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Boom
With the crescent moon forming a cross, it roared wildly in the sky of the South Blue like a terrifying beast with bared fangs and claws, venting its terrifying edge that wanted to destroy everything.
The sea of clouds on the dome turned to ashes.
There is no cloud in the sky above the South Blue.
Only a cross-shaped crescent moon, wrapped in a black lightning and emitting brilliant golden light, remained, accompanying the brilliant sun suspended in the sky.
certainly.
In addition, there were overwhelming impact waves, as if the end of the world was coming, covering the sky and setting off a sword energy storm that covered the sky and the sun. At the same time, it swept the sea, rolling up wave after wave of huge waves hundreds of meters high.
After a while, the crescent cross, which was accompanied by the sun and wrapped in black thunder, began to dissipate.
The storm that raged across the sea of heaven began to subside.
The surging waves also returned to calm.
When the sky and sea of the South Blue returned to normal, two black shadows suddenly descended from the sky, and they landed directly on the piece of island debris where Dracule Mihawk was lying.
clang
Half of the pitch-black blade pierced into the ground at an angle.
A hilt connected to the other half of the broken blade fell to the side of Dracule Mihawk.
The world's strongest Black Blade.
Yoru.
It was cut off.
The black sword that symbolizes indestructibility was forcibly destroyed and broken into two halves in front of Rosen's powerful Crescent Cross Charge.
"…"
Dracule Mihawk looked at his sword, which was also the greatest masterpiece of his swordsmanship, the Black Blade Yoru, which was broken into two pieces and fell in front of him. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
In the past, he didn't know whether the Black Blade could be cut, but now he knows it clearly.
Because the facts before him have told him that even the strongest black sword in the world can be cut off.
After witnessing this scene, Dracule Mihawk was even more shocked and unable to accept it than his crushing defeat at the hands of Rosen.
As a great swordsman, he reigns supreme among all swordsmen.
As a sword, Black Blade Yoru stands at the top of all weapons.
result.
His swordsmanship was completely destroyed.
His Black Blade was broken in front of him.
At this moment, the great swordsman's worldview and pride were almost completely destroyed.
"It seems that the Black Blade is not as indestructible as the legend says."
Rosen glanced at the Black Blade Yoru that he had broken with his own hands.
The world's most powerful black sword.
A black sword of supreme speed.
He was completely destroyed, but there was no trace of reluctance or pain in his eyes.
Just because Rosen knew very well.
The black sword is not only the dream of all swordsmen in the Grand Line, but also the dream of Dracule Mihawk.
Only by shattering the dream of the world's most powerful swordsman can a collar be put on Hawkeye, who is cold and arrogant to the core.
Dracule Mihawk struggled to stand up.
After a short rest, he, who was only in his early thirties and at the peak of his physical condition, showed an amazing recovery ability.
Before, he could only stand up with difficulty and could only support himself on his hands and knees.
Now, he not only stood up, but also walked quickly to his Black Blade, holding the hilt in one hand and half of the blade in the other.
"Feel sorry!"
"If I could have held you in my hand the entire time and not left you to fight alone, you would never have been cut off."
Dracule Mihawk looked at the severed Black Blade Yoru in his hand, his voice revealing a strong sense of unwillingness, heartache, anger and regret.
In his opinion, the Black Blade was cut off, which was an ironclad fact.
But if, as a great swordsman, he could hold Yoru and continuously transfer the Haki to the Black Blade, Yoru would definitely not be cut off by Rosen when fighting alone.
Therefore, he hated his own incompetence.
Let the Yoru, which has become a black sword, become the only black sword cut by someone in the history of the Grand Line.
He is clearly the strongest black sword in the world, yet he carries a great shame.
"oh?"
"You mean, as long as I hold the Yoru, it won't be cut off by me."
"Is that so?"
After hearing what Dracule Mihawk said, Rosen's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.
"good."
Although Dracule Mihawk knew that everything was a foregone conclusion and the ending was doomed from the moment he failed to hold the Black Blade Yoru and let go of the knife, he was still unwilling to accept it.
He didn't want himself, nor did he want Yoru, to bear such humiliation.
The Black Blade was cut off.
Whether it is for a swordsman or for a supreme sword, it is an indescribable shame.
This also made Dracule Mihawk hate his own incompetence in his heart and feel extremely regretful.
If it happens again, he will not let go of the Black Blade Yoru even if he dies in battle.
"All right."
"Since you think so and want to do it again, I will grant your wish."
"Give you another chance to change the fate that was cut short at Yoru."
After reading all of Dracule Mihawk's thoughts and emotions, Rosen chuckled softly and whispered a name:
"Bankai."
"Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame."
A long-haired woman with limbs joined like a puppet appeared behind him, and the two Zangetsu in her hands turned into a Zanpakutō.
That is Benihime's Bankai.
Putting aside the long-haired woman behind him, Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame looks like an ordinary Zanpakutō.
But when Rosen held the Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame and slashed the broken sword in Dracule Mihawk's hand through the air, an incredible scene appeared.
Because after being forged into a black sword, the weapon becomes indestructible and difficult to reforge, and there has never been a precedent of a black sword being cut off and repaired in the past.
Even if all the best swordsmiths in the world were to be found and every possible means were exhausted, it would be impossible to repair the severed black sword.
But now.
Rosen just waved his hand and the two halves of the Black Blade were reconnected and completely repaired.
Apart from a thin, invisible stitch left on the pitch-black blade where it had been broken, the Black Blade Yoru remained exactly the same in terms of hardness and sharpness as before it was cut.
Dracule Mihawk, who held the Yoru in his hand and forged the Yoru into a black sword, felt this very clearly.
"How is that possible?"
"The severed black sword has been restored to its original state."
"Although there is a trace of mending, the quality of the knife is no different from before it was cut."
Dracule Mihawk clenched the Black Blade Yoru in his hand. He rarely showed any changes in expression, but at this moment his face was very complicated.
There was astonishment, disbelief, excitement, and ecstasy.
However,
All these emotions and expressions quickly disappeared because of Rosen's words.
"Don't be too happy too soon."
"The repair of the Black Blade may not be something to laugh at for you, but rather the beginning of endless despair."
Rosen's words woke Dracule Mihawk up.
Yes!
It was certainly a cause for celebration that Black Blade Yoru had been restored to his former self, but his situation had not changed at all.
However, because he was alert, he subconsciously tensed his body and immediately found that his chest, which had been in unbearable pain, no longer felt any pain.
At the same time, I don't feel any tiredness or weakness.
"Not only did you restore Yoru to his original state, but you also restored my body as well?"
Dracule Mihawk couldn't help but look down, and found that the two deep knife wounds on his chest that were visible to the bone had disappeared, leaving only two stitches that were the same as the ones repaired by the Black Blade.
Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and when he looked at Rosen again, his eyes changed again and again.
What kind of monster is this?