One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

Chapter 11 War Begins

Is Yamato's statement false?

It's completely fake.

No normal person would think that Kaido is a person who cares about the people.

But this is Wano Country.

Kane had inquired and found out that the locals were very receptive to the idea of ​​a prodigal son returning home.

Once Yamato becomes shogun, Kane plans to completely pin the blame on Orochi.

The top floor of the Great Serpent City.

"That bastard Kaido! I'll never let him get away with this!"

Kurozumi Orochi gritted his teeth and ordered, "Go get them! Cut those two into pieces! I'll make Kaido regret this for the rest of his life!"

A tall, bald man with long earlobes and a prominent skull whispered a warning: "General Orochi, this might not be a good idea. If Kaido really wanted to attack us, why would he send just two people?"

"Fu Lu Shou, didn't you hear my order?"

Kurozumi Orochi's sinister gaze fixed on him like a venomous snake, emphasizing, "I am the general!"

"Yes, General Orochi."

Fukurokuju dared not say anything more, and could only silently pray that Yamato and the other man had acted on their own initiative, so that there was still room for maneuver.

"Well, negotiations have broken down. Time to prepare for the offensive!"

Seeing this, Kane burst into laughter, "I choose you! Go, Yamato!"

"Hahaha!! Finally, we can fight again."

Yamato's eyes lit up with excitement, and he instantly entered the beastman form of Mythical Zoan: Great Mouth God, leaping down from Kane's head.

"Kurozumi Orochi, I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

"Ice Slash!"

The spiked club, carrying a chilling aura, slammed down towards the head of the black charcoal serpent.

"Protect, protect the emperor!"

Seeing Yamato's menacing approach, the once arrogant black serpent was instantly terrified, its limbs flailing wildly in a comical manner.

"General, don't panic!" Fukurokuju stood in front of the giant serpent, his hands forming hand seals: "Ninja Art: Earlobe Manipulation Technique - Shield Trap!"

His two peculiarly large earlobes stretched, twisted, and intertwined wildly as if they were alive, instantly forming an incredibly tough braided shield under the spiked club.

At the same time, jet-black Armament Haki swirled around it.

boom!

Yamato's club, imbued with monstrous strength, slammed hard into the earlobe shield.

The terrifying impact traveled from his earlobe to Fu Lu Shou's entire body, and the floor beneath his feet shattered like thin ice.

"Well!!"

Fu Lu Shou (福禄寿) had blood spilling from the corners of his mouth and fell to the ground without any resistance.

All that remained at the scene was a large, dark hole.

"Damn it, how can he be so strong!"

The black charcoal serpent stared at the large hole in front of it, swallowed hard, and cold sweat beaded on its forehead.

Fukurokuju was the captain of his Oniwabanshu and one of his most capable subordinates. Could it be that even he couldn't withstand Yamato's attack?

"Quickly, quickly, you all, charge at this general's location!"

Orochi roared in terror at the surrounding samurai and ninjas. Seeing that they were starting to back down, he hurriedly added, "If you can capture Kaido's daughter, I will reward you with 500 gold!"

The huge bounty ignited the flames of greed.

The samurai and ninjas, who were initially intimidated by Yamato's imposing presence, were instantly captivated by the gleam of the gold coins.

After all, the girl in front of them looked to be only in her teens or twenties. There was no reason why they couldn't beat her out of so many of them!

"Brothers, today is the day of glory and wealth, charge!"

Driven by the promise of a hefty reward, the crowd surged towards Yamato like a tidal wave bursting its banks, brandishing all sorts of weapons.

"Good timing!"

Yamato grew increasingly excited and charged headlong into the crowd, dragging his spiked club.

Fighting! So exhilarating!

Looking down at the chaotic battlefield, Kane shook his head inwardly, thinking, "A bunch of poor wretches who've never seen the world."

While 500 gold coins is indeed a huge sum for the people of Wano Country, whose livelihood can be sustained by 5 silver coins a week, it can be used to offer a bounty on Yamato...

That's like using the money you'd make selling cabbages to sell rice noodles.

After observing for a moment and seeing that Yamato was engrossed in the game, wielding a spiked club imbued with domineering lightning that could send a group of people flying with each swing, Kane stopped paying attention and turned his gaze to another direction.

Kyoshiro, the guard leader who enjoys Orochi's deep trust, is currently suppressing a group of samurai, preventing them from making a move.

"Interesting. Trying to reap the benefits without lifting a finger? Too bad, Orochi is indeed a fat clam waiting to be slaughtered, but Yamato is the fisherman wielding the sharp blade."

Kane sneered and decided to stretch his muscles as well.

A colossal dragon descended upon Orochi Castle, transforming into a five-meter-tall dragon-man, its battle-ready eyes fixed firmly on Kyoshiro.

Kyoshiro, who had been watching Kane and Yamato closely, was suddenly startled. The hair on his body stood on end, and he instinctively gripped the hilt of the long sword at his waist.

At that moment, only the cold blade could bring him a little sense of security.

"Brother Kyoshiro, what's wrong?" The samurai members of Kyoshiro's family also noticed their brother's unusual behavior.

"He's worth five hundred gold coins, isn't he?"

A burly man with purple hair reached out and gripped the hilt of a knife, a cruel smile playing on his lips: "Brother Kuang Shilang, watch me take this head for you and present it to the general!"

"Yuji, stop!"

Kyoshiro tried to dissuade him, but it was too late.

Yuji's figure appeared before Kane like a ghost.

Seeing Kane remain motionless, Yong Er's grin widened: "Too scared to move? Don't worry, I'll give you a quick death!"

"Itto-ryu·Iai!"

Ding!

A flash of light, and the blade struck Kane's skin with a metallic clang.

Kane looked down at the faint white mark slowly fading from his chest and let out an undisguised sneer: "Can't even Kurozumi Orochi guarantee his guards' basic needs?"

A mocking smile appeared on his lips, and he then spread his arms, exposing his torso to the samurai's view.

"So you were trying to take my head? If you can, then come at me! Hahahaha!!"

What a shame!

Yuji blushed, ignoring his surprise at Kane's defensive prowess, and immediately gripped the hilt of his sword with both hands, wielding the katana in a blur of motion.

Ding!Ding!Ding!

The crisp sound of cutting iron seemed to form a beautiful symphony.

Kane, as if cheering on the samurai, commented, "Too slow, too slow! Faster, faster!"

A slash without mastering Armament Haki is nothing more than a tickle.

"Why...why is it completely useless..."

Yuji, whose hands were numb from the recoil, had to stop and stared incredulously at Kane, who was completely unharmed.

"Have you run out of tricks?" Kane feigned regret. "Then let's stop here!"

"Dragon Claw!"

Kane's sharp claws glowed white, and then he swung them down with lightning speed.

"Not good!" Kyoshiro's pupils shrank sharply. He could no longer hide his strength and hurriedly flashed in front of Yuuji, drawing his sword and swinging it in one smooth motion.

Clang!

The dragon claws clashed with the blade, producing a deafening explosion.

What incredible strength!

Kyoshiro frowned slightly, struggling to resist, and his footing created a hole in the floor.

"Was it blocked?"

Kane wasn't surprised; ten years later, Denjiro, wielding two swords, was capable of briefly holding his own against Zoro.

Kyoshiro put on a humble smile: "Can we talk...?"

Kane gave a sly smile: "Block this attack first, then we'll talk about the future!"

"Dragon Pulse!"

Kane started with a zero-frame attack.

The dazzling shockwave slammed solidly into Kyoshiro.

Bang bang bang!

Overwhelmed by the force, Kyoshiro was blasted away by the immense impact, crashing through countless rooms.

Yamato, who was fighting fiercely in the distance, caught a glimpse of this scene and immediately puffed up his cheeks in anger, looking like a ruffled puppy: "That annoying Kane, he told me to take action before he came!"

"Please forgive me, Yamato. I'll do it next time."

Kane responded with a grin.

You can't blame him for just having an itch to do it.

However, the battlefield here truly belongs to Yamato.