A terrifying pressure enveloped Rojen, and the imposing manner emanating from Kizaru made him tremble uncontrollably.
The Admiral's coercion was as severe as a prison!
"I will beat you half to death and take you back to Marine Headquarters. The guys at Headquarters will surely find a way to pry the information about that woman from you."
Kizaru took slow, deliberate steps while speaking casually.
But suddenly, his eyes became serious, and he halted his advance.
"This kid!"
At that moment, an incomparably vast imposing manner erupted from the already heavily injured Rojen.
"Haoshoku? No, it's not!"
Kizaru instantly denied it; this was a strong and domineering aura, a strange mental power capable of suppressing others, but it was not Haoshoku.
"That tickled."
Blood dripped from the corner of Rojen's mouth as he slowly lifted his head, and a sudden smile broke out on his face.
This smile was so confident, so free-spirited, and even contained a hint of excitement.
Yes, Rojen was trembling with excitement at this moment. He gently lowered the Rainbow Abyss Sword in his right hand, his gaze softening as he spoke to the sword itself. "Rainbow Abyss, you can take a break for now."
Then, he raised his head to meet the cautious gaze of Kizaru, who had stopped moving.
"Admiral Kizaru, let me see your power."
Kizaru raised an eyebrow, feeling that this kid was a bit strange.
"Buzz!"
In the next second, an overwhelming mental pressure suddenly erupted from his body, and the faces of all the Marines present changed dramatically as they stared at Rojen, who was even bent over due to his injuries, trembling all over.
"What is this?!"
This was a completely different power from Haki; this new power erupted explosively from Rojen's body. It even illuminated his surroundings in blue, as if blue lightning was flickering.
Slowly, Rojen extended his right hand.
A staff made of countless red and purple particles appeared in his grasp.
"Now, let me show you my power, Kizaru." A reckless smile appeared on Rojen's lips as he spoke slowly. "I hope you won't be too surprised!"
"..." Kizaru was about to say something but quickly closed his mouth.
His eyes deepened, sensing that this kid had suddenly changed; it was not just his power, but even his mental state seemed transformed.
In front of him, Rojen's attire had changed form, and he was now clad in a black robe.
Over the black robe, a white feather cloak billowed, swaying in the breeze, resembling the Marine's justice cloak.
Moreover, Rojen's body was rapidly healing; the wounds on him and the blood at the corner of his mouth were transforming into specks of light, merging quickly with him.
It was as if, in that instant, Rojen's physique had changed, composed of some magical particles.
Standing before Kizaru, Rojen now slightly closed his eyes with a faint smile on his face.
He was not worried at all about the Marines present, not even about a potential sneak attack from an Admiral.
At this moment, he was slowly experiencing this new power.
After that loud shout, the system had immediately randomized a possession for him.
And the character he possessed, along with its power, did not disappoint him at all.
"The power of flames?"
Feeling the ghost's power rapidly merging with him, altering his physique, and swiftly enhancing his strength, Rojen's lips curled into a smile.
In the brief moment just now, a burst of colorful light flashed before his eyes, and a serious old man in black clothing, leaning on a staff, stepped toward him.
In an instant, they merged into one.
"Spent 500 Million Belly, possession of Yamamoto Genryūsai Shigekuni successful!" The system's cold voice rang out at that moment, causing Rojen's right hand to tremble. The staff instantly shattered, transforming into an ordinary-looking Zanpakutō.
"The Captain-Commander of the Gotei 13 (Thirteen Court Guard Squads)s, huh? What a nice possession!" Rojen's state of mind was calm as he muttered with a smile on his face.
Countless experiences, skills, Kidō, Zanpakutō, and methods for Bankai flashed rapidly before his eyes, merging with him.
In the instant of possession, that enormous power forcibly transformed his body into that of a Shinigami.
Facing the strongest combat power of the Marines, Kizaru, who possessed the Pika Pika no Mi (Glint-Glint Fruit), the character Rojen summoned this time was also excessively powerful.
With the strongest fire-type Zanpakutō, known as the strongest Shinigami of a millennium, Captain Yamamoto.
"Fire."
Rojen's gaze sharpened as he pondered.
This action was for Rouge, but also for the future of Ace. And Ace controlled the Mera Mera no Mi (Flame-Flame Fruit), the power of flames.
"It's truly a perfect match!" With a sigh in his heart, he suddenly fixed his gaze on Kizaru.
"Kizaru."
"Hmm?"
Kizaru's eyes were fixed on Rojen.
"Fighting here will affect the civilians; let's change locations," Rojen spoke softly.
Ryūjin Jakka's attribute is an all-range fire attack with an extensive coverage area and terrifying power. If fully unleashed, it could even engulf an entire island, burning Baterilla Island to the ground.
"Hehe, I'm afraid that won't be necessary." With a light laugh, Kizaru's figure suddenly vanished.
Before Rojen, a brilliant light appeared, almost like teleportation, a flash of lightning that was gone in an instant.
With a swift motion, Rojen raised his Zanpakutō.
"Bang!"
The ground beneath him exploded with spiderweb-like cracks spreading outwards, shaking the entire street in an instant.
However, Rojen remained motionless, his right hand holding the Zanpakutō forward, the blade's edge illuminated by Kizaru's golden foot.
"Oh? You've suddenly become much stronger."
No one understood Kizaru's power better than he did; a kick delivered at lightspeed, even without any added force, would unleash a terrifying explosive output that no one could withstand.
This kid is quite strange!
"Do you think this is the end?" Rojen's voice suddenly rang out, causing Kizaru's eyes to narrow.
In the next moment, Rojen's left hand quickly rose, and he murmured.
"Hadō 96."
Before he finished speaking, a crimson flame erupted from his left hand, rapidly growing.
"Ittō Kasō (Single Blade Cremation; Viz "Flame Sword Burial")!"
"Boom!"
A brilliant, sword-shaped flame surged toward Kizaru's face.
"Hmm?" Kizaru's pupils contracted as he quickly elementalized.
An immense sword-shaped flame, nearly thirty feet tall, shot up into the sky, slashing diagonally.
This flame contained an incredibly explosive heat, capable of incinerating everything in its path.
In less than a breath, it soared nearly a hundred meters high, forcibly removing the roof of a building.
From a distance, it looked like a giant, swinging a massive flaming sword, roaring in anger.
At that moment, all the Marines watching from nearby gasped in shock.
(End Of This Chapter)
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