BOOM!
The sudden eruption stunned everyone.
All eyes turned to Luo Yu, wide with disbelief.
They had imagined countless ways the situation might unfold—but never this.
No one expected Luo Yu to throw hands without a word.
No—even Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, one of the Five Elders, was completely dumbfounded.
He was a Five Elder!
In the World Government, he stood at the very top.
People feared what would happen if the Five Elders acted.
Never had they feared someone might act against them.
And yet, before Nusjuro could even react—
A tidal wave of Conqueror's Haki surged toward him like a living storm.
His pupils dilated as the pressure closed in. He hastily raised his arms to block.
BOOM!
Nusjuro was blasted away like a cannonball.
He slammed into a massive seawall hundreds of meters away.
The impact shattered the structure like a spiderweb of cracks, and his body embedded deep into the rubble.
His blood surged, his bones screamed, and his face twisted in pain.
He had left Mary Geoise with a secret mission: eliminate Luo Yu, the unstable variable.
But en route to Marineford, he learned Whitebeard had been slain.
And the one who did it? The very man the Five Elders wanted dead.
Watching Luo Yu steal the spotlight and walk away unscathed from the war—it was unbearable.
So Nusjuro abandoned subtlety and tried to force Luo Yu into continuing the fight against Shanks and the others.
He never expected that a mere bluff would be met with a full-force strike.
Now, humiliated in front of the world, Nusjuro's fury exploded.
"You insolent brat! You dare strike a Five Elder? I'll kill you!"
"Draw!"
BOOM!
Nusjuro's katana flashed from its sheath, unleashing a razor-sharp wave of energy that split Luo Yu's Haki in two.
The two forces collided, detonating in a shockwave that tore through the battlefield.
Hundreds of meters of ruins collapsed under the pressure.
Dust and debris filled the air once more.
Above the chaos, Nusjuro's voice roared:
"You damn brat! The Navy is nothing but a dog of the World Government, and you dare challenge my authority?"
"It seems the world has forgotten the terror of the Five Elders. I don't care if you defeated Kaido or killed Whitebeard!"
"To us, that's a joke!"
"Since you dared to strike me, let's see if you can withstand a blade I haven't drawn in decades!"
His fury echoed through the ruins.
Driven by rage, Nusjuro's aura exploded, scattering the dust in a single breath.
He stepped forward, blood still churning from the earlier blow.
He poured all his wrath into this next strike.
He had to make Luo Yu pay.
Only then could he reclaim the dignity he lost before the eyes of the world.
But just as these thoughts surged through his mind—
Sengoku's voice rang out, sharp and urgent:
"Luo Yu, are you insane? That's a Five Elder! Wasn't that a bit much?"
"Nusjuro, run! He's serious about the blade clash!"
Nusjuro froze.
Did he hear that right?
He was a Five Elder!
A legendary swordsman!
And Sengoku was telling him to run?
Was this a joke?
To him, it wasn't funny.
"Sengoku, shut your mouth! I am a Five Elder! The word 'retreat' doesn't exist in my vocabulary!"
He roared, scattering the dust with his surging aura.
But as he looked up—
His pupils shrank.
His bravado vanished.
There was only one word to describe his thoughts:
"What the hell?!"
Before him stood the towering form of Susanoo, nearly a hundred meters tall.
Its blade raised high, its aura shaking the heavens.
The sheer force locked onto him like a divine judgment.
Even Nusjuro felt his hair stand on end.
The blade came down like a mountain.
BOOM!
The sonic boom shattered the sky.
The slash tore through the heavens and earth alike.
In that moment, everyone on the battlefield saw only one thing:
A single, world-splitting strike.
The hundred-meter distance vanished in a blink.
Caught in the path, Nusjuro felt his scalp go numb.
As the slash filled his vision, he finally understood why Sengoku had told him to run.
If he had come ready to fight, he might have stood a chance.
But as a Five Elder, he had assumed no one would dare touch him.
He never imagined someone would go for the kill without hesitation.
One mistake.
Then another.
And now, facing Luo Yu's overwhelming assault, Nusjuro couldn't even defend himself.
All he could do was stare at the incoming blade and scream in helpless rage:
"You damn brat! I swear I'll kill you someday!"
BOOM!
The explosion rocked the battlefield like the end of the world.
The shockwave swept across Marineford and beyond.
Even pirates far out at sea felt the tremor.
Those with weaker strength were flung away like leaves in a storm.
The blast wave didn't stop—it tore through everything for kilometers in every direction.