One Piece: True Several Thousand Hands, rampaging across Marineford!

Katakuri did not let go. He vaguely saw the future and said with a strange look in his eyes, "You samurai are not useless. At least when it comes to saving your lives, I would say you are lucky to be alive."

Kin'emon's neck wasn't completely broken; his bones were rather unusual.

After the battle ended.

It's back to full health.

Click!

Click!

Click!

Katakuri did it in front of everyone.

I twisted it several times.

Sikar was so impressed that he began to wonder if his opponent was a monster.

Why torture corpses for no reason?

At this moment, Katakuri's eyes became even stranger, and he saw the future again, a future that became clearer than before.

From the extremely distant future.

The samurai is still alive!

puff!

"I refuse to believe you won't die."

Katakuri plunged one hand into Kin'emon's heart.

With his other hand, he grabbed her shoulder and ripped it in two. "Even if fate is protecting you and making you more fortunate, being fortunate isn't always a good thing."

"Ahhhh!!!"

Kin'emon let out a chilling scream before he died.

"Enough...enough!"

Ashura Doji launched an attack for his comrades, wielding a katana imbued with black Armament Haki, and charged towards an even stronger opponent, shouting, "You demon!!!"

He was the most righteous of the Nine Heroes.

Chapter 211 Wano Country: Each Other's Rivals

Wasn't Kin'emon's neck broken?

The other retainers of the Oden family looked on in disbelief. They thought Kin'emon had died the first time his arm was twisted. Although they were angry and sad, they found a reason.

They need to protect the seriously injured Lord Oden.

and so……

Even though they were very sad, they did nothing.

Ashura Doji shared similar thoughts with the other retainers of the Oden family, but he suppressed his inner fear and shock with anger.

He slashed fiercely at his opponent.

He thought a lot before swinging the knife, but when he actually did, he felt a sense of relief.

The remaining retainers of the Oden family stood frozen in place, like frightened chicks, unsure whether they were stunned by Katakuri's fierce aura or terrified by Kin'emon's final, pitiful cry.

Kin'emon, one of their companions, survived having his neck twisted several times, but eventually died in a particularly gruesome manner.

I still remember how they were so full of pride and high spirits when they became successful.

Every retainer of the Oden family believed he had made a name for himself.

But reality dealt them a heavy blow.

My 'comrade' is dead!

He died like a worthless clown!

On his deathbed.

They were terrified.

"There are still some courageous people among the samurai."

Katakuri's arms, made of flesh and blood, were covered with a layer of Armament Haki, faintly reflecting light, like a set of exquisite armor, blocking the opponent's attack, which was temporarily launched with anger, without retreating a single step.

"You changed my view of samurai by wielding your sword against the strong for the sake of your comrades, but unfortunately my opponent is not you, but him."

Katakuri had no interest in killing the weak; he was simply disgusted by Kin'emon's clown-like antics. Killing Kin'emon was merely a convenient side effect, as simple as eating.

But the future made him lose his appetite and contemplate murder, only to see an even more disgusting future.

That's why Kin'emon ended up in such a miserable state.

"Go back."

Katakuri used the force of one arm to knock Ashura Doji back.

In terms of strength, he is strong enough to contend with Barrett, who has not eaten any Devil Fruits, and is among the top in the world.

"What incredible strength!"

Ashura Doji's arm went numb from the shock. Staring at Katakuri's palm, he exclaimed in astonishment, "My sword didn't even manage to cut you, only leaving a white mark?!"

"you……"

Katakuri judged that this samurai could break through his defenses in a life-or-death struggle, and that even against someone who was prepared, he could still leave a white mark. "Not bad."

"Take my sword."

A flash of sword light appeared.

Ashura Child in haste.

Fight back!

As the sound came, the clash of swords and knives rang out.

Ashura Doji was repelled, and he had a sword wound on his body. The sword had broken through his Armament Haki defense, leaving a wound on his body, from which blood was slowly dripping onto the ground.

It's nothing serious.

For his massive frame, it wasn't even a minor injury.

At the same time, a figure blocked the way for all the retainers of the Oden family; it was the one who had just drawn his sword.

"Katakuri."

Gaia looked at the warrior with great interest and made up his mind: you are the one! Become his second opponent. "I am not as strong as you, and I am not qualified to choose a strong opponent, but I will take this warrior."

“Sikar”.

Katakuri grinned menacingly, giving his answer without looking at his opponent, and turned to rush towards the north of Wano Country, saying, "I'll be waiting for you."

"coming!"

Sikar followed closely behind, "You little brat!"

As a giant, his body was much larger than that of an ordinary human. The fact that Roger valued him meant that he was incredibly strong and qualified to become the strongest giant in the history of the giant race.

I just have no interest in showing off.

"elder brother."

Lach asked nervously, "There are still nine opponents on the field. We've handed 'Pluto' Rayleigh over to Kahn, so how many are we going to face?"

"Deal with the remaining eight."

Abel's gaze remained unwavering as he walked up to Lach, facing the Roger Pirates members. A bloodthirsty, morbid smile spread across his handsome face as he declared, "We're going to take on eight of them!"

Lach: "...(⊙o⊙)!"

The Roger Pirates didn't care. No matter what tricks or plans their opponents had up their sleeves, they had the advantage. Even if the samurai were relatively useless, they could still exert some restraint.

For revenge.

Each of them was prepared to sacrifice themselves.

"Place?"

"Both the east and north have been chosen. Here's a chance for you two little ones. Which place would you like to choose as your final resting place?"

The Roger Pirates wouldn't mind ganging up on them.

But they wouldn't resort to anything too underhanded or despicable. Since they had no choice but to lure Kahn out, and he was already there, they naturally had to entertain him.

As the host, grant the host a certain privilege.

They do have that much courage.

"West!"

Abel held Lah down and imposed his dictatorship, saying, "There's a saying I really like, called 'Western Paradise.' I guess you won't understand it, but we'll send you to the Western Paradise!"

"The Western Paradise? Isn't that where Buddha is?"

"Does this kid think we've never read Journey to the West?"

"That's one of the most popular stories on the high seas over the years. I've been relying on these stories to ease my mind while staying in Wano Country."

"We'll return that sentence to you verbatim."

"You brat! You've followed the wrong person!"

"..."

Abel ran wildly westward.

Lach, speechless and looking distressed, stomped his little feet in frustration as soon as things settled down, took off the nine-section whip wrapped around his waist, and followed his impulsive brother.

The two siblings working together at least have an added advantage.

If Abel were alone, he would definitely be beaten to death by eight people.

At Rayleigh's behest, the eight members of Roger's pirate crew decided to take care of the two kids as soon as possible.

Come and help.