Breaking the Limits of Haki!
[Boom----]
The sudden outburst of Haki swept away everything in the room that wasn't permanently placed—files, wine glasses, coffee table, carpet—like a Tornado.
Even the ground and walls were instantly shaken open, creating large cracks.
As they spread through layers of walls to the outside.
The Kuja Guard, caught in the crossfire, didn't even have a chance to react before collapsing to the ground, their eyes rolling back in their heads.
"What's going on?!"
Stussy had just returned to her room, taken a shower, and changed into a black dress and stockings.
Because they avoided the first wave of psychological impact and were at a distance, they were able to maintain their self-awareness, despite feeling terrified.
At the same time.
With a series of whooshing sounds as air was being torn apart, a series of black afterimages rushed over, all of them experts from CIPHER POL.
Immediately afterwards.
Amidst the heavy footsteps, the 'Giant God Soldier' arrived at the scene, accompanied by a large number of Holy Land Garrison.
Even if they arrived, there was nothing they could do but watch, because the overwhelming force of the waves was so terrifying that no one could get close.
Fortunately, after observation, it did not appear to be an attack.
Soon.
The Conqueror's Haki had alarmed the entire Noah gradually dissipated, and just as Stussy and the others were about to go in to check, a soft voice came out.
"It's nothing, everyone can go now!"
The crowd outside exchanged bewildered glances, then obeyed the order to return, leaving only Stussy inside to continue waiting.
Inside the house.
Imu was sitting cross-legged in the chair, had already opened his eyes.
He still held the Purple-Gold Longsword with half of its blade drawn in his hand.
However, his gaze was scanning the messy surroundings.
"This feeling."
Suddenly, he sensed many 'voices'.
These 'sounds' varied in strength, with the loudest 'source' being the famous, Meito hanging on the sword rack.
But these 'sounds' are really just 'sounds'; there's no information in them that can be understood.
Besides this!
Imu's gaze returned to 'Enma', because he 'heard' breathing sounds on the blade; it seemed to have its own life.
Wrong.
Perhaps it's consciousness?
"This must be the ability to Voice of All Things, but what's with this knife?"
Ame no Habakiri and Shusui, both of the Twenty-One Great Grade Blades, do not have such emotionally rich voices.
Imu tried to communicate with him but received no response.
"Perhaps it's because of Hell."
Lacking information, Imu had no choice but to sheathe the blade back in and begin to observe his own Haki.
After defeating the Rain Woman, he encountered various other monsters, including the Blue Lantern who could control the Netherfire Candle, the Needle Woman with long, needle-like hair, and the Two-Mouthed Woman with a second mouth on her head.
Also, it turns out that the so-called Rain Woman and Needle Woman are not single entities, but rather types of monsters, just like the several Rain Woman of varying strengths he encountered later.
It seems these Rain Woman really like to stay where there are rivers.
By absorbing their spiritual particles, one's own soul is enhanced to a certain extent.
It's just that the quantity is still too small, and the understanding of the soul is insufficient, so it's impossible to feel how much the improvement has been.
However, his mastery of Haki style has reached a certain Bleach.
Imu could clearly sense that his Haki had indeed broken through his original limits!
"It really takes a lot of time and effort, but as long as it works, that's good enough. Even the clumsy method is still a method."
Meanwhile, in Wano Country.
A Flying Warship arrived over the port of Ringo.
This area has been sealed off by a large number of ninjas, and the high points on the nearby hillsides have also been occupied by them.
Interestingly, they had all standardized their clothing colors, even the Samurai swords on their backs, to black, and wore Forehead Protector with Five-Circle Cross on their foreheads.
It has to be said that this change of clothes really makes him look presentable; at least he looks more capable and professional.
As the warship slowly descended from the sky, when it was only four or five meters above the ground, the navy personnel pushed down long planks.
Immediately afterwards, squads of naval soldiers ran down to patrol the surroundings, as if they were confronting the ninjas, which made the atmosphere somewhat eerie.
Then a burly Rear Admiral stepped down, first glancing at the ninjas in the arena, and then looking at Fukurokuju was dressed differently and had an unusual skull.
The former Oniwabanshu, now the First Sea Shadow of Sea Ninja Village, was wearing a black ninja outfit underneath a long-sleeved Sacred Robe.
This Sacred Robe is entirely black, with a band of azure blue wave patterns in the style of ukiyo-e on the hem and cuffs, and the words "First Generation Sea Shadow" written in light blue calligraphy on the back.
Behind Fukurokuju followed Wind Shadow and Wind Blade, Oniwabanshu, who served as his bodyguards. They were also wearing thick black vests.
Yamakaji Earth Flow to Fukurokuju with a smile.
"You must be 'Sea Shadow'?"
"That's right."
"All you need to do is hand over the prisoner to us, and we, the Sea Ninja, will take care of the rest," Fukurokuju said solemnly.
"Okay, then."
After pondering for a moment, Yamakaji agreed. After all, the order was indeed for them to deliver it to the ninjas, but the absence of any naval officers made him feel uneasy.
Soon.
Forty or fifty people in kimonos, their mouths gagged and hands cuffed, disembarked from the warship at the urging of the marines. Some of their eyes were numb, some were still filled with fear, and others were filled with rage.
As Rear Admiral, Yamakaji already knew about the Star Gate and the Otherworld world, and also knew that these people came from the Kabane World.
They are said to be stubborn elements who refuse to submit to the rule of the World Government, including former high-ranking officials of the Hinomoto Shogunate, as well as Samurai and soldiers.
As for why they were brought here, that's unclear, but it's unlikely to be anything good.
"Thank you for your hard work. You may proceed to the Flower Capital, where food and lodging have been prepared," Fukurokuju said politely.
Yamakaji naturally had no objections. After handing over all the prisoners, he boarded the ship and left, while Fukurokuju's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Alright, take them to White Mountain!"
"Yes!"
Wind Shadow, with a head of thick, waist-length red hair, immediately responded.
In fact, Fukurokuju, as the Sea Shadow, didn't need to come personally for such a simple matter. However, as the only person from the Sea Ninja Village who had been exposed to information about the Otherworld, he was still curious to some extent.
Now that you look at them, their auras are indeed very weak; even those strong young men are only about the size of eleven or twelve-year-old children.
The so-called White Mountain.
It refers to the three adjacent mountain peaks on the easternmost side of Hakumai, with a red Torii at the foot of the mountain. There used to be two villages nearby.
However, it has now been moved to the vicinity of Fortune Town because it will be used as an execution ground.
Logically speaking, since there is a cemetery in Ringo, it should be more suitable as an execution ground, since the executioner could simply be buried there afterward.
But in Fukurokuju's view, the Eternal Graveyard was the resting place of the Wano Country; what right did these Otherworld beings have to die there?
Therefore, they suggested to Mihawk that the execution site be located here.
At this moment, fifty-two criminals from the Kabane World, who had traveled through the Star Gate and arrived in this remote place by airship, were kneeling in a line. In front of them were three mountain peaks and a red Torii Red Gate, while behind them stood a black-clad ninja wielding a Samurai sword.
If someone possessed the Spirit Eyes, they should be able to see that in the Hell 'opposite' the Torii, a team of jailers were already quietly waiting.
"Time is up."
'Sea Shadow' Fukurokuju glanced at the sun in the sky, and his raised right hand fell instantly.
"Cut!"