The ravens scattered in the air before coalesg bato Rojen's form. Dragon watched all of this happen with a grave look in his eyes. There was even a mog glint in the crows' eyes, further baffling him. What kind of ability could mimic the powers of a Logia Devil Fruit so vingly?

  With a ferocious lunge, Dragon unleashed a devastating Dragon Cw, a torrent of wind slig through the air. Rojen shattered into crows again, seemingly uo react. This repeated, and Dragon's eyes sharpened. His Observation Haki spread out, sensing something unusual amidst the chaos.

  Meanwhile, Rojen was abs the teiques and talents of Uchiha Itachi. The Mangekyō Sharingan, potesu, fearsome Dōjutsu, and mastery over fire-style ninjutsu were formidable. In the Naruto world, Itachi was legendary. For Rojen, exging 75 Million for this opportunity was a stroke of incredible luck.

  This was invaluable to him. He was determio make the most of it. Acquiring even one of Itachi's abilities would be a tremendous blessing. But whether he could fully acquire them depended on winning this battle.

  Rojen's eyes narrowed, his Sharingan spinning faster. The scarlet glow of his eyes locked onton, sending a shiver down the Rear Admiral's spine.

  "Dragon, I 't tinue pying here."

  Rojen's tone was low, his expression solemn.

  "Pying?"

  Dragon raised an eyebrow, sensing Rojen might be uimating him. A faint smile touched his lips.

  "It seems you've uimated this geion's Marines Rear Admiral."

  "Hm?" Rojen's expression turned questioning, sensing Dragon had realized something.

  "If I'm not mistaken, I'm caught in some kind of illusion-based ability, right?"

  Dragon's eyes gleamed. In the moment, his entire body surged with energy, breaking free from Rojen's genjutsu.

  This caught Rojen off guard. Then, an amused smile spread across his face.

  "As expected on."

  With a flick of his long sword, Rainbow Abyss, Rojen twirled it through the air, produg a series of dazzling sword flowers. Then, with one hand f seals, three identical Rojens appeared beside him, each wielding a sword as they encircled Dragon.

  "Yetting a bit arrogant. Strength is a good thing, but you're not very clear about your position— and that could be a problem."

  As the Rojens charged, Dragon shook his head, making no effort to dodge.

  In the span of just three breaths, the four Rojens reached him. Their swleamed as they sshed through Dragon's body, their strikes cutting ly.

  However, as Rojen's sword sliced through Dragon's figure, his Sharingan spun rapidly, and a sense of danger erupted in his mind.

  "Do you know how fast the wind moves?"

  "How fast… the wind... moves?!"

  Rojen froze. In the blink of ahe three shadow es dissolved into white mist with a series of muffled bursts.

  His instincts screamed at him, his skin crawling as a chill spread up his spine. A crushiook hold of him, and he realized that someone had silently appeared behind him.

  Unnoticed, a tall, imposing figure loomed at his back, its shadow enveloping him. The billowing Justice cape, the resolute expression ced with authority— it was Dragon.

  "So fast!"

  Rojen was shocked. Without hesitation, his right hand began f seals.

  But just as his seals took shape, the man behind him moved decisively.

  "Bang!"

  A burst of white mist scattered, leaving Dragon holding nothing more than a piece of torn cloth in his hand.

  "Iing. This isn't genjutsu anymore."

  Dragon squinted as he began sing his surroundings. Rojen's figure had vanished.

  Meanwhile, hiding behind a nearby building, Rojen's heart ounding wildly.

  "As expected on— he is terrifying! The ninja's Kawarimi no Jutsu (Substitution Jutsu) truly proves to be the most useful in bat."

  Narrowing his eyes, Rojen csped his hands together and formed seals once more.

  In a blink, a shadow aterialized before him. The two, sharing the same mind, exged a brief nod. The e immediately dashed out, while the real Rojen, his gaze deep and thoughtful, hesitated for a moment before calmly stepping forward.

  Ninjas never fight recklessly. Their battles rely on numerous factors: assessing the enviro, seizing opportunities, and strategic thinking. The same ninjutsu, wheed by a genius versus a fool, yields vastly different outes.

  As soon as Rojen's shadow e emerged, Dragon had already noticed it. His body flickered, twisting momentarily before reappearing in front of the e, bringing down a swift strike.

  "Bang!"

  The shadow e exploded into a puff of white mist. Dragon frowned. His Observation Haki was still in its early stages, with a limited range. If it were fully developed, log the boy's hiding spot would have been effortless.

  "es, genjutsu, substitution teiques, and that bizarre Dojutsu... what a troublesome oppo."

  By this point itle, Dragon had to admit that Rojen's potential was immense— perhaps even parable to that er himself.

  Suddenly, Dragon's eyes fshed as he spun around sharply.

  At the exaeurned, Rojen was already leaping high into the air. His hands blurred into a flurry of seals. Taking a deep breath, his chest expanded, and with a powerful exhale, he unleashed his teique.

  "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu (Fire Release: Great Fireball Teique)!"

  "Whoosh!"

  A massive torrent of fmes, flowing like a river, surged toward Dragon. The firestorm moved with incredible speed, ing its target almost instantaneously.

  Landing heavily on the ground, Rojen exhaled deeply, his expression tense as he stared ahead.

  For an ordinary person, being engulfed in such fmes—spanning over three meters high— would have reduced them to ashes. But fon? It wasn't certain.

  In fact, even after his jourhrough this world, the inal story never revealed Dragon's true abilities. All that was known was that this man was extraordinarily dangerous— far more so than his deceased brother.

  To be reized as the world's most wanted criminal was no simple feat.

  The fire raged, dev Dragon's figure pletely. But as the inferno subsided, Rojen's pupils tracted into narrow slits.

  He saw it clearly: Dragon's body, scorched by the fmes, reappeared piece by piece from the void, gradually ref until it was entirely intact.

  The man hadn't suffered a single scratch.

  The Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu (Fire Release: Great Fireball Teique) had been utterly iive!

  (End Of Chapter)

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