The war raged across the battlefield—
Sanji vs. The Waifu Thieves – His flames burned hotter than ever before, each kick sending traitors into the abyss.
Namaki vs. The NTR Cultists – He tore through them, his pure loyalty acting as a barrier against their treacherous touch.
Zeref vs. The Chadlords – His mind sharper than any blade, he fought using the forbidden art of counter-rizz.
But then—
Anitwitter Supreme made his move.
He sacrificed his own army.
Absorbing their energy.
Becoming something more.
His body morphed, his aura corrupting the battlefield.
⚠ [ ANITWITTER SUPREME: FINAL PHASE ACTIVATED ] ⚠
"You fools thought this was my true form? I have walked the Path of the Purists for 1000 years… and now… I am GOD."
A wave of dark energy blasted across the land.
And in that moment—all hope seemed lost.
Until a voice rang out.
A new figure stepped forward.
A warrior long thought lost to time.
A legend of the old era.
"Yo, sorry I'm late."
A man in a black jacket stepped onto the battlefield.
His silver hair shined under the broken moonlight.
His eyes burned with untamed energy.
His presence alone made Anitwitter Supreme take a step back.
Hawk had arrived.