"Lightning Release: Thunder Fang!!"
Seeing that the timing was finally perfect, Raiga Kurosuki's eyes flashed coldly.
The twin blades Kiba crossed together in his hands as violent currents of lightning instantly surged across their surfaces. Blue arcs crackled wildly through the mist-filled forest, illuminating his face with flickering light.
Then—
He suddenly separated the twin swords apart.
Boom!!
A massive wave of blue lightning erupted forward like a raging beast, instantly swallowing Zoro's figure whole.
At the sa ti, Jūzō Biwa and Fuguki Suikazan launched attacks from the front, perfectly blocking Zoro's escape paths and ensuring the Lightning Release attack struck him head-on.
Crackling electricity spread violently across Zoro's entire body.
The black cloak over his chest was instantly torn apart by the destructive current.
Seeing the attack connect successfully, delight imdiately appeared on Raiga Kurosuki's face.
From the beginning, he had been quietly waiting for this exact opening.
Sure enough—His patience had paid off.
But in the very next mont, the joy on his face froze completely.
Then it transford into shock.
Then fear.
The charred wound he expected to see on Zoro's chest never appeared.
Instead, revealed beneath the torn black cloak were several pitch-black iron weights tightly strapped against Zoro's body.
The lightning attack had rely shattered the restraints securing them.
Clang.
Clang.
The iron weights slowly detached and fell.
Then—
Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!
Several massive chunks of iron slamd heavily into the ground like falling teors.
The earth beneath them instantly collapsed.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread violently across the battlefield as the enormous weights embedded themselves deep into the soil, making the surrounding trees trembled from the impact.
For a brief mont—The battlefield beca deathly silent.
The expressions of the remaining six Ninja Swordsn turned incomparably ugly.
Even if they were beaten to death, they never would have imagined this monster had been fighting while carrying restraints this heavy.
Carrying weights was one thing.
But the terrifying part was, even while burdened with such monstrous restraints, he had still fought all five of them head-on without falling behind in the slightest.
Crack. Crack.
Zoro slowly twisted his neck.
Then he rolled his shoulders and arms.
The sound of bones shifting echoed clearly throughout the battlefield.
That simple movent alone sent chills through the hearts of the remaining Ninja Swordsn.
"It's been two years since I last removed these restraints."
Zoro calmly lifted his gaze toward Raiga Kurosuki, whose face had already beco extrely unsightly.
A cold smile gradually ford beneath the cracked cat mask.
"Should I say you're lucky…"
"Or unlucky?"
The remaining five Ninja Swordsn instinctively pulled away from Zoro almost at the sa ti.
No one dared continue attacking recklessly anymore.
Those terrifying weights had completely shattered their understanding of the battle.
Swish! Swish! Swish!!
The group imdiately began retreating through the trees at high speed, their gazes subconsciously turning toward the strongest among them—the wielder of Hirakarei.
"He'll definitely chase us. In a mont, we—"
The Hirakarei wielder was still trying to reorganize the team and formulate a new plan.
But suddenly—
A terrifying aura of death descended upon him.
Every hair on his body stood upright instantly.
It felt as though an invisible hand had wrapped tightly around his throat, crushing the air from his lungs.
"Quick… split up and run!!"
He roared those words almost instinctively.
The next instant—
A sharp black flash suddenly appeared behind him.
Pfft!!
A deep pitch-black slash tore across the battlefield from an impossible distance.
The Hirakarei wielder's body froze.
Then, directly at the waist—
His entire body split cleanly into two halves.
Blood sprayed violently through the air.
!!!
The remaining swordsn felt their scalps go numb.
At first, they had not understood why the Hirakarei wielder suddenly ordered them to scatter and flee.
But after witnessing his body being severed in half so effortlessly—
They finally understood.
Boom!!!
The terrifying black slash did not stop after killing him.
It continued tearing forward across the island like a judgnt from hell itself.
The earth split apart violently.
A gigantic trench stretched endlessly ahead, dark and deep enough that its bottom could barely be seen.
Looking from above, it almost seed as though the entire island itself had been sliced apart by that single sword strike.
Fear exploded completely within the hearts of the remaining five Ninja Swordsn.
Their formation instantly collapsed.
No more tactics.
No more cooperation.
No more dignity as Kirigakure's elite swordsn.
Swish! Swish! Swish!!
The five of them fled in different directions without hesitation, desperately escaping like terrified rats.
At this mont, the only thought remaining in their minds was survival.
They could not understand it.
Why had they provoked such a monster?
If they had known this Konoha shinobi possessed strength this terrifying, they would never have accepted this mission no matter what price was offered.
"Run?"
At the center of the island, a cold smile appeared beneath Zoro's mask.
One of his arms was now completely covered in black Armant Haki.
Dark aura flowed continuously around one of the blackened blades in his hand like thick ink.
The black aura gradually spread across half of Zoro's body, causing his entire appearance to beco incomparably sinister.
At a glance, he resembled a demon that had crawled out from the depths of hell itself.
"I'll leave it to you, Enma."
Zoro lowered his gaze slightly toward the sword in his hand.
One of the Twenty-One Great Grade Blades—
Enma.
The mont his words fell, the Haki within his body began pouring uncontrollably into the blade.
Enma was known as the sword capable of "cutting through even hell itself."
Unlike ordinary weapons, this blade would forcibly draw out its wielder's Ryūō—Armant Haki—on its own before unleashing it in overwhelming quantities.
An ordinary person wielding Enma would have their Haki drained dry almost instantly and die.
But after continuous suppression through sheer willpower, Zoro had already managed to roughly ta the blade.
And he had personally tested its terrifying power before.
The Ryūō released by Enma alone was enough to slice the peak off a small mountain.
Boom!!!
A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from Zoro's body.
The atmosphere around him began twisting violently.
The ground trembled.
Towering trees shook uncontrollably.
Leaves rained down endlessly from the sky.
Within Zoro's crimson Sharingan, purple light flickered faintly.
Then—
A phantom-like shadow resembling a death god slowly erged behind him.
Facing one direction, Zoro swung his blade.
A purple-black slash instantly tore through the air.
Far away, Raiga Kurosuki was fleeing desperately through the forest when his instincts suddenly scread.
He turned his head slightly.
And in that final mont—
Despair appeared across his face.
That overwhelming pressure of death completely crushed any thought of resistance.
The instant he saw the purple-black slash behind him—
His life ended.
Silence gradually returned to the battlefield.
After unleashing two consecutive attacks with Enma, Zoro could clearly feel weakness spreading through his body.
In the end, he was still too young.
Right now, he had not even fully reached ten years old.
No matter how relentlessly he trained, there was still a limit to what his body could endure at this stage.
Glancing once toward Enma, which had gradually returned to normal, Zoro slowly sheathed the blade.
Then he closed his eyes briefly before activating Observation Haki once more.
Everything around him beca incomparably clear.
The shattered earth.
The trembling grass.
The movent of the wind.
Birds scattering through the sky in panic.
His two slashes had left enormous sword scars carved across the island.
And now—
Of the once-feared Seven Ninja Swordsn of the Mist, only four survivors remained.
The so-called elite executioners of Kirigakure had beco nothing more than rats fleeing in panic, desperately escaping the island that had beco their nightmare.
As for the two Root shinobi hiding nearby—
They had already fled long ago.
Zoro slowly lifted his gaze toward the distant sea.
He believed that after today—
The na Three-Sword Death God would beco a terror that made every shinobi of Kirigakure tremble in fear.
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