Blade in Hand, Follow Me!

Clang!

The blade rang softly as glass-like lightning scattered from the Flower Capital in every direction, shooting straight into the heavens.

Crackle! Crackle! Cracklecracklecrackle...

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bursting through the entire shogun's residence, Fukurokuju instantly turned his gaze toward the distance. The overwhelming Haki left his entire body numb, unable to move.

"Who is it? Who goes there?!"

"It hurts!!! Oniwabanshu, where the hell is my Orochi Oniwabanshu?!"

The Orochi Oniwabanshu emerged from the shadows, but without exception, their movements were bound by Haki. They could only watch helplessly in the direction from which it spread.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The residence gates exploded apart. The moment the newcomer stepped inside, Kurozumi Orochi's face immediately lit up with excitement.

"Kyoshiro, you came at just the right time! Hurry up and chop all those treacherous rebels who dared defy their lord to death!"

"Wait, Lord Orochi, something's wrong..."

Fukurokuju lowered his eyelids, his expression behind his sunglasses grave. 'Kyoshiro' gave a cold smile and bowed.

"Lady Hiyori..."

"Lady Hiyori? Hey, Kyoshiro, what are you doing? Who are you calling 'Lady'?! You bastard, are you trying to betray me?!!!"

Tap! Tap! Tap!

The light footsteps seemed to tread upon everyone's hearts, making every person at the banquet unbearably tense.

"Kyoshiro?"

"Who is Kyoshiro? I am one of the Nine Red Scabbards—Denjiro, Kurozumi Orochi!"

The fierce shout instantly made Kurozumi Orochi break out in a cold sweat. If his body had not already been paralyzed, he would have transformed into Yamata no Orochi and torn the Kyoshiro before him to shreds.

"It has been a long time, you despicable wretch who groveled before my grandfather, relied on the Clone-Clone Fruit to issue false orders, and made Father endure the humiliation of dancing naked..."

In an instant, everyone turned toward the entrance. Glass-like lightning Haki