"Whoa~~"
Dongze strolled across an ancient battlefield in Wano Country. Corpses littered the ground—samurai corpses—with long swords planted everywhere. Yet on the battlefield ahead, the fighting had not stopped despite the staggering casualties. Instead, it only grew fiercer.
Dongze looked up at the battlefield. This place should have been a village, but dragon breath had set all the houses ablaze. Merciless flames raged everywhere, heightening the suffocating atmosphere.
An enormous azure dragon circled overhead. Its huge eyes were each as tall as a person, and its occasionally contracting pupils radiated boundless killing intent.
Its four claws seemed to clutch something. Bare bone was faintly visible, blood dripping from it. A moment later, the beast tossed it into its mouth and chewed noisily, producing a chilling sound that made it seem utterly savage.
Below stood a group of samurai, but faced with this enormous dragon, they could only stare helplessly, despair in their eyes.
A layer of pitch-black Armament Haki coated the long swords in their hands. They were Wano Country's strongest samurai, and this Armament Haki was their most powerful weapon. Yet they could not leave even the slightest mark on the dragon.
Only one man, an unusual swordsman, held a long sword coated in shimmering, iridescent Armament Haki. It was the advanced form of Armament Haki: Ryuo-grade Armament Haki.
That man was none other than the one revered throughout Wano Country as the Sword God, the Dragon-Slaying Swordsman—Ryuma.
Before long, Dongze's unusual appearance drew everyone's attention. He carried no weapon, not a speck of dust clung to him, and his expression never changed as he walked across the battlefield. His calm gaze resembled that of a god who had weathered the ages and grown accustomed to life and death.
"Hey! Kid, who are you?"
A samurai could not