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Chapter 295 Demon Sword Muramasa
"The hilt is ring-shaped, the blade is silvery and shiny, and there are wave-like patterns on the blade. Holding it can bewitch people's minds and generate murderous thoughts."

"The demon sword Muramasa?"

Zoro muttered.

He has been practicing at the Yixin Temple since he was a child.

Koushin Dojo master never mentioned his origins, but he was very knowledgeable about the famous swords forged in Wano Country.

His father, Kousaburo, often told the students at the dojo about the legendary swordsmen passed down orally in Wano Country.

The Kanze Masamune in Gawain's hand is one of them, and it is also one of the most famous cursed swords in Wano Country.

At this moment, Zoro is holding another sword known as the "Demon Sword," the legendary Muramasa, which is said to possess the power to bewitch people and turn them into tools of slaughter.

It is also the ninth of the twenty-one Great Swords!
Like Shusui, the national treasure of Wano Country, this sword is a famous sword forged during the golden age of Wano Country.

Its master was one of the few great swordsmen of that era who could rival Ryoma. His name has been lost in the flow of history, and only the school he came from is recorded in a few words.

New Yin Flow, the Sword of Life, cuts without killing!

A person who believes in non-killing wields a knife that bewitches people's minds.

Zoro initially thought it was just a legend made up by Koushirou, but now that he has actually seen the sword, he is filled with confusion and anger.

Zoro looked around and realized that the person he had just seen had already disappeared into the crowd.
"Has that guy gone mad?! He actually gave away such an important and famous sword so easily?!"

Clod turned around, his gaze falling on Muramasa, his brows furrowed tightly:
"This knife..."

Vaguely.

Kro could sense the ominous aura emanating from Muramasa and couldn't help but warn him:
"It feels even more tyrannical to me than Gawain's Kanze Masamune, and I'm afraid it won't be so easy for you to tame it."

Zoro could no longer hear what Kuro was saying.

His attention was entirely focused on Muramasa, and he slowly reached out and grasped the hilt of the sword.

A surge of excitement, yet also resembling a deep-seated resentment, rushed into Zoro's mind, stirring up countless fragmented thoughts within him...

Kill it!
You've always craved blood, haven't you?
……

Zoro's eyes flashed crimson, and an invisible killing intent gradually rose around him, drawing frequent glances from those around him!
"Hey, hey, hey, with that murderous aura, where did this monster come from?!"

"Are all new recruits these days really this scary?!"

"What the hell!"

"Standing next to him, I felt a chill run down my spine, as if this guy might swing his knife at any moment!"

"Everything was fine just now, what happened?!"

The crowd scattered with a roar, fearing that if they were even a step too slow, Zoro would kill them on the spot.

"As expected... that guy was chosen by Muramasa."

The swordsman who had just given the knife stood far away in a corner, and after confirming this scene, he almost stopped breathing.

The knife that had not displayed any divine power in his hands was now exuding such a terrifying aura!

"Whether you tame the blade or are crushed by its will depends on yourself."

"Only by overcoming killing can one master killing; only by killing can one save lives!"

"It is ironic that an outsider can accomplish what no one in the Yagyu Shinkage school has done for hundreds of years."

"Ah."

……

"Zoron!"

Kuro couldn't help but raise his hand and press it on Zoro's shoulder.

"I'm fine!"

A suppressed sound was squeezed out from between Zoro's teeth.

His eyes gradually calmed down at this moment, only the veins on his hand gripping the hilt of the knife remained bulging.

Zoro looked down at the restless Muramasa in his hand, and a smile gradually spread across his face:

"A sword with its own will?!"

"interesting."

"To tame me is not enough, far from enough."

brush--!
Zoro raised his hand and swung his sword, unleashing a torrent of blade energy that severed the gnarled tree roots!
Muramasa's agitated blade became even more violent at this moment.

It refused to be controlled by the one wielding the sword and wanted to become the leader. It tried its best to resist, but it could not shake Zoro's hand.

Sudden.

Muramasa quieted down, its inner will subsided, and it became no different from an ordinary sword.

"Um?!"

Zoro was puzzled.

A violent shockwave suddenly erupted from the distant battlefield, and two soaring wills almost tore apart the sea of ​​trees beneath their feet.

The shattered sword energy left behind extremely ferocious slash marks on the surrounding ground.

Amidst howling winds.

An even more chilling aura emanated from the two of them, spreading outwards.

It pressed down so hard that even a thousand swords and blades bowed their heads!
boom!
The commotion caused by their fight spread throughout the entire Sabaody Archipelago.

This caused widespread panic, with many people mistaking it for a swarm of giant sea monsters launching a relentless attack.

Forest No. 17.

Cavendish sat on the deck as the ship swayed with the waves.

His attention was drawn to the commotion in the distance, and feeling the powerful aura emanating from the air, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"What kind of monsters are fighting?"

"Four Emperors? Generals?!"

"Or some retired bigwigs?"

The deputy standing beside him was so intimidated by this aura that his legs went weak, and he couldn't help but speak up to persuade him:
"Captain, should we retreat first?"

"If we stay here any longer, we'll probably get caught in the crossfire of the battle over there."

Reason told him that leaving now was the best option.

He didn't know who was fighting over there, but without a doubt, anyone capable of such a feat must be an absolute powerhouse who had traversed the vast ocean.

Not to mention himself, even Cavendish, or even Cavendish's hidden second personality, White Horse, would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of such power, and would be mercilessly crushed.

"Do not make jokes!"

Cavendish was resentful:

"If we can't expose Gawain's true colors here, he'll dominate the front pages of every newspaper and magazine once he enters the New World!"

Even so, he still felt a chill when he heard the violent roars that erupted from afar.

He had a smooth journey so far, and had never even seen such a cataclysmic power before, let alone fought against it.

At this moment, even the restless second personality, White Horse, within him subsided, as if asleep.

Although he had never encountered such a situation before, he knew what it meant: the monster that symbolized endless killing was fighting the two people in the distance in fear!

"I……"

Cavendish opened his mouth, gritted his teeth, and said:

"hold on."

"We are currently in a safe zone. We will withdraw immediately if the battlefield over there begins to expand or shifts towards us."

At that moment, a panicked figure rushed out from the dense forest in the distance.

"captain!"

"Gawain and his gang have been spotted!"

"Their ship was anchored in Forest 012. After disembarking, they split into two groups. One group headed towards the commercial area, presumably to purchase supplies."

The other group headed towards Forest 013, seemingly preparing to find the mysterious old man to perform the coating process and then enter the New World via Fishman Island.

Cavendish paused, looking up at the distant battlefield:
"What forest is that?!"

The deputy swallowed hard.
"number 013."

As soon as he finished speaking, a jolt of electricity ran through his mind.

Rumors about the truth of Water Seven resurfaced before his eyes.

"Captain, do you think that rumor might be true? Could it really be Knight Gawain who killed the Golden Lion?! And could those fighting over there be Knight Gawain and some unknown powerful figure?!" "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Cavendish shook his head; he remained convinced of his judgment.
"The powerful figures who dominate this sea area mostly rise to fame and establish their own territories in their thirties or forties."

"Even monsters like Whitebeard and Golden Lion only made their names after more than a decade in the industry."

"Where is Knight Gawain?!"

"He's only been in the industry for less than two years since his debut in Donghai, and you're telling me he's already on par with those top players?!"

"Are you kidding me?!"

Cavendish scoffed, assuming his subordinates had lost their composure out of fear.

He slowly stood up, looked at the distant forest, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"Now that we've confirmed that Gao Wen's group's target is the white-haired old man, Monk Zero No. 013, they should be in that bar right now. You guys wait here."

"I'll be right back with that guy's head!"

Without waiting for his men to react, Cavendish leaped off the ship and disappeared into the dense forest in a few breaths.

……

Half an hour later.

Rip-off bar.

The battle in the distance intensified, with shattered sword energy frequently tearing through the sky and ripping apart the earth.

Only the bar remained untouched, as if the two were deliberately avoiding it.

Xia Qi sat by the door, the cigarette burning from her fingertips to the mouthpiece, but she didn't react at all, because her attention was drawn to the battle in the distance.

"Truly...the younger generation is formidable."

"Even Rayleigh at his age couldn't do this much~"

As they were talking, Xia Qi noticed a figure rushing towards them from the dense forest in the distance. It was Cavendish, who had hurried over.

"Oh~"

Xia Qi spoke languidly, raising her hand to support her chin:
"This handsome young man's appearance here at this time is not a good choice at all."

Cavendish paid no heed to Xia Qi's reminder and coldly replied:
"Where is Knight Gawain?!"

"Is it really that menacing?!"

Xia Qi looked at Cavendish with great interest, then pointed towards the core of the battlefield:
"They're over there, they just left."

Ode——!
The sound fell to the ground.

Cavendish rushed out impatiently.

"You're so impatient!"

"Does he have some kind of grudge against Gao Wen?!"

Xia Qi seemed to recall something amusing, and her smile widened even more:

"But the gap between you two is probably more than a hundredfold."

……

Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
In the dense forest.

Cavendish walked quickly.

The closer he got to the core battlefield, the more he could feel that invisible pressure.

He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword and tried several times, but could not pull out his longsword.

Two completely different, yet equally powerful, sword energies clashed and fought in the air.

"The two swordsmen fighting are undoubtedly top-tier swordsmen rarely seen in the world. One of them may be the legendary Hawkeye Mihawk, but who is his opponent?!"

Several names flashed through Cavendish's mind, but he rejected them all.

While those people in the rumors are indeed strong, they are definitely not strong enough to inspire even the slightest desire to resist.

"But this only makes me more certain that the one who should not, and absolutely cannot, fight Hawkeye is Knight Gawain!"

Cavendish's voice grew increasingly subdued, and his attitude toward Gawain bordered on obsessive.

If the one who fought Hawkeye was indeed Gawain, then he was someone whose appearance was no less than mine, whose reputation was even stronger, and whose strength far surpassed mine...

He didn't think any further.

All he wants now is to defeat Gawain and prove to the world that he is the most dazzling supernova!

With this thought in mind, Cavendish's steps quickened.

The invisible pressure in the air grew heavier, like a mountain pressing down on you.

It's getting heavier and heavier.

It's getting increasingly suffocating!
at last.

The view in the distance began to open up, and a group of more than ten spectators could even be vaguely seen.

"Knight Gawain!"

"I've come to take your head!"

A loud shout rang out like a thunderclap.

The crowd watching from afar hesitated for a moment, thinking they had misheard. They exchanged glances before realizing the problem.

Everyone slowly turned their heads.

Then he saw Cavendish, his face contorted with excitement. He had long lost the elegance and composure of a pirate prince; his face was now filled with jealousy and resentment.

The crowd fell silent for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--!"

"You're joking! I almost believed you!"

……

Cavendish was taken aback, then gritted his teeth and said:
"I'm not kidding, where is Knight Gawain?!"

"..."

The spectators finally realized that Cavendish was serious. The bald, burly man, expressionless, pointed to the heart of the battlefield:

"That's the one who fought Hawkeye over there."

"How can it be……"

Cavendish's expression froze completely.

He raised his hand and pushed through the crowd.

Use your eyes to confirm the truth.

It is visible.

But it was Gawain, constantly clashing swords with Hawkeye in the center of the battlefield!
boom--!
Once again, blades clashed, this time with a far more violent impact than before, unleashing its fury in all directions.

The wind howled.

The blown hat off Cavendish's head also revealed his pale face.

Not willing?

envy?

What a joke!
Such emotions would only arise if the two were on equal footing, but now, facing Gawain, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to draw his sword; the only option is...

Frustration and helplessness!
He stood there, unaware that even the dissipating sword energy was slicing across his delicate face.

It was also at this time.

Two figures stood behind Cavendish.

Kro's tone turned cold:
"You said...whose head do you want to take?!"

Accompanying the sound was Kro's overwhelming killing intent.

An almost tangible crimson killing intent rose from Kro's body, as if it were an outer garment draped over him.

The restless air currents swirled around him, creating wave after wave of spreading wind pressure!

Only then did everyone around realize what was happening.

This man, who followed behind Gao Wen without saying a word, with a refined appearance and gloomy temperament, was actually a real monster!

(End of this chapter)