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

"Please come with me!"

Although many thoughts flashed through Magellan's mind, he remained calm on the surface.

He did not search Rosen, Zefa and Borsalino who were about to enter the Imperial Prison like Domino did to Hancock. Instead, after a few greetings, he took them to a large elevator.

"If you use it, you can directly reach the Director's Office on the fourth floor."

"If we go this way, we can reach the sixth floor faster."

While Magellan was speaking, Domino, a blond man wearing a military uniform and red boots, stepped forward and started the elevator.

"Except Domino, everyone else, step back."

Considering that the purpose of Rosen and others' trip involved naval secrets, he did not forget to dismiss the accompanying prison staff, leaving only Domino, who was also the chief guard.

"Please, everyone."

When the elevator opened, Domino walked in first and pressed the door opening button.

Seeing this, Rosen and others didn't say anything and walked in.

crunch

After the elevator door closed, it immediately descended vertically all the way to the fourth floor.

click

With a slight earthquake, the descending elevator stopped, and then the door reopened, revealing a spacious office.

"From the fourth floor onwards, we can only walk."

Xiliu explained, came out of the elevator, and walked in front.

As soon as Rosen and others stepped out of the director's office, a flaming heat wave hit them in the face.

“Is this the burning hell?”

Rosen felt as if he was in a huge iron pot and was being roasted and boiled.

Although you won’t be roasted, it is inevitable that you will feel uncomfortable, especially after a long time, you will sweat profusely and your clothes will get wet.

Thinking of this, his mind turned, and his consciousness was poured into the Armament Haki, injecting the Armament Haki into his blood vessels to evolve actual defensive power.

From the outside, there seemed to be no changes, but as soon as the Blood Calming Suit was turned on, Rosen immediately noticed that the heat waves surrounding him were blocked, and the steaming feeling disappeared immediately.

The Static Blood Armor can defend not only against domineering aura, but also against all attacks that do not exceed the Static Blood Armor's endurance limit.

"Ok?"

Almost at the same time, Zefa, Borsalino, and Shiryu who was walking in front all looked at Rosen at the same time.

"what is this?"

"It's neither entangled nor hardened, nor does it flow outward, but it can block all intrusion from the outside world."

"Can Armament Haki be used like this?"

Borsalino and Zephyr were fine, as they already knew that Rosen had created the fifth armament color technique, but Shiryu was different.

The first time he saw Rosen's Static Blood Suit, he seemed to have reacquainted himself with the Armament Haki.

"Wait! If that's the case, then using this technique of internal destruction on him won't be completely ineffective, right?"

"Sure enough, this guy who hasn't even graduated from the military academy is not simple!"

"Maybe they are just like Borsalino, Sakaski and Kuzan back then, all monsters."

Xiliu glanced at Rosen and then looked away. Although his heart was in turmoil, he pretended to be calm and continued walking.

“Much more refreshing.”

After using the Blood Calming Suit, Rosen felt refreshed, without any irritability or heat anymore, so he looked around. What came into his sight was a huge pool of boiling blood and a blazing flame that was burning fiercely, covering almost the entire prison floor.

The entire prison floor is just as its name suggests.

Scorching hell.

"A flame?"

Rosen paused, looking at the blazing fire in all directions, and his heart moved.

Although it is said that even dogs would not eat the Flame-Flame Fruit, it cannot be denied that the ability of fire is powerful.

Especially in the New World, almost every powerful person who can be named has the ability of fire.

Kaido.

BIG MOM.

Shanks.

烬。

and many more.

It can be said that fire is almost a standard ability for the strong, or even the king.

If you don't have a fire that you can wield to show your face to others, you shouldn't be ashamed to call yourself king.

"If it were me, how would I master the power of fire?"

"It seems that Haki can't conjure fire out of thin air."

"What about the weapon fruit?"

Thinking of this, Rosen looked thoughtful, his pace gradually slowed down, his eyes staring straight at the blazing sea of ​​fire in all directions, gradually becoming absent-minded.

"Stop first."

Rosen's abnormality was noticed by Zefa at the first moment.

He did not explain the reason, but directly asked Xiliu, who was leading the way, to stop.

"Is it because you are old that you start to get out of breath after walking a few steps?"

"Teacher Zefa."

Borsalino teased, thinking that Zefa might not be able to bear the environment of this level of burning hell, so he had an asthma attack.

So, although his words were unpleasant, he still stopped.

"Humph!"

"You'd better open your eyes and don't blink."

"Otherwise, you will miss the wonderful scene."

Zefa crossed his arms and retorted to Borsalino.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Borsalino couldn't help but follow Zefa's gaze, which then stopped at Rosen.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing this, Xiliu's eyes fell on Rosen. It could be seen that the other party was just staring at the sea of ​​fire and the pool of blood, and he couldn't help but wonder.

Isn't it just flame?

I really don't know what's so good about it.

Xiliu thought that Rosen was curious and stopped to watch because he was young and it was his first time seeing the scorching hell in Impel Prison. However, he didn't know that in Rosen's sight, the scorching hell had disappeared.

As he continued to ponder, his consciousness came to a scene.

This is a modern city.

The night sky was dark and the moonlight was dim.

Right below the crescent moon hanging in the sky, a man wearing a haori with the number "10" embroidered on the back is confronting a figure in front of him who is wearing a white horn mask and exudes a murderous aura.

"Black Hollow?"

"This level of spiritual pressure is not something that Yachukas can possess."

"Could it be Vastold?"

Zhiba stared intently at the Niujiao Daxu in front of him, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his face.

This is Karakura Town, home to hundreds of thousands of humans.

If a Vastod-class Hollow were to go berserk, it would only take a few minutes to destroy the entire Karakura Town.

"Roar!"

Sudden.

Niu Jiao Da Xu seemed to have lost his patience. The corners of his mouth cracked, and with a roar that reached the sky, a terrifying spiritual pressure swept over, rushing straight into the sky with an overwhelming force.

"Hey."

"Who sent you here?"

Shiba Isshin raised his hand and drew out his Zanpakutō, while at the same time not forgetting to inquire about the matter of Gyukaku Daihou.

however.

The response he got was a sharp whistle, and then Niu Jiao Da Hollow disappeared from his original spot and appeared in front of Shiba Isshin as if he had teleported. His hands were like sharp blades, dragging the violent airflow and slashing straight down.

"Aren't you going to answer?"

Zhiba Isshin raised his sword to block Niujiao Daxu's hands, which were like sharp blades. He brushed past him and came behind him. He stared at Niujiao Daxu with cold eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person:

"Burn, Yanyue."

He shouted loudly, and the Zanpakutō in his hand devoured the violent flames that gushed out and illuminated the night sky. Then he rushed out in an arrow step, and the man, the sword, and the flames merged into one, turning into a flaming blade that burned through the night sky and swept towards the Ox-horned Hollow.

click

Just as the flaming blade was about to devour Niu Jiao Daxu, the scene in front of him suddenly cracked into pieces like a mirror falling to the ground, and then shattered.

nightfall.

Moonlight.

Shiba Isshin.

The horns of the ox are very hollow.

And the Zanpakutō that was spewing flames and almost dyeing the crescent moon in the sky red disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

at the same time.

The scorching and oppressive prison, the boiling pool of blood below, and the flames that enveloped the surroundings all returned one by one under Rosen's gaze.

From beginning to end, he was on the fourth floor of Impel Prison.

Hot hell.

He never left even a step.

All the scenes just now were just what he imagined with his extraordinary enlightenment.

In this regard.

Rosen didn't care at all, his attention was completely immersed in the information that suddenly popped up in his mind.

[You have an extraordinary comprehension. Through visualization and self-realization, combined with the superhuman weapon fruit, you have realized a unique skill: Yanyue.]

……