Chapter 110: Gaining Three Ninjutsu in One Breath
When Uchiha Ren's memories were synchronized with all the Ren Arakawas, they smiled.
"Summoning Jutsu: Triple Rashomon, Wind Release: Great Breakthrough, Hidden Shadow Snake Hands."
Recalling the hand seals for the jutsu in his mind, Pirate Ren Arakawa couldn't help but quip, "Orochimaru truly is the nicest person in the ninja world, giving whatever you ask for."
Uchiha Ren replied, "Orochimaru is a very easy person to get along with; as long as you're useful to him, he'll grant any request without hesitation."
"Of course, the price was losing my Kagune, but with these three jutsu, our chances of survival have greatly improved. It's a shame the complexity of the Heaven's Curse Mark far exceeded my imagination; I couldn't learn it at all."
Pirate Ren Arakawa said, "It doesn't matter. By connecting with Orochimaru, we can consider ourselves to have a fallback option."
Main God Ren Arakawa added, "After signing the Summoning Contract for Rashomon, it can be released based on the amount of Chakra. My chances of surviving the next horror film are maxed out."
Uchiha Ren warned, "Then you should also take it easy. With our current Chakra reserves, summoning one Rashomon would nearly deplete our Chakra. If you forcibly summon three, you'd probably just pass out."
Main God Ren Arakawa replied, "Of course."
Stephen Fang said, "Then my current mission is to first thoroughly research the Hidden Shadow Snake Hands."
Pirate Ren Arakawa said nothing. After disconnecting from the chat, he gazed at the enormous furnace and muttered, "I wonder if I can find Iron Head."
In the Blazing Hell, the heat was unbearable; the very air seemed to be burning.
Every step Pirate Ren Arakawa took was an ordeal. Sweat evaporated as soon as it seeped out, his skin searing painfully from the high temperature.
He continued along the scorching passage, arriving before a prison cell.
Inside the cells, the prisoners were tormented beyond human recognition, their various miserable states unbearable to behold.
Some were skeletal and hollow-eyed, others covered in wounds and on the verge of death.
Pirate Ren Arakawa quickly scanned the area but didn't find Iron Head's figure. He then unhesitatingly moved towards the next cell, his steps filled with a hint of urgency and determination. Although his body was utterly exhausted, he didn't want to give up even a shred of hope of finding Iron Head.
Dragging his utterly exhausted body, Ren Arakawa slowly advanced through the unbearable scorching passage, arriving before the door of a new cell.
The prisoners inside, seeing Ren Arakawa dressed in a prisoner's uniform yet moving freely outside, instantly widened their eyes, their faces filled with shock and bewilderment.
"Hey! How did you escape?" a prisoner with a full beard and cunning eyes was the first to shout.
"Quickly open the cell door and let us out!" Other prisoners also responded one after another, their clamorous shouts echoing within the cramped cell.
Ren Arakawa's brow furrowed slightly. He ignored their clamoring shouts, merely asking loudly, "Have any of you seen a person named Iron Head?"
The bearded prisoner paused, his eyes darted, and he said, "Iron Head? Never heard of him! You let us out first, and we'll help you look!"
Ren Arakawa saw through his lie at a glance, his gaze instantly turning icy.
Without another word, he turned and left, his steps swift and firm, without the slightest hesitation.
"Hey! You bastard! How dare you leave! Come back!" Seeing Ren Arakawa about to leave, the bearded prisoner flew into a rage out of humiliation, cursing loudly at Ren Arakawa's retreating back.
In the stuffy and oppressive corridor, a series of urgent footsteps suddenly echoed.
Pirate Ren Arakawa alertly raised his head.
A squad of jailers dressed in insulated suits surged forward like a tide!
He inwardly cursed, *This isn't good!* He looked up and, sure enough, a surveillance Den Den Mushi hidden in a corner was watching him.
He casually threw a stone, smashing the surveillance Den Den Mushi, and Pirate Ren Arakawa quickly assessed the situation.
With a large number of jailers rushing over, the situation was extremely unfavorable for him.
Helpless, he could only temporarily abandon his search for Iron Head's whereabouts and turn to look for the passage to the next level.
He sprinted through the winding corridor, the footsteps and shouts behind him growing closer and closer.
Just as he rounded a corner, an elegant beauty suddenly appeared before him.
She wore a pair of red-tinted glasses, her slanted hat cleverly obscuring her right eye, and a cascade of long, golden, curly hair fluttered in the wind.
She was Domino, the trainee Deputy Chief Jailer!
Domino, whip in hand, swiftly caught up to Ren Arakawa in a few agile steps!
Ren Arakawa didn't have a strong impression of this character; he only remembered that she had been petrified and instantly killed by Empress Hancock. Her strength was hard to estimate, so he could only evade for now.
Domino swung the whip in her hand, bringing it down on Ren Arakawa with a sharp whooshing sound!
Ren Arakawa's eyes narrowed. His footwork rapidly changed, and he narrowly dodged the whip by sidestepping.
Seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Domino's eyes, and she instinctively exclaimed, "Observation Haki?"
Domino's shock stemmed from the fact that Pirate Ren Arakawa's dossier was so detailed it even noted the size of his underwear.
Ren Arakawa, who had been imprisoned in Impel Down since he was seven, had actually awakened Observation Haki?
His talent was too heaven-defying!
However, just a second later, Domino's expression regained its coolness.
It was merely Observation Haki. On Level Four, and even in Level Five's Freezing Hell and Level Six's Eternal Hell, it was a very basic ability.
Basically everyone knew Observation Haki!
The difference was whose Observation Haki could "see" further than the opponent's!
Domino let out a soft cry. The whip in her hand traced an eerie arc through the air; the whip, originally aimed directly at Ren Arakawa's back, suddenly changed direction mid-air, rapidly lashing towards the path he would have to take after altering his route!
This whip carried her full confidence and a killer's resolve. Its speed was like lightning, and the tip of the whip cut through the air with a sharp whistle!
A triumphant smile curled at the corner of Domino's mouth, as if she could already see Ren Arakawa struck by the whip, his skin torn and flesh ripped, in a wretched state.
However, just as the whip was about to touch Ren Arakawa, she inadvertently caught sight of his eyes!
Those eyes had already turned blood-red, and the three tomoe within them spun at high speed, emitting a mysterious and eerie light.
Under the insight of the Sharingan, the whip's trajectory, originally as fast as lightning, was now clearly visible in Ren Arakawa's eyes, like a slow-motion replay.
With just a slight shift of his body, he dodged this fierce blow by a hair's breadth!
The whip grazed past his eyebrow, stirring a faint breeze.
Ren Arakawa's body merely swayed before he steadied himself, his steps not a jot out of place, continuing to sprint forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.
Domino was stunned. She hadn't expected Ren Arakawa to so easily dodge her attack, which she had been certain would connect.
After a brief moment of distraction, she gritted her teeth and hastily sped up to pursue him!
Domino ran for a while, and when she reached a three-way fork, she inwardly thought, *This isn't good.*
Even after working in Impel Down for many years, she hadn't fully grasped the Blazing Hell, which was as complex as a labyrinth.
She looked up towards the far end of the left passage.
When she saw a figure huddled in a dark corner, Domino felt a secret delight.
She quietly walked forward, raised her whip, and lashed out fiercely!
"Crack!"
A puff of white smoke dispersed.
Domino was dumbfounded!
Where the whip landed, there was no sign of the prisoner—only a single brick, holding its head and weeping with a look of utter grievance.
(end of chapter)