Uchiha Puppet Master, Starting from One Piece.

She stepped back ten meters and stopped.

She looked down at the Zanpakuto in her hand.

"Your defenses are indeed very troublesome."

Her voice remained gentle.

"But your blood should still be red."

She paused.

"Nothing that is blood can escape my blade."

A smile curved her lips.

"Because what I'm best at is cutting red things."

Her body lunged forward again, so fast that the naked eye couldn't keep up.

This time, her knife was faster, more ruthless, and more precise.

One slash after another, each slash faster and more ruthless than the last.

Head, neck, chest, abdomen, waist, arms, and legs.

Each strike was aimed at Jin's vital points.

Jhin's body weaved through the flashing blades, his wings unfurling behind him, flames burning on them like two dark red suns.

His knife was also being swung, each swing bringing up a burst of flame that ignited the surrounding air.

The two men's knives clashed in mid-air, sparks flying and flames dancing.

The ground was covered with scorched marks from the flames and cracks torn by the blade's energy.

After fighting for a while, the two retreated.

Retsu Unohana had several burn marks on her body, but there were no wounds on her skin.

Jin had several knife wounds on his body, but they were all shallow and couldn't even break through his skin.

Moreover, those knife wounds—or rather, those dents—are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's not a Devil Fruit's regenerative ability.

It is a special physique of the Lunaria race.

As long as the flames behind them are still burning, their bodies will not be injured.

Unohana Retsu's brows furrowed slightly.

"Your defensive capabilities are truly exceptional."

Her voice was still gentle, but there was a hint of coldness in it.

Jin looked at her, a hint of mockery flashing in his red eyes.

"Jack's regenerative abilities come from his Devil Fruit powers."

His voice was hoarse and deep.

"My defense is a racial talent."

He paused.

"Too bad, you can't break through my defenses."

Unohana Retsu's lips curved into a smile.

"is it?"

Her voice was very soft, so soft it sounded like a sigh.

"Then I just need to extinguish your flames. Those flames didn't appear out of nowhere, they must be related to your abilities, right?"

Jin's eyes widened suddenly.

"Destroyed?"

A smile spread across his face.

Do you know where the flames of the Lunaria race came from?

He paused.

"It comes from our blood."

"As long as our blood flows, the flame will not go out."

Unohana Retsu's brows furrowed slightly.

"blood?"

A smile curved her lips.

"That makes things even easier."

She paused.

"What I do best is stop the blood from flowing."

Her body lunged forward, her Zanpakuto twirling in her hand as she slashed at Jin's wings.

Her target was not Jin's body.

It is his flame.

Those are his wings.

Jin's eyes widened suddenly.

He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The blade struck his wing, but nothing happened.

But suddenly a wound appeared, and blood gushed out from it. As soon as the blood came into contact with the air, it burst into flames and turned into a ball of red fire.

The flames did not go out; instead, they burned even brighter.

Unohana Retsu's brows furrowed slightly.

"Blood can burn?"

There was a hint of surprise in her voice.

A smile spread across Jin's lips.

He swung his sword sharply, aiming for Unohana Retsu's head.

Unohana Retsu dodged the attack and took a few steps back.

She stood there, looking at Jin, her eyes as calm as a stagnant pool.

"The ability to cause trouble."

Her voice was very soft, so soft it was as if she were talking to herself.

"but……"

A smile curved her lips.

"It's not that there's no way."

She raised her Zanpakuto, and the red light on the blade grew brighter, stronger, and hotter.

"Swastika."

Her lips parted slightly, and she uttered two words.

"All gone."

The moment those words were spoken, the whole world changed.

The red light on the blade suddenly burst forth, like a blood-red sun exploding, dyeing everything around it red.

Then, the blade began to melt.

No, it's not melting.

It's a transformation.

Red liquid flowed from the blade, dripping onto the ground like blood.

But those liquids did not evaporate or disappear.

They spread across the ground, converging into red streams that turned the entire battlefield into a blood-red swamp.

As Jin's feet touched the crimson swamp, he felt a strange power emanating from beneath his feet.

His body began to feel heavy.

His movements began to slow down.

His flame began to wane.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"What's this?!"

He tried to back away, but his feet were stuck in the swamp, as if they were being held by something and he couldn't pull them out.

Retsu Unohana stood in the center of the blood-red swamp, her Zanpakuto completely deformed.

Red liquid flowed from the blade, resembling blood-red venomous snakes.

A gentle smile still lingered on her face.

But there was no longer any tenderness in those eyes.

Only madness.

Only killing.

Only bloodlust.

"Welcome to my world, Ember."

Her voice was no longer gentle.