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The new fanfiction "Naruto: I, Black Zetsu, Won't Let History Repeat" is now completely translated and fully published on my P@treon! 🎉
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When the raging crescent torrent dissipates.
Rosen held a long sword and slashed the moon, standing on the surface of the sea, maintaining the action of swinging the sword to Getsuga Tenshō.
As for the person in front of him, Dracule Mihawk and the supreme sword Yoru in his hand had disappeared.
The only thing left was a hole like a deep well on the rolling sea surface.
It looks pitch black and you can't see the bottom at all. There is no doubt that as long as you jump into the deep well, you can go all the way from the sea surface to the bottom of the sea.
Obviously.
The sea was pierced by the Getsuga Tenshō that Rosen had just wrapped around the Getsuga Tenshō Sword, forming a terrifying deep well in the sea.
As for Dracule Mihawk.
Naturally, he was chopped down to the depths of the sea by a single blow.
"Hehehe!"
Rosen stood in mid-air, his pupils, shrouded in red light, sweeping towards the sea beneath his feet. He seemed to see something and chuckled.
Just as the deep well formed by the Getsuga Tenshō that blasted through the sea surface was rapidly filling up with the irrigation of a large amount of sea water and was about to return to its original state, his left hand holding the short knife Zangetsu suddenly raised up and swung it downwards.
Snap
The boundless South Blue was forcibly cut in half like a birthday cake, leaving behind a chasm five hundred meters long and one kilometer deep.
As the sea was cut and broken, Dracule Mihawk's figure was exposed in the air again.
at this time.
He clenched the Yoru in both hands and made a chopping motion as if with a knife.
However, the sea surface was cut off, and his original intention to take advantage of the sea's cover to release a slashing wave to retaliate against Rosen was exposed and interrupted.
This change undoubtedly made Dracule Mihawk completely understand one thing.
Rosen's Observation Haki can also see the future, and the future he sees is even farther away than what he has seen.
After realizing this.
Dracule Mihawk did not swing his sword again. Instead, he took advantage of the brief gap when the sea split into two and had not yet completely closed. He stepped into the void and shot out of the seabed like an arrow, standing on a wooden board that was drifting with the waves.
It was one of the wreckages of a Marine ship that he had chased all the way back to the South Blue from the Grand Line and finally cut off.
At this moment, this part of the wreckage has become his resting place.
After breaking out of the sea.
Dracule Mihawk was breathing softly, and on his slightly heaving chest, there was a scarlet wound deep enough to see the bone, but his hawk-like eyes were still as sharp as a knife.
"It's really tough!"
"As expected of a great swordsman who is close to being the strongest in the world."
"Then you should be clear about the gap between you and me."
Rosen was not surprised to see that Dracule Mihawk did not fall down after taking a blow from Getsuga Tenshō, but instead looked like he still had the strength to fight again.
Among the monsters standing at the top of the sea, unless they are really old, which one is not a blood cow?
Dracule Mihawk is currently in his early thirties.
Even though the swordsman is usually set to be a fragile character with high attack and thin skin, his health bar is still very thick.
It is difficult to clear the health bar unless the heart is pierced or the throat is cut.
The most important thing is that Dracule Mihawk is always calm and steady when fighting, and never gives anyone a chance to take advantage of him.
Unlike Kozuki Oden, who dared to be distracted during the battle and exposed fatal flaws.
It's not like the old Garp, who is already fragile and has little blood, but dares to distract himself to protect the Deserter King.
The only way to defeat a flawless swordsman like Dracule Mihawk is to crush him head-on with absolute strength.
conspiracy.
A sneak attack.
It is difficult to play a substantial role.
"In the past, many of those defeated dogs who fell before me possessed strength that surpassed mine before they were defeated by me."
"But the person standing in front of you now is still me."
"He who dares to swing his sword against those stronger than himself is called a swordsman."
Upon hearing this, Dracule Mihawk's expression, eyes, and heart remained unchanged.
Just as he said.
Many of the opponents he faced in the past were superior to him before the fight, but he was still the winner in the end.
"You are not a pure swordsman."
"So, there's a lack of a deep understanding of swordsmen."
"Every time a sword is swung against a powerful enemy, it is not only the sword that becomes stronger, but also the swordsman who wields it, forged by the extremes of life and death."
As Dracule Mihawk finished speaking, a powerful Haki burst out from his body.
sniff
Huge black and red lightning, like violent dragons flying in the sky, lingered around his body and wrapped around his Yoru.
"Maybe it's just like you said. I really lack this understanding."
"After all, it's different from you fighting to the death against a powerful enemy and struggling to surpass an opponent stronger than you."
"In the past, it seemed as if I only needed to sleep to defeat those who were stronger than me. After a day, those who were superior to me yesterday could only look up at me from behind, until they were no longer able to reach me. Those who were originally weaker than me, no matter how hard they tried, how much they trained, or how much they became stronger, would never be able to match me for the rest of their lives."
Rosen nodded slightly, acknowledging what Dracule Mihawk said.
"So, you really have never been defeated!"
When Dracule Mihawk heard this, he couldn't even think that this man was too arrogant.
Because he knew that Rosen was just telling the truth.
However, after learning everything, the fighting spirit in his eyes became even stronger.
"There was none in the past, there is none now, and there will be none in the future."
Rosen shook his head.
"That's because you haven't met me."
Dracule Mihawk stared straight into Rosen's eyes and dispelled the Armament Haki that was lingering in the Yoru.
A strange scene appeared.
Before, he used the Advanced Armament Haki to temporarily transform the supreme sword in his hand into a black sword.
But now, after the Armament Haki was retracted, Yoru still maintained the state of the black sword.
"Have you refined the black sword?"
When Rosen saw this scene, he didn't get surprised but laughed instead.
"I want to thank you, Rosen."
"Help me forge the world's strongest black sword."
"If you hadn't remotely controlled Susanoo to fight me, and if you hadn't pushed me into danger time and time again, it would have been difficult for Yoru and I to take the final step to becoming the strongest in the world."
Although Dracule Mihawk was seriously injured and his health bar dropped sharply, his fighting spirit and strength exceeded his pre-injury self.
The moment when Rosen chopped him down to the bottom of the sea and refined him into a black sword.
Not only did Yoru, as a swordsman, cross the last distance to becoming the world's strongest black sword, but as a swordsman, he also crossed the last step to becoming the world's most powerful swordsman.
This is the charm of a swordsman.
Strong and weak.
Born from death.
In battle, the situation is often reversed in an instant.
"As a gift to you, I will use this world's strongest black sword to help you make a final decision and carve the word 'defeat' on your body with my own hands."
Dracule Mihawk gripped the hilt with both hands and raised the Black Blade Yoru. Armament Haki and Conqueror's Haki surged out from his palms and wrapped around the blade.
The man has not moved, the knife has not been cut.
A cold and Haki sword force of the Conqueror's Haki has already burst out from the body.
This moment.
He and the black knife in his hand seemed to become one, transforming into a Haki divine sword standing between heaven and earth. With just the Haki and sword force that he naturally exuded, he could tear apart everything in the world.
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A new fanfic is now available on P@treon:
Naruto: I, Black Zetsu, Won't Let History Repeat.
After being sealed, Black Zetsu travels back in time, vowing to change fate and protect his mother from ever being sealed again.
Read it early and exclusively on my P@treon: [email protected]/Ren_Saga