A terrifying slash nearly left a hundred-meter gash on this obscure island before slowly dissipating. Blocking the Fostered Slash, Kizaru 's expression became solemn.
Behind his sunglasses, his eyes were very serious.
"I underestimated you. Perhaps the Marines have underestimated you too!"
Step by step, he walked toward Rojen, extending his right hand as a golden light sword appeared rapidly.
This brilliantly colored light sword emanated high temperatures, reminiscent of the laser swords from some sci-fi movies in Rojen's past life. The sword light burned even the air, making it scorchingly hot in the void.
Rojen's gaze became sharp as he walked forward, holding Ryūjin Jakka with one hand.
"Kizaru, you better be on exceedingly high alert." His voice was stern and cold, causing Kizaru 's eyes to narrow instantly. "After all, my objective this time is simply to hold you back, not to."
He paused, and the meaning in his next words was extremely grim.
"Kill you!"
Kizaru 's pupils contracted, narrowing into a dangerous slit.
"It seems I've been underestimated." As he flicked his right hand towards the void, the pale golden light sword erupted with terrifying speed, as if the air exploded around it.
This is not the Anime World, but the real one. Kizaru's Ama no Murakumo had transformed into the sharpest and terrifying weapon. Even someone who knows no sword arts might unleash unimaginable combat power wielding this weapon.
"You dare to utter such arrogant words, saying you can kill me. No matter what, I am a Marines Admiral!"
Kizaru paused in his steps and then strode forward, his expression becoming incredibly fierce.
Rojen's pupils also narrowed as he slightly tightened his grip on the Zanpakutō in his right hand.
At this moment, the two appeared to be nonchalant, neither launching an attack. But both were acutely aware that once the battle commenced, it would undoubtedly be explosive.
After three breaths, the two almost simultaneously stood still. Then, their eyes suddenly widened.
"Whoosh!"
A crisp sound emerged from the void, an air-splitting noise! Produced by their extraordinary speed, a violent sound of cutting through the air! Looking at where they had originally stood, both had completely vanished.
"Whoosh!"
A sudden gust of wind rose at the center of the space where the two had previously been separated.
"Crackle!" Golden lightning flickered incessantly as two swords clashed.
"Ama no Murakumo!"
"Fostered Slash!"
Explosive lightning continuously radiated from the point of their clash, and the ground beneath their feet began to crumble.
"You truly surprise me, Rojen. With such power, no wonder even Dragon suffered a great loss!"
Rojen narrowed his eyes, taking a step back.
"Should I also say, this is truly the power of an Admiral?"
At the moment of their clash, all trees within nearly twenty meters behind Kizaru were severed, and the ground was riddled with cracks. Behind Rojen, however, it was completely quiet, with no signs of destruction.
Rojen knew this wasn't because Kizaru's destructive power was inferior, but because he had concentrated all the force of that strike into his sword.
This power only erupted at this moment.
His eyes tightened, and Rojen floated back, sliding ten meters across the ground before the enormous force was fully dissipated.
"A clever way to disperse the force." Kizaru praised, but his gaze turned cold again. "However, I can unleash these lightspeed attacks infinitely! How many times can you block them?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure dissolved into golden light, and in an instant, he appeared above Rojen.
His justice cloak fluttered violently, and Ama no Murakumo burned the air. The radiant golden light resembled the sun, with the high temperature and speed generating immense potential and kinetic energy, descending upon Rojen.
This was an overwhelmingly powerful strike, concentrated and penetrating, capable of being unleashed infinitely.
And this was the power of an Admiral! The Logia Pika Pika no Mi (Glint-Glint Fruit), Kizaru's strength!
As the sword came down, Kizaru's eyes flashed with confusion.
"Missed?"
Looking ahead, he saw Rojen dissipate like an illusion.
"Seeping crest of turbidity. Arrogant vessel of lunacy. Boil forth and deny. Grow numb and flicker. Disrupt sleep. Crawling queen of iron. Eternally self-destructing doll of mud. Unite. Repulse. Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness!!"
A faint voice came from behind Kizaru, sounding as if it were hundreds of meters away.
This voice sent shivers down Kizaru 's spine, a chilling sensation enveloping his entire body, making his back cold.
At this moment, Rojen, after using Shunpo, stood in the void. He extended one hand, his expression cold. As he uttered the first few words, his right hand suddenly clenched.
"Hadō 90!"
"Kurohitsugi!"
"Boom!"
Kizaru 's eyes widened as he saw black threads rapidly extending around him, intertwining and merging with terrifying speed, finally forming a rectangular box-like structure.
This structure was a hundred meters long and twenty meters wide.
And he found himself trapped within this object.
"Buzz, Buzz, Buzz!"
The void trembled, and Kizaru suddenly looked up, his pupils constricting.
"What is this?"
"A coffin!?"
As the heavy, dark, and eerie coffin lid appeared, Kizaru realized that he was indeed surrounded by Kurohitsugi.
"Close!"
Rojen's cold voice echoed from a distance.
"Boom!"
Dust flew everywhere, and the entire nameless island shook violently. Kizaru's figure was completely enveloped in the black coffin, disappearing from sight.
Hadō 90— Kurohitsugi!
Rojen showed no mercy to Kizaru, launching a high-level Hadō technique right off the bat. Among the Shinigami, the incantation of Hadō was on par with the power of a Zanpakutō attack. And Yamamoto's, of course, was even more terrifying, not to mention that he was using the fully incanted Kurohitsugi at this moment.
This terrifying power erupted in an instant.
Standing within Kurohitsugi, Kizaru watched as shadow blades shot out from the coffin walls, launching a relentless barrage of attacks from all directions.
Kizaru's expression changed dramatically!
'What a bizarre technique!' Kizaru swore he had never seen anything like it!
"Where did that kid learn such a move? It's almost as if it doesn't belong to this world! I have to admit, I really underestimated him!"
Standing in the void, Rojen gazed down below.
Five breaths later.
"Boom!"
Brilliant light erupted, and the black coffin seemed to melt away under the endless golden light, rapidly vanishing.
A golden silhouette stepped out, the justice cloak billowing behind him.
"Rojen, you are strong!" A voice filled with respect emerged from that silhouette. Therefore, I have decided to use my full strength to battle with you!"
(End Of This Chapter)
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