelled rapidly," Roger said, his tone tinged with complexity.
"It was Dieter and his old men who made the move."
Upon hearing this name, the expressions of the many great pirates present became somewhat subtle.
The white-bearded man snorted, "Kuralalala—that old bastard, after all, he said he's the supervisor and his job is to prevent things from escalating and maintain order!"
"But this time he did something decent."
Ramses II sat enthroned on his throne in his magnificent Great Complex Temple, his brow furrowed.
"However, even if such global panic and unrest are forcibly suppressed, the despair and yearning for extreme order that they breed are probably the very food that the strange being desires."
His gaze shifted to Karna standing to the side. "Son of the Sun, what did you feel when you fought against that filthy thing?"
Karna shook his head slightly, a hint of seriousness flashing in his golden eyes.
"Neither alive nor dead, neither good nor evil, is more like a manifestation of a rule. A rule that tends towards solidification and termination. Its very existence seems to negate many possibilities."
Upon hearing the words "no possibility," Napoleon's eyes sharpened, and he gripped his pistol tightly.
"Hahaha! What an overconfident fool! The possibilities of humanity are far beyond his ability to deny! He's courting death!"
Just then, a void gate with flowing golden light at its edges opened without warning in the center of the temple hall!
The familiar aura made Roger, Whitebeard, Shanks, and the others recognize him instantly!
"Heaven's Gate — Dilt?" Roger raised an eyebrow.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere was equally tense at the Black faction's stronghold.
Sengoku, Garp, and Kuzan returned with the remaining troops.
Kuzan even took off his Justice Coat, a symbol of a naval admiral, and casually draped it over his shoulders, his eyes revealing a clear sense of confusion and wavering.
Their army suffered heavy losses, and what was even more chilling was that many soldiers did not die at the hands of the enemy, but were eliminated by the mastermind behind the world government they served.
"We demand an explanation!" Sengoku's voice was hoarse, filled with suppressed anger.
Smoker stood beside him, his face ashen.
Despite Taigong Wang's orders, he insisted on bringing Quetzalcoatl back, simply because the World Government had gone too far this time!
Quetzalcoatl, the feathered serpent god, surveyed his surroundings with a serious expression, seemingly feeling utterly disgusted by the atmosphere.
When they tried to question the three remaining members of the Five Elders, they were met only with silence and evasion.
Aside from the two who remained silent, Saint Satan did not refuse to answer, but rather did not know how to answer.
What's even more worrying is what the heroic spirit beside Zen Smoker, who exudes an astonishing divinity, might do.
At this stalemate, the same pitch-black void gate also opened at the Black Faction's stronghold!
An irresistible suction force came, and all the Masters and Servants of both the Red and Black sides, except for Sakazuki who was under strict imprisonment, including Big Mom in the cage, were sucked in in shock.
The next moment, they found themselves in a magnificent palace suspended above a sea of clouds, Vimona.
Dieter stood in the main seat, relaxed, as if he had simply invited an old friend to a gathering.
Gilgamesh sat high on the throne, with Joan of Arc standing beside him.
Gilgamesh's crimson serpentine eyes swept mockingly over the crowd below, especially when he saw the shocked expressions on Smoker and Lucci's faces, a derisive smile appearing on his face.
Joan of Arc, however, remained calm, holding a banner.
The most striking moment was the eye contact between Dilt and Tescatlipoca, a modern-dressed man in the crowd who was smoking a cigarette.
Dieter's gaze was deep, carrying a hint of scrutiny and an unquestionable authority.
Tescatlipoca, however, raised the corners of his mouth slightly. Far from being afraid, his eyes gleamed with even greater interest and appreciation.
He had realized what this uncrowned king of the pirate world was going to do, and he was incredibly excited about it!
This is more in line with the king's capriciousness!
"Teach! You bastard, how dare you show your face in front of me!" Whitebeard asked first, and Congyun stopped abruptly.
The black-bearded man, unaware of what had happened, felt a chill run down his spine. Only when he sensed the Earl behind him did he feel somewhat relieved.
"Dad, don't be so formal. After all, I've been your child for many years!"
Ace, his face contorted with rage, prepared to charge forward and tear into the opponent.
"You bastard, stop pretending to be tough!"
Dilt's face showed neither joy nor sorrow; he simply stomped his feet lightly, and a sacred energy spread from beneath his feet, causing everyone to tremble!
"quiet-"
Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd, even the feuding rivals calmed down.
Whitebeard seemed very happy to see Blackbeard eating turtle, and looked at Dilt.
"Kuralalala, tell me, Dilt. What did you call us here for!"
Dilt did not answer directly. His gaze swept over the crowd below, whose expressions varied, and he spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying the weight of a decision.
"This Holy Grail War," he paused, then uttered a statement that left everyone speechless.
"it's over."
The first to speak was Crocodile, who was completely shocked and no longer cared about anything else!
"What?!"
"Are you kidding me?!"
"There's no clear winner!"
However, the Warring States period remained remarkably calm.
"Where is the Holy Grail?!"
Exclamations and questions erupted instantly.
Sengoku, Roger, Doflamingo, Crocodile—both sides, red and black, were stunned by this sudden announcement.
Dieter raised his hand, gently silencing all the noise, his tone carrying an undeniable air of willfulness.
"Oh, I forgot to mention. I think this is pointless, so let's end it here. There are no winners, and none of you will get the Holy Grail."
How willful! Utterly willful!
But considering Dilt's past behavior and his unfathomable strength, it seems so reasonable!
Smoker was furious. So many marines had been sacrificed, and all he got in return was this flippant remark?
"You bastard, what kind of joke is this?!"
The moment he finished speaking, the notification sound from the mysterious system in his mind rang.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the beginner's mission: Successfully hosted and ended a Holy Grail War (draw). Rewards are being calculated.—.]
A barely perceptible smile curved at the corner of Dilt's lips.
Sure enough, breaking out of the rules and forcibly terminating the event as the organizer was also recognized by the system as a completion.
A draw? Of course, that's the end of the game.
He ignored the shock of the crowd and turned the light toward Crocodile and Tescatlipoca.
"Now that the war is over, it's time to put away the stage you provided."
Amidst everyone's horrified gazes, Dilt slowly rose to his feet, without even striking a pose, and casually threw a punch into the void!
There was no earth-shattering energy burst, no complicated techniques.
But the Storm Wall, which covered the entire vast area of Alabasta and was indestructible, unshakable even by Hercules' full-force attack and Im's power, groaned in agony under his seemingly casual punch, like glass struck by a hammer!
Crack! Rumble ...
Countless enormous cracks instantly filled the sky before shattering with a deafening roar!
The familiar red sun reappeared in the sky, aligning with the black sun in a double celestial display.
The scorching sun and the long-lost scent of the ocean instantly rushed in!
The barrier shattered!
It was shattered by a single punch?!
Everyone gasped in disbelief at what they were seeing!
The absolute barrier that they couldn't break through even after exhausting their efforts and paying the price of their lives was so fragile in front of Dilt!
However, since Tescatlipoca, the anchor point, still exists and shows no sign of leaving, the eerie ancient rainforest landscape did not disappear immediately but stubbornly remains, becoming a strange scar on the sea.
Dieter withdrew his fist as if he had done something insignificant.
He looked down at the stunned crowd below and said calmly.
"The biggest restriction is gone. As for you—you'd better watch yourselves."
After saying that, he waved his hand lightly without giving anyone a chance to ask questions or refute.
The gates of heaven opened once more beneath everyone's feet, and a powerful teleportation force instantly enveloped them all.
The next moment, the Masters and Servants of both the Red and Black sides found themselves back at their original bases, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.
But they all knew it wasn't a dream.
The barrier... has truly disappeared.
Dilt forcibly ended the Holy Grail War.
The spirits of the fallen heroes remain in the world.
Roger, Ramses II, Napoleon, Karna, Hercules, Merlin, Kojiro.
Quetzal Koyatl, Tescatlipoca, and others.
These otherworldly heroic spirits, possessing combat power comparable to or even surpassing that of peak warriors, have now become a huge variable capable of moving freely throughout the world.
"What exactly does he want?" Vivi asked, her voice trembling.
Roger paused for a moment, then spoke slowly.
"Perhaps the chaos of the world annoyed him? But he kicked us out and left these Heroic Spirits behind. I've known him for a long time, and that's the kind of person he is."
"This is not the end—." Doflamingo licked his lips, his eyes flashing with a mad light.
"—This is the beginning of even greater chaos! Wouldn't a world war sound more interesting?"
Ramses II glanced at Doflamingo, and though reluctant to admit it, the Joker was right this time.
The war, which was originally confined to this place, may now spread to the whole world.
The Holy Grail is probably no longer important. The intervention of these Heroic Spirits, and the terrifying power they've been secretly accumulating, will destroy this world.
Kurokazu, Sengoku, and Garp exchanged a glance, both seeing deep worry in each other's eyes.
The Navy, the World Government, the Four Emperors, the Revolutionary Army, the Seven Warlords of the Sea, and now these free Heroic Spirits—Dilt smiled gently: "Things are back under control—."