"Yata Mirror!"
Faced with the sudden joint attack of thirteen prisoners—Heavy Drinker, The Corrupt King, and the Crescent Moon Hunter among them— Rosen remained calm even as the third form of Susanoo was being battered to its limits.
In this dire situation, Rosen didn't repair the crumbling Susanoo with his Armament Haki. Instead, before it shattered, he activated his advanced Haki technique—Armament Haki Seed— and manipulated his external Haki to materialize a massive shield, no smaller than the Susanoo itself.
Then—
Susanoo raised its cracked, shattered palm and grasped the purple shield, lifting it high overhead.
It blocked the oncoming Galaxy Impact from Catarina Devon, countering her Haki-powered shockwave with lightning speed.
Boom!
The instant the shockwave clashed with the shield, bursts of blinding light exploded throughout Infinite Hell. A massive shockwave— like a missile detonating— swept out in all directions, blanketing the area in roaring winds and clouds of debris.
"Blocked?"
Catarina Devon stared in disbelief. The shattered Susanoo had managed to withstand the full force of her Galaxy Impact, even after her fruit had awakened. Her expression twisted with frustration.
Was this guy some kind of perpetual motion machine?
Why did it feel like his Armament Haki was infinite— like the waters of the Four Seas, endlessly replenishing?
First, he fought them all. Then, he summoned and maintained the third form of Susanoo, and now he could still manifest a shield as large as Susanoo itself?
This level of Haki— this sheer Haki output— was beyond anything she could comprehend.
"Totsuka no Tsurugi."
Rosen opened his other hand.
Susanoo, its surface riddled with spiderweb cracks like a shattered porcelain sculpture, mirrored his movements. It raised the opposite arm— the one not holding the Yata Mirror—and grasped the air firmly.
Ssshhkk—
From the grasped air, a torrent of purple light surged out, flickering like flames. It rapidly solidified into a sword of fire, clutched tightly in Susanoo's right hand. With the Yata Mirror in its left and the Totsuka no Tsurugi in its right, Susanoo launched skyward, straight toward the ceiling of Level 6.
Whoosh!
The Totsuka no Tsurugi stretched, its body elongating like a magical spear. In an instant, the sword pierced through Catarina Devon—who was still hanging in mid-air after launching her punch— nailing her straight to the ceiling of the sixth-level prison.
"Ahhhh!!"
Her face went pale. Her features twisted in agony. Her limbs flailed as the Totsuka no Tsurugi skewered her body, nailing her in a perfect crucifixion.
Even the purple flame-cloud swirling around her body— symbolizing her Zoan awakening— was flickering erratically, showing signs of imminent collapse.
"Damn it!"
"The third form isn't even the limit of this Haki freak!"
"He can forge shields and swords from his externalized Armament Haki—just like he crafted that monstrous avatar!"
Vasco Shot stared, his face pale. Catarina Devon had been pierced mid-awakening.
He couldn't wrap his head around the scale of Rosen's Haki.
How could a Susanoo that was already cracked all over— even its head melted away—still wield such destructive force?
This was Catarina Devon, in her awakened Mythical Zoan form, and she still got impaled.
"A monster…"
Even Avalo Pizzaro, watching from below, gasped in shock. But then he grit his teeth and charged forward. His body was still screaming in pain from his previous King's Fist attack, but he didn't care.
This time, he wasn't going to bother charging the punch.
He raised his fists again— ready to fire off a rapid-cast version of King's Fist.
The power would be weaker, the strain immense, but as long as it shattered Susanoo, it would be worth it.
"Rosen is at his limit."
"Otherwise, why would he create swords and shields instead of repairing that nearly collapsed avatar?"
"As long as we take down the core— the body— it won't matter if the weapons remain."
Vasco Shot snapped back into tactical focus.
He began converting the surroundings into alcohol again with the awakened ability of his Glug-Glug Fruit, preparing to summon his ten flaming wine dragons.
But before either could act—
Ka-chhk—
The armor plating on Susanoo's chest suddenly began to open up, as if surrendering and exposing Rosen inside.
Vasco Shot and Avalo Pizzaro's expressions changed.
Instead of retreating, instead of revealing Rosen— dozens of violet Haki arrows erupted from within the Susanoo like a torrential storm.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Vasco Shot flinched and instinctively retreated. But in his half-healed state, he still couldn't dodge them all.
Seven or eight arrows buried themselves deep into his body, the scent of scorched flesh following.
Sssthhkk!
The arrows tore through him. He staggered, frozen mid-dodge, but grit his teeth and raised two fingers—
Snap—
Suddenly, Rosen's expression shifted.
He looked down.
The ground beneath his feet had turned into a wine spring— fully liquefied alcohol, thanks to the awakened field-control of the Glug-Glug Fruit.
The alcohol covered just the right amount of area to submerge the entire Susanoo.
Snap!
Vasco Shot clicked his fingers again, and the wine pool erupted into a towering pillar of flame—rising like a volcanic geyser, swallowing Susanoo whole.
Fwoooosh—
The barely-standing Susanoo, having already taken critical damage, couldn't withstand this final assault.
Armor, clothing, skin, muscle, bones—
All were reduced to ash, piece by piece, in the firestorm.
Whoosh—
But from within the inferno, a single figure broke free— a man wrapped in a half-sphere shield of purple light.
Rosen.
Though he no longer had enough Haki left to maintain Susanoo, he still had enough to activate the Blut Vene Anhaben and escape the blaze unscathed.
As the firestorm dwindled, the translucent shield faded too.
Rosen touched down, landing lightly.
But his defenses were now completely drained.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Avalo Pizzaro appeared before him. The Blut Vene Anhaben flickered once— then vanished.
The last of his defenses were gone.
Avalo Pizzaro's lips curled into a sinister grin, and his entire fist—wrapped in pulsing violet Armament Haki lunged forward.
This was his fully charged King's Fist.
Its impact grew larger and larger in Rosen's dilating pupils.
"Take this—"
"Die!"
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