The Monster Who Learned Haki in Three Days Shocked Even Garp 8: Chapter 8 — As Long as Light Exists, He Cannot Die!
The Monster Who Learned Haki in Three Days Shocked Even Garp Everyone ran desperately into the depths of Mount Colubo.
Branches snapped beneath their feet.
The ground trembled violently.
They had barely covered several hundred meters when— BOOOOOOM!!!
A catastrophic explosion erupted behind them.
The entire mountain shook.
Birds scattered wildly into the sky while beasts throughout the forest fled in panic.
A massive shockwave tore through the woods, snapping surrounding trees apart like brittle twigs.
Dust and smoke surged upward, blotting out the sunlight temporarily.
Garp immediately turned his back toward the explosion, shielding Ace and the others from the debris using his own body.
When the rumbling finally subsided— Monkey D.
Garp rushed forward instantly.
The clearing where Dadan’s cabin once stood nearby had vanished completely.
In its place remained a gigantic crater dozens of meters wide.
And at the bottom— Kahn lay motionless.
His clothes had been entirely burned away from atmospheric friction.
His skin glowed bright red from extreme heat.
In several areas, charred cracks spread across his body like broken porcelain.
The sight was horrifying.
For the first time in years— Garp genuinely panicked.
He leaped directly into the crater.
His massive hand trembled slightly while reaching toward Kahn’s nose.
No breathing.
Garp’s expression instantly changed.
The old marine prepared to forcefully restart Kahn’s heartbeat— Then suddenly— “COUGH!!” Kahn’s chest convulsed violently.
A mouthful of stale air escaped his lungs.
Slowly, his bloodshot eyes opened.
He was alive.
Above the crater, sunlight finally pierced through the smoke and dust once more.
Golden light illuminated Kahn’s broken body.
Then something unbelievable happened.
The charred skin began peeling away gradually.
Fresh new flesh regenerated visibly beneath it.
The burns faded.
The cracks closed.
His breathing stabilized rapidly.
It resembled photosynthesis.
As long as light existed— He would not die.
Garp collapsed onto the ground nearby while wiping sweat from his forehead.
“You little brat…” “You scared the hell out of me!” For once, the Hero of the Marines truly looked shaken.
Kahn simply stared upward at the smoke-covered sky while lying at the bottom of the crater.
Despite his miserable appearance— He smiled.
A genuine smile.
“Old man…” “The view up there…” “…was incredible.” Garp nearly punched him again immediately.
But after seeing Kahn’s condition, he forcibly restrained himself.
“Incredible my ass!” “If you try killing yourself again, I’ll break your legs personally!” Kahn laughed weakly.
Although reckless, the trip had not been meaningless.
He finally understood his current limitations clearly.
The atmosphere itself restricted him.
His body simply had not evolved enough yet to survive beyond it.
Which meant— He still needed more sunlight.
More growth.
More power.
“Kahn…” A small voice called from above.
Portgas D.
Ace carefully peeked over the crater edge.
His expression looked complicated.
Shock.
Confusion.
Worry.
And beneath all of it— A deep sense of awe.
Kahn had fallen from thirty thousand meters above the Earth.
Yet he survived.
Not only survived— He could still joke afterward.
Ace clenched his fists silently.
The difference between them felt overwhelming.
“Kahn…” “…Are you okay?” Kahn slowly pushed himself upright.
Most of his injuries had already healed beneath the sunlight.
Only his burnt hair remained as evidence of what happened.
“I’m fine.” “Just hungry.” Then he stood up naturally.
Seeing that, the nearby Dadan Family nearly fainted collectively.
Curly Dadan stared at the enormous crater before staring back at Kahn.
Her vision rolled backward instantly.
Then she fainted.
Enough was enough.
A monster had literally fallen from the sky beside her home.
At this point, Dadan genuinely doubted the cabin would survive much longer.
That night, something unusual happened.
Garp did not force the twins to train.
Instead, he sat silently beside the campfire while watching Kahn devour enormous amounts of food.
The old marine’s expression remained unusually serious.
Kahn’s physique had completely exceeded normal understanding.
If this continued, the brat might genuinely kill himself accidentally one day.
Which meant— He needed to learn Haki immediately.
Especially Busoshoku Haki.
“Kahn.” Garp tossed aside a bone while speaking.
“From tomorrow onward, no more flying.” “If you dare leave the ground again without permission, I’ll tie Seastone to your legs and throw you into the ocean.” For once, there was no joking tone in his voice.
Kahn swallowed his food before nodding calmly.
“…Fair enough.” He also understood he had pushed too far this time.
At his current stage, building a proper foundation mattered more than reckless exploration.
Then Kahn looked directly toward Garp.
“Teach me Haki.” “I want to learn the technique that turns your body black.” Garp grinned slightly.
“Oh?” “You wanna learn?” “Then prepare to lose several layers of skin.” He pointed toward Ace.
“You too.” Ace immediately looked up from gnawing meat.
“I can learn too?!” “Of course.” Garp snorted.
“Or do you plan on spending your whole life eating Kahn’s dust?” Instantly, fire reignited within Ace’s eyes.
“Who’d eat his dust?!” “I’ll definitely surpass him someday!” Kahn silently tossed another piece of firewood into the flames.
Surpass me?
That would be difficult.
After all— His cheat literally hung in the sky itself.
As long as the sun continued shining, his growth possessed no limit.
Yet despite that confidence, Kahn unconsciously touched his chest.
The suffocating pain from the upper atmosphere still lingered vividly in his memory.
One day— He would fly beyond this sky completely.
Beyond the atmosphere.
Beyond the stars themselves.
And when that day came— Even Mary Geoise would become nothing more than dirt beneath his feet.
The following days became hell.
Real hell.
Garp personally opened the gates toward Haki training for two children barely three and a half years old.
Armament Haki sounded mystical in theory.
But fundamentally, it represented the manifestation of spiritual willpower coating the body externally like invisible armor.
Simple concept.
Impossible execution.
Especially for Kahn.
His body had already become absurdly powerful physically.
Applying Haki onto it felt like attempting to paint an indestructible steel wall using bare hands.
Nothing adhered properly.
“IDIOT!!” Boom!!
Garp punched Kahn directly in the forehead.
This time, he used advanced Armament Haki.
Ryuo.
The force bypassed Kahn’s monstrous external durability entirely before exploding internally.
Kahn’s vision blurred instantly.
The pain felt unlike physical injury.
It resembled someone hammering his soul directly.
“Stop relying on your muscles!” Garp roared loudly enough to shake nearby trees.
“Use your spirit!” “Imagine your willpower becoming harder than steel!” Kahn rubbed his forehead while sitting cross-legged beneath the sunlight.
The solar radiation gradually eased the dizziness.
At moments like this, Kahn clearly understood something important.
He was overpowered.
But not omniscient.
Reading manga in a previous life differed completely from training personally inside this world.
Meanwhile, Ace looked even worse.
Garp had beaten him into a swollen mess repeatedly.
Yet despite lying on the ground panting heavily— Ace never cried.
The fierce gaze of a wolf cub still remained in his eyes.
“Again!” Ace forced himself upright while gripping a wooden stick tightly.
He attempted channeling his willpower into the weapon.
Crack.
The stick shattered instantly.
Garp casually picked his nose again.
“Still trash.” “But at least your fighting spirit isn’t bad.” Nearby, Kahn closed his eyes once more.
This time, he stopped thinking about muscles entirely.
Instead— He focused on emotion.
Pride.
Willpower.
Protection.
Desire.
And perhaps above all— Arrogance.
As a transmigrator carrying memories from another world— As someone possessing a Kryptonian template— Kahn unconsciously viewed most people in this world as primitive beings not yet fully evolved.
That superiority complex itself became a kind of spiritual force.
A faint black aura suddenly appeared.
Thin as smoke.
Barely visible.
It wrapped briefly around Kahn’s fingertips.
Only for an instant.
Yet it was real.
Armament Haki.
Garp’s finger froze mid-nose-pick.
His pupils contracted sharply.
Three days.
This brat only needed three days to grasp the fundamentals.
Even geniuses inside Marine Headquarters required months.
“…Ridiculous.” Garp slowly stood up while dusting dirt from his pants.
“That’s enough training for today.” Ace immediately protested.
“I can still continue!” “Continue my ass.” Garp kicked him flat instantly.
“Haste ruins everything.” Then the old marine suddenly looked toward the distant coastline.
His expression changed immediately.
The previously clear skies above East Blue rapidly darkened beneath heavy storm clouds.
The wind shifted.
Gone was the warm ocean breeze.
In its place came a cold, oppressive gale carrying enormous pressure.
Kahn opened his eyes slowly.
His enhanced hearing instantly detected unusual sounds.
Torn sails flapping violently.
Massive waves striking wood.
And beneath all of it— A heartbeat.
A single heartbeat powerful enough to echo across kilometers.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Like war drums shaking the sea itself.
Kahn’s pupils narrowed.
Only a true top-tier monster could possess such terrifying vitality.
Nearby, Garp’s usual playful attitude disappeared completely.
For the first time in days— The Hero of the Marines looked genuinely serious.
He adjusted the collar of his justice coat slowly.
“You two stay here.” Then he roared toward the cabin.
“DADAN!” Dadan nearly jumped through the roof in fright before scrambling outside immediately.
“Y-Yes?!
Vice Admiral Garp?!” “Watch them.” The moment Garp finished speaking— He vanished.
Not through Geppo.
Not through flight.
But pure speed.
Soru.
Even with Kahn’s enhanced vision, he barely caught the fading afterimage.
Ace slowly climbed back to his feet while staring toward the direction Garp disappeared.
“…What’s wrong with that old man?” “I’ve never seen him act this serious before.” Kahn slowly stood up.
Then brushed dirt from his clothes calmly.
“Let’s go see.”