Chapter 73: Demonic Blade

Swipe, swipe, swipe—

The slender blade of the samurai sword, adorned with fiery patterns, reflected the light in the hall. Amidst the hacking and slashing, black and red flashed like eerie wails in one's ears, and the ferocious attacks resembled a wolf tearing into Rosinante.

On the other side, two short guns adorned with red cherry blossoms rapidly thrust forward. The gun muzzles quivered at high speed, and the red tassels scattered, creating a dazzling spectacle. It was bewildering and difficult to accurately track the position of the gun tips. Like venomous snakes striking, it was dangerous and deadly!

As soon as the two CP3 senior agents took action, they displayed impressive swordsmanship and marksmanship. Whether it was speed, strength, or techniques, both of them excelled. Killing over a hundred soldiers each was not a difficult task.

In this world, having a body more resilient than steel was not an absurd notion.

Withstanding bullets, and even artillery shells, was normal for experts.

Moreover, with potent strength and acute reflexes, the upper limit of cold weapons far exceeded that of firearms. Within seven steps, guns were neither faster nor more vicious than blades.

Unless they were imbued with Haki!

However, the two operatives in the hall naturally wouldn't use Haki.

Additionally, regardless of the samurai sword with fiery patterns slashing mercilessly in a black suit or the red tassel twin short guns with a white mask and a changeable black suit, neither could harm a single hair on Rosinante!

Amidst the fierce assault from the two men in black suits, Rosinante, with his youthful appearance, was elusive. He moved like a feather dancing lightly in the wind after being struck by an iron hammer.

Before the hammer arrived, the breeze did, only a trace of majesty was enough to make the feather dance in the wind. Even if the hammer roared through the air, causing destruction around it, it wouldn't manage to harm the feather even a bit!

"This is impossible—"

"Could it be..."

The two senior agents became increasingly astonished as they fought.

They were by no means ignorant people, but intelligence agents cultivated by the World Government.

Rosinante's speed wasn't much faster than theirs. To achieve such perfect evasion of their combined attacks, the only explanation was:

"Kenbunshoku Haki?!"

Almost squeezing out the words between his teeth, the black-suited operative with the white mask started feeling regret.

Originally, they thought the opponent was relying on two types of rare 'support-type' Devil Fruit abilities to stall 'White Dragon' Baluf Tany.

Now it seemed that Rosinante was even stronger than they had imagined!

There are far too many monsters in this world!

Fortunately, the opponent wasn't a 'true monster' with innate talent like Charlotte Linlin. The two of them could still suppress—or rather, delay him.

This senior agent calculated secretly in his heart.

Once the other battlefields yielded results, and members of the opponent's family were captured as hostages—

Swipe,

At this moment, a flash of light appeared in the hall, and a figure materialized out of thin air.

Snap,

The figure descended, half-kneeling in the hall. The rising and falling of his broad chest was intense. It was Jora in a black dress.

"How is this possible..."

"Jewelry Bonney Jora?!"

The reason she appeared first was that after Jora eliminated the operatives in her room, that General Loca had surrendered promptly.

That three-meter-tall general was only the 'reinforcement' brought by CP3. There wasn't much advantage to winning the fight—losing meant losing his life, so surrendering seemed reasonable.

Staying alive wasn't embarrassing.

"Hoo... hoo..."

Jora, who was half crouching on the ground, stood up. On her feet, hidden beneath the hem of her dress, she now wore a pair of golden boots.

These were the golden boots that gave her the ability to 'flash.' Otherwise, traversing through this power-generated 'Cube' wasn't an easy task.

The reason she could accurately locate Rosinante was that after Rosinante used Kenbunshoku Haki to sense Jora's position, he then used the 'Silent Fruit' to transmit information to her.

Yes, it's the 'Morse Code'!

The so-called Morse secret is a form of 'binary code.'

In simple terms, it's composed of two types of sounds—long and short—combined with long and short pauses to form letters, thereby transmitting messages.

In this world, to prevent eavesdropping, this form of communication has also been developed.

While the 'Silent Fruit' cannot emit sound, it can suppress sound.

So, after sensing that Jora's battle had stopped, Rosinante used the 'silent version' of Morse code to inform Jora of his position: among the Tang Jike family members, only Jora was likely to possess the 'flash' ability. "Jora, gather the others."

Since Jora successfully materialized the 'flash' prop, Rosinante naturally didn't plan to continue dragging things out. While dodging earlier, he had been transmitting information to Jora.

"I'm waiting for my companions."

Changing his style from evasive dodging, Rosinante drew two daggers and charged towards the two senior agents.

The daggers swept left and right, creating two streaks of light that simultaneously blocked the samurai sword and twin guns. Along with Rosinante's body abruptly swelling, the two agents were astonished to find that his strength exceeded theirs.

"What are you waiting for again?"

Of course, they were waiting for your companions to be captured as hostages—

The black-suited operative with the white mask almost wanted to blurt this out. However, he also understood that since Jora displayed the ability to travel through space, it was very likely that the Tang Jike family members trapped in other rooms would escape one after another.

They could only hope to catch a few members of the opponent's group...

Unfortunately, this senior agent was destined to be disappointed. Battles in the other rooms ended even more quickly.

In CP3's perception, the Tang Jike family's strongest member was naturally Rosinante, followed by Jora. So, the only ones assigned to deal with the others were a few hundred soldiers and a couple of mid-level agents.

This lineup was more than enough to deal with 'small fry' with bounties in the millions, but against the entire Tang Jike family, where everyone's bounty was calculated in tens of millions, a crushing defeat was inevitable.

However, he wouldn't have to worry about this issue soon.

In the hall, three figures were battling while moving at high speeds, entangled with each other.

Although it was two against one, for Rosinante, who possessed Kenbunshoku Haki, he was well aware of the opponents' intentions and weapon trajectories. Swiftly maneuvering, he always kept himself and the two enemies on a straight line.

Utilizing the white-masked black-suited man as a barrier, he prevented the other emotionless-faced black-suited man from attacking him!

"Damn it, you underestimated me!"

The white-masked man, targeted by Rosinante, clenched his teeth and intensified his attacks. The two short guns in his hands twirled and swung like venomous snakes striking at Rosinante!

This infuriated strike even generated white airwaves, accompanied by a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

Now's the time!

However, Rosinante's Kenbunshoku Haki had long seen through his attack trajectory. The daggers in his hands intercepted the whistling short guns. In one twist and turn, it was as if he had struck a snake's weak point, abruptly deflecting the two short guns.

Oops—

The thought had just flashed through his mind when Rosinante's daggers followed the deflected short guns and, with a 'squish' sound, tore a long gash into the black suit.

Retreat—

The high-ranking operative with the white mask instinctively flew backward, but Rosinante, who was already well aware of his movements, pursued like a shadow. The daggers in his hands swung, creating a continuous stream of silver light, relentlessly slicing towards him.

A backhanded upward thrust, a return strike!

"Wuji: Return!"

This high-ranking operative in front of him wasn't a creature that could be killed with just one dagger.

Amidst their retreat and advance, a blood-red 'mist' erupted around them.

Immediately afterward, streaks of flesh and blood sprayed out. When the black-suited man with the white mask had retreated over ten meters, falling backward, his chest was already exposed with stark white bones!

In a matter of seconds, Rosinante had thrown hundreds of daggers at him.

Even if he were 'guasha,' it had already scratched to the bone. Unless this guy was also an unreasonable 'beast-type' Devil Fruit user, he had no chance of standing up again.

"It's your turn next—"

After the white-masked black suit fell, Rosinante, covered in blood, looked towards the cold, high-ranking operative holding the samurai sword.

"If your level is the same as your colleagues', then be prepared to die."

When dealing with enemies, Rosinante had no habit of underestimating or going easy on them.

"Is that so?"

Facing Rosinante, who had nearly reduced the CP3 high-ranking operative to pieces at the same level as himself, this emotionless black-suited man surprisingly remained calm. That was because he still had an ace up his sleeve.

He reached out with his left hand, grabbed his samurai sword, and drew it. The blade cut open his palm, blood smeared on the flame-patterned steel blade. In an instant, the blood seemed to dissolve, as if absorbed by the samurai sword.

"Demon Blade, it's your turn now!"

As the cold operative's blood was absorbed, the samurai sword in his hand seemed to 'awaken.' A fierce and ruthless killing intent surged forth!

The blade's shimmering edge gave Rosinante a feeling that just looking at it would make his eyes bleed!

"?!"

"In my hand is the 'Sanji Yakumo,' the third generation."

Casually waving the samurai sword, the ferocious and ruthless killing intent spread to the cold black-suited operative.

Ordinary people would only feel unable to meet his gaze, but in Rosinante's Kenbunshoku Haki perception, the whole person emanated an eerie, ruthless, icy coldness, as if both the person and the sword had turned into deadly weapons!

Or perhaps, the person had already become a weapon's slave.

"Sanji Yakumo, huh?"

Rosinante frowned; no wonder he had always felt the guy's weapon looked a bit 'familiar.'

As it turned out, this was the third generation Sanji Yakumo that Future Zoro had 'picked up' in Loguetown. So, this guy was one of the former owners of the Demon Blade?

"That's right, meet your end!"

Swish,

The high-ranking operative, shrouded in fierce, icy killing intent, aimed his sword at Rosinante from a distance and executed a distant slash. Astonishingly, a blade energy that extended for over ten meters emanated from the samurai sword, a faint bluish mist-like aura.

This brilliance shot towards Rosinante with a howling sound, tearing through everything in its path.

As Rosinante quickly sidestepped to evade, with a 'splish' sound, the entire hall was split in two!

Flying Slash!

The signature attack of a sword master.

However, like when he was in "Land of Tales" Odensei, Rosinante merely relied on external forces.

The only difference was that Rosinante had the support of the 'Inspiration Fruit,' wielding weapons materialized by the 'Art Fruit.' Meanwhile, this high-ranking operative stimulated the Demon Blade with his own blood to momentarily gain the power of 'sword energy.'

The so-called 'Demon Blade' wasn't cursed, but rather, the weapon actively 'absorbed' a portion of its wielder's strength.

Just like how Future Zoro, after acquiring the 'Enma,' had it absorb a large amount of Haki, resulting in his arm shrinking.

This wasn't necessarily a bad thing because the blade that absorbed its wielder's strength would become reinforced, becoming more resilient and sharper. Even the renowned 'Black Sword Yoru' was essentially a result of Hawk-Eye using Armament Haki to 'forge' it.

And now, this 'third generation Sanji Yakumo' would continue to absorb its holder's vitality and blood. While someone as physically robust as Zoro, who was like a monster, didn't mind, ordinary swordsmen certainly wouldn't be able to endure it.

"Interesting,"

Facing the sudden eruption of 'sword energy' from the cold black-suited operative, Rosinante remained fearless.

"This sword, I want it!"

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