"Whoa! A livestream close-up! Who is this guy?!"
"At a moment this dangerous, giving someone a close-up means he's definitely not ordinary! Look at that elegant appearance, and those golden eyes! He must be a real monster!"
"But the size difference is insane… You'd need hundreds of thousands of corpses just to pave a path up to that dragon claw!"
"What terrifying pressure! It's like the Buddha's Five-Finger Mountain, enough to crush even Sun Wukong flat!"
Characters across multiple anime worlds were stunned.
Hawk-Eye remained expressionless, but inwardly he was shaken.
Back in Wano, in the Ebisu Village region of Kuri, he had already noticed signs of heaven and earth going wild.
A clear sky suddenly turned dark with dense clouds, and within those clouds, a massive Azure Dragon seemed to weave through the storm.
Sensing something amiss, Mihawk immediately headed toward the blazing inferno in the distance.
Halfway there, the sky-blotting dragon claw appeared, and nearly scared him speechless.
That thing is Kaido?
Are all Yonkos this absurdly strong?!
Arriving at the battlefield and seeing Shanks battered and worn, Mihawk acted without hesitation, drawing the Demon Blade Thousand Edge.
Not yet fully used to the weapon, he shut his eyes. Internal Haki, Ryuo, flowed out from his fingertips, coating each fragmented blade shard.
The process lasted only a few seconds, but Mihawk's face had already turned pale.
Yet at the corner of his lips, a smile slowly formed.
"Demon Blade Thousand Edge… I finally understand how to use you. Or perhaps I should call you, Ryuo Thousand Edge."
He raised the blade, now fully coated in Ryuo, and pointed it straight at the black-and-crimson dragon claw descending from the heavens.
Crack!
A crisp sound rang out.
Demon Blade Thousand Edge shattered, splitting into a thousand pieces.
But this time, it was not a broken weapon.
The shards hovered in the air, each wrapped in Ryuo, floating independently, connected yet not touching.
Simultaneously controlling a thousand blades… truly exhausting.
"Shanks, long time no see. I witnessed your fight just now, you seem to have gotten stronger again. Leave the rest to me."
Shanks froze.
Mihawk was not someone who acted recklessly.
He always fought within his limits.
Could he truly stop Kaido's Dragon Suppression?
Impossible.
Shanks knew Mihawk better than anyone.
His swordsmanship was indeed worthy of the title of World's Greatest Swordsman, but overall strength?
He was still below a Yonko, especially a monster like Kaido.
Then Shanks noticed the sword in Mihawk's hands.
Where was his Black Sword?
And this blade… looked strangely familiar.
Meanwhile, Seven drifted helplessly on the sea, terrified by the devastation the dragon claw radiated.
"That thing… isn't that my sword?!"
He stared at the livestream, clutching his phone so hard his fingers trembled.
"How did my sword end up in that guy's hands??"
Wasn't the sword loaned to that video creator?
Then was Mihawk the creator himself?
And who was the one doing the livestream now?!
His head started spinning.
Finally, he came to a conclusion that made him furious:
That video creator must have given his sword away!
Damn it!
He was the rightful owner of Demon Blade Thousand Edge, did he not even deserve to be informed?!
Seven immediately opened his DMs and messaged Blaine:
"Why didn't you tell me you were lending my sword to someone else?! Don't I have the right to know?! I'm charging extra for this!"
After venting, he suddenly noticed,
Demon Blade Thousand Edge was activated in Mihawk's hands.
Wait.
Wasn't he supposed to be the only one able to activate it?
Did the sword… switch loyalties?
Seven sadly pulled out his beloved giant scissors and stroked it like a comfort pet.
At least his scissors would never betray him.
"That sword… isn't that the one ranked tenth? Assassin Seven's weapon! Why is it in Hawk-Eye's hands?"
Sengoku was stunned.
Ever since Blaine's first viral video, Sengoku had launched a full-scale investigation into the assassin known as Seven.
But even with the World Government's intelligence network,
they found nothing.
And now, that same sword was in Mihawk's possession.
Suspicious didn't even begin to cover it.
"Demon… Demon Blade Thousand Edge?!"
Zoro's jaw dropped.
Ever since watching Blaine's first video, Zoro had been extremely interested in the mysterious assassin who wielded Thousand Edge.
Any powerful swordsman was someone he needed to surpass in the future.
Did Mihawk know that assassin?
"Could they be from another planet…?"
Saitama scratched his shiny head, looking up at the sky as if trying to see beyond the world itself.
Characters in the rankings clearly weren't from his world.
Even the tenth and ninth-ranked individuals seemed to be from different universes.
If that was the case…
Should he visit other planets?
He was getting curious.
And that giant monster, Kaido, had awakened enough of his fighting spirit to make him interested.
"A mere Warlord. How could he possibly stop Kaido?"
Akainu snorted, rising from his seat.
The Warlord title was something the World Government granted pirates.
How strong could a pirate who needed Marine endorsement truly be?
Even Shanks, a Yonko, had been pushed to the brink.
And this Seven Warlords swordsman dared to step in?
Ridiculous.
"Perhaps the sword he's holding will change the situation."
Aokiji said quietly.
He had interacted with Mihawk in private and understood his character.
He would never make a move without absolute confidence.
As characters from countless anime worlds commented, Mihawk opened his eyes.
He stared directly at the world-ending dragon claw.
The thousand floating shards of Demon Blade Thousand Edge turned into streaks of light,
and shot upward toward the descending claw!