" Divine Departure!"
This was the first time Shanks had ever heard of Mihawk using techniques in all these years, and he was instantly filled with a chilling aura. Without hesitation, he unleashed " Divine Departure " once more!
What shocked him, however, was that Mihawk's move was also " Divine Departure," and he was all too familiar with that kind of slash that contained Conqueror's Haki.
However, within this, there is an even purer force, or rather, a will.
The white and green blade lights collided violently, the intense energy tearing apart everything around them.
Mihawk's eyes suddenly flashed with a chilling light, and his figure flashed, raising the Black Blade Yoru in front of him, cutting through the air.
After his initial shock, Shanks' expression turned serious. He unleashed his Conqueror's Haki once more, gripped Gryphon with one hand, and charged straight at him.
The black and red Conqueror's Haki clashed fiercely with the green Conqueror's Haki, and then a flash of blade-like light seemed to appear in the entire world.
"Clang!!!"
The crisp sound of Famous Sword clashing echoed continuously above the Red Line, and a bottomless ravine appeared directly in the earth.
On either side of the ravine, Mihawk and Shanks stood back to back, remaining motionless for a long time.
Suddenly, Shanks ' voice rang out, his tone filled with admiration and relief.
"As expected of the World's Greatest Swordsman, your swordsmanship is truly amazing. If I weren't Celestial Dragons, perhaps we could become very good friends!"
Mihawk didn't turn around. Instead, he lovingly stroked his beloved knife, the blood on his hands flowing down the blade. He then slowly placed it back on his back and left without hesitation. Suddenly, a voice echoed in the air.
"Maybe!"
After Mihawk left, Shanks looked towards the distant sea, then sat down on the ground, placing Gryphon beside him with one hand.
A huge wound on his chest nearly severed him at the waist, and crimson blood stained the earth. In his dying moments, he seemed to see a red pirate ship appear on the sea.
"Hahaha!!!"
Even after the battle between Mihawk and Shanks ended, the battlefield remained largely unchanged, with everyone still engaged in fierce combat.
Zoro stared intently at Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro in front of him, never expecting his opponent to be so terrifyingly strong.
Despite years of continuous training, his strength was severely hampered by his opponent's; had he not been more agile, he would likely have been defeated long ago.
"Heh, Three-Sword Style brat. It's not about having more swords, or those flashy fighting moves. Besides, my Kitetsu is a first-generation weapon, not comparable to your two replicas."
Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro held the Shodai Kitetsu in one hand, his eyes full of disdain. Although his opponent was quite strong, he was no match for him at all.
Zoro is weaker in both Haki and weaponry; his only redeeming quality is Conqueror's Haki.
It was only his incomplete control over the Conqueror's Haki Coating that allowed him to persevere.
Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro felt he could quickly defeat the young man before him, but he didn't want to get injured, which is why Zoro has been able to hold on until now.
"Pooh!"
Zoro spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, his gaze fixed on Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro, completely unmoved.
"Heh, the Five Elders are nothing special. I'm only able to adapt quickly these past few days thanks to your sparring. And I'll gladly accept your Shodai Kitetsu."
Zoro was not discouraged by being at a disadvantage; on the contrary, his fighting spirit grew even stronger. Although he had many wounds, he gained a deeper understanding of his own strength.
Although he didn't know why Izambaron V. Saint Nusjuro had failed to seize the opportunity to seriously injure him several times, he certainly wouldn't be truly grateful to the other party.
If Zoro knew that Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro was due to his not-yet-mastered Conqueror's Haki Coating: Slash, he would definitely laugh.
"Hmph, you lowly commoners dare to attack Mary Geoise, showing disrespect to the great Celestial Dragons. Only death can atone for your sins."
Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro seemed to be enraged by Zoro's words and did not intend to continue the sword fight. His body suddenly grew larger.
Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro Fruit is Mythical Zoan, which allows him to transform into a skeleton horse called " Bakotsu," whose body reaches a height of tens of meters.
Countless bone spurs resembled sharp, renowned Famous Sword, and their eyes gleamed with green fire.
Sensing the rising aura emanating from his opponent, Zoro's expression gradually turned serious. He knew that it was time to fight to the death.
In this war, everyone has their own opponent, and the strongest on one's own side will have to face two or three enemies, with no one coming to their aid.
Either you break through again yourself, or you die in this war.
His headscarf had fallen off, but Zoro paid no attention to it, only gripping his long sword even tighter.
"You lowly brat, die!"
Suddenly, green flames, like hellfire, spewed from the mouth of the skeletal horse that Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro had transformed into, and blasted directly at Zoro.
Zoro stomped his foot, and his body instantly disappeared from the spot. A loud explosion was heard, and the land scorched by the flames instantly turned into lava, with green flames still burning.
" Three-Sword Style Secret Technique: Three Thousand Worlds!"
Zoro instantly appeared in front of Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro, his three swords unleashing a storm of blades as he relentlessly slashed at his opponent.
However, Izambaron V. Saint Nusjuro, now transformed into a skeletal horse, had greatly increased defensive power, and his bone blades constantly clashed with Kitetsu.
"Clang clang clang clang clang!"
Countless teeth-grinding impacts rang out as Zoro's body moved at extreme speed, but aside from leaving white marks, he failed to injure his opponent.
Izabaron V. Saint Nusjuro's bone blades suddenly opened and slashed fiercely at Zoro, while simultaneously raising his massive bone hooves, ready to crush his opponent to death.
" Three-Sword Style: Asura Descends!"
Faced with this terrifying attack, Zoro did not retreat. His body tensed instantly, his arms bulged with muscles, and he transformed into a three-headed, six-armed figure wielding nine swords, a towering phantom of a Shura appearing.
Bone blades and sword light clashed repeatedly, constantly emitting intense sparks, while the Asura phantom raised two swords and slashed fiercely at the opponent's bone hooves.
The green flames in Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro's eyes suddenly surged, and his enormous body was unable to step down for a moment.
"Die!"
Seeing that he couldn't defeat his opponent immediately, Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro's tall body changed again, transforming directly from a skeletal horse form several tens of meters tall into a human-beast form. Although he was only six meters tall, he was even more ferocious.
It is worth noting that in his human-beast form, Izanbaron V. Saint Nusjuro had a long, slender Shodai Kitetsu hanging from his waist, and his hands were already gripping the hilt.
"Kid, let me show you the real Sword-Drawing Oni Giri!"
"Clang!"
The Shodai Kitetsu drawn from its sheath, and at that moment the blade seemed to double in length.
Zoro, who had transformed into a demon, had stopped. Faced with this fierce and domineering attack, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth in Zoro's eyes.
Faced with this fatal moment, his mind was free of any distractions, and a terrifying Conqueror's Haki erupted from his body as he unleashed a decisive attack.
" Conqueror's Coating, Asura, Annihilation!"