Naruto's Trash Station

Suddenly, a blood-red flash streaked past. Ryder carried a bloodied Celestial Dragon. "Captain... he's half-dead. If we take him back, we can extract his Devil Fruit."

Ren smiled. "The Paramecia Weather-Weather Fruit. That's a powerful one!"

Ren flicked his hand, and Baby-5, behind him, seized the Celestial Dragon and locked him in a cage.

Ren chuckled. "Ryder... clear the battlefield as quickly as you can. We've won this war!"

Ryder nodded and charged off with a smile.

A war of such scale ended easily in less than five hours. Everyone was stunned.

The spectators had gone from anticipation at the start, to surprise midway through, to utter bewilderment at the end.

More than a few people shouted, "Hey, wait... seriously? It's over already? What happened to the bloodshed? The fierce fighting? How did it just end?"

"Was it staged? This is ridiculous. The No Return Island War was brutal. It lasted a full day and night, and so many people and powerful fighters died. The Battle of Pol Island devastated an entire stretch of sea and claimed the top pirates of the previous era. But this war in Wano Country ended so easily!"

"Damn... is Ren too strong, or is Wano Country too weak? Even the Five Elders showed up this time, and nothing came of it!"

People kept talking. It was strange that a war capable of reshaping the world had ended with such a whimper. They were astonished, and they found it unsettling.

Some understood, though. The fighting had simply been too fast. Ren and Kouichirou had traded sword strikes at the very limit of speed—hundreds of moves in a single second. Even ordinary Observation Haki could barely follow them, let alone an ordinary person's eyes.

So it was no surprise that things ended so quickly. Ryder