Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

"Are you ready?"

"This time, you must hold your black knife tightly."

"Don't ever let go of your hand again."

Rosen looked down at Djorakol Mihawk at his feet.

"You don't have to tell me, I can do it too."

"This time."

"I will let you know that you can only destroy my body, but you can never cut off my black sword."

Djorakol Mihawk's nerves were tense, his eyes cold and tough.

He knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Rosen.

But now that he has the chance to start over, he must prove one thing and wash away the shame that he and Ye have just endured.

That is, the body of a great swordsman can be cut off, but the black sword of a great swordsman can never be cut off.

"is it?"

Hearing this, Rosen's lips curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with a fierce and scarlet light.

"Why can't I sense his breath all of a sudden?"

Just as Joracol Mihawk was about to use his Observation Haki to see the future, he was shocked to find that he could not sense Rosen's breath, nor could he use his Observation Haki to foresee the future.

Just as he was moved, Rosen, who was standing between Susanoo's eyebrows, had disappeared.

at the same time.

Joracol Mihawk felt his eyes go dark, and with his extremely perceptive eagle eyes he could barely see a hand getting bigger and bigger in his sight, and then it covered his face.

Five fingers spread out, locking the entire face like dragon claws.

咻

next second.

Rosen flashed in front of Joracol Mihawk, grabbed his face with one hand, blasted him away from the island with the sword, and slapped him into the vast ocean.

bang

Like a loud thunder, it cuts through the sky with mighty power, and splits the sea into a crescent shape.

The terrifying force was venting wantonly in the sky and sea of ​​the South China Sea.

Even though this is a vast ocean, its terrain is still changed again and again like land.

sometimes.

Huge waves rise from the sea.

sometimes.

A terrifying chasm splits the sea a thousand meters wide.

sometimes.

The dome and the clouds were torn into pieces.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

When the domineering power tore through the sea of ​​clouds, when the slash cut through the sea, when the loud noise resounded through the sky and the sea, everything disappeared, and the sea surface, which had been changed time and time again and left with thousands of holes, returned to its original state.

On the island that was previously cut into two halves by Rosen, a bloody figure was lying on the right half of the island, and a black knife that was broken into two halves was scattered on the left half of the island.

In the same place.

The most powerful swordsman in the world fell twice.

In the same place.

The world's strongest black sword was cut off twice.

The only difference was that Jurakol Mihawk's right hand was now tightly gripping a hilt that was connected to a small part of the blade.

Obviously.

He fulfilled what he had said just now and never let go of the black knife in his hand from beginning to end.

however.

"Whether you hold the night tightly in your hands or let it go."

"As long as I want, destroying you or your sword is just a matter of a snap of my fingers."

"do you understand?"

"Joracol Mihawk."

Rosen was standing in the same place with Susanoo, looking down at Djorakol Mihawk and the severed Black Blade Night with the same vision.

silence.

There was no response.

now.

Djorakol Mihawk was lying on the blood-stained rock. His eagle eyes, which were once as sharp as a knife, had become dull and his face, which was once heroic, had become decadent and wooden.

Black Blade Night was cut off for the second time.

In particular, the positions where the blade was cut by Rosen twice were different.

This undoubtedly destroyed all his confidence and pride as a swordsman on a spiritual level.

"It seems that you have understood."

The silent answer is the best answer.

After getting the answer from Djorakol Mihawk, Rosen ignored Hawkeye who seemed to have lost his soul.

He knew it clearly through the perception of Observation Haki.

Even the most powerful swordsman in the world, even someone with an indomitable will like Djordje Mihawk, after experiencing the painful blow of having his Black Blade Night cut off for the second time, could only sink into the abyss of despair for a moment and could hardly escape.

and so.

Rosen focused his attention on the information emerging in his mind.

[Your comprehension is extraordinary. Through the battle with Jurakol Mihawk and the practice of Qi body origin, your three-color domineering power has been significantly improved.]

[The strength of Armament Haki increases by 23%. ]

[The strength of Observation Haki increases by 15%. 】

[The strength of the Conqueror's Haki increases by 19%. 】

……

Although the increase in the three-color domineering power is still in double digits, none of them exceeds 30%.

Rosen was not disappointed.

With his current strength, it would be impossible for Djorakol Mihawk alone to increase his three-color domineering by three digits, not even 50%.

Moreover, although it was only a double-digit increase, it was still less than 30%, especially the increase in Observation Haki and Conqueror Haki, which was less than 20%. However, this does not mean that the improvement is not large.

On the contrary, with Rosen's current level of domineering power, even a one percent increase would be a significant improvement in both the strength and quality of his domineering power.

Not to mention that his Conqueror's Haki and Observation Haki's increases were both over ten percent, while his Armament Haki's had reached over twenty percent.

In addition to the improvement of the three colors of domineering, there is also the devil fruit.

Just after Rosen looked at the increase in the three-color domineering power, the picture in front of his eyes began to blur and flicker.

In an instant.

The South China Sea world before him, the black sword Night that was broken in two, and Joracol Mihawk who was still immersed in the shock of his broken sword and had not yet recovered, all disappeared.

Instead, there was a desolate wilderness and three figures wearing captain's haori and death suits, confronting each other.

"Draw your sword!"

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni raised the cane in his hand and exerted force with his five fingers. The entire cane was instantly shattered into pieces, revealing the Zanpakutō hidden inside the cane.

锵

He held the hilt in one hand and the scabbard in the other. The moment he pulled out his Zanpakutō completely, a powerful sword pressure suddenly surged, knocking the two Gotei captains in front of him away.

"at this point."

"No need to say anything more."

"It's no use saying anything more."

As soon as Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni finished speaking, he inserted the blade of his Zanpakutō into his body with his backhand, then raised his arms high and his body shook.

The captain's feather robe rose up without wind, separated from his body, and floated in the air, revealing his sturdy and strong muscles in the air.

Followed by.

His whole body was ablaze with red flames that burned as fiercely as fire, raising the temperature around him wildly.

"Everything in the universe will turn to ashes, and the blade will flow like fire."

Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni's eyes glowed red like fire, but his gaze was as cold as a knife as he stared at the two disciples who were confronting him in front of him.

bang

The spiritual pressure flame that was originally just covering his entire body suddenly exploded.

The Zanpakutō in his hand, as the name Ryujin Jakka was called out, instantly released a raging flame like a prairie fire, and carried with it the blazing heat that swept in all directions.

In an instant, the land and sky of Seireitei were burned red.

The barren mountains and wilderness immediately turned into a blazing furnace.