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Chapter 113: Special Dungeon
Blake's gaze slowly swept across their four faces.
Garp, Dragon, Kizaru, Golden Lion Shiki.
The Marines, the Revolutionary Army, and a pirate of the old era.
These four individuals represented nearly the top three forces on this sea, the very peak of the pyramid capable of stirring up the winds and clouds of the world.
At this moment, however, they sat quietly in their seats like gamblers waiting for the cards to be dealt.
Golden Lion Shiki's breathing was somewhat heavy. In his cloudy eyes burned an irrepressible desire and the madness of a final gamble.
Revolutionary Army Leader Dragon remained expressionless, but his finger unconsciously tapping on the edge of the table betrayed his inner unrest.
Kizaru took off his tea-colored sunglasses and wiped them unhurriedly with a cloth. Behind the lenses, in addition to his usual laziness, there was a trace of barely perceptible intense focus in his eyes.
Only Garp appeared the most calm.
After all, he was an old hand at this.
He even had the leisure to lift his cup, down the remaining liquor in one gulp, and let out a satisfied sigh.
"Bwahahaha, hurry up, Brat Blake! This old man can't wait anymore!"
He grinned wide, his smile full of pure, unadulterated anticipation.
Because of his words, the atmosphere in the tavern became even more subtle.
Blake looked at them, a playful smile curving the corner of his mouth.
Fine then, let me take a good look.
He snapped his fingers.
Hum—
Ripples appeared in the air, and a semi-transparent screen slowly unfurled before him like a scroll.
[Jujutsu Kaisen], [Bleach], [Hunter x Hunter], [One-Punch Man]...
Names of worlds, each radiating a different aura, flashed rapidly across the screen. Behind every name lay a distinctly different power system and a magnificent epic.
His finger slid slowly across the screen, finally stopping on a name that emitted the scent of iron and blood.
This is the one.
Blake's smile widened a fraction.
There is no battlefield more suitable than this.
He put away the screen and turned his gaze back to the four top-tier customers at the bar.
"I have already selected a brand-new world for you all."
Blake's voice was unhurried, yet it instantly brought the four men's focus to a peak.
"It is a... very interesting place."
"Bwahahaha, stop keeping us in suspense, Brat Blake! This old man can't wait!"
His shout broke the stagnant atmosphere.
"Fine, look at how impatient you all are."
He snapped his fingers.
"I can't be bothered to explain too much. Go in and see for yourselves."
As his voice fell, four beams of white light, more brilliant than any before, instantly descended from the sky, completely enveloping Garp, Dragon, Kizaru, and Golden Lion Shiki!
In the dark void, four figures emerged simultaneously.
Garp, Dragon, Kizaru, Golden Lion Shiki.
They looked around. This familiar space, like the starting point of the world, brought a different state of mind with each visit.
"Jihahahaha!" Golden Lion Shiki was the first to break the silence. He stretched his limbs, his face carrying the joy of a survivor and an extreme thirst for power. "Hurry up and start! I can't wait to take back the power that belongs to me!"
Kizaru yawned lazily, his hands in his pockets, looking as if he hadn't woken up yet. "Oh my, oh my, such boundless energy, Lord Shiki. I hope this dungeon will be a bit easier, preferably the kind where I can clear it just by lying down."
Dragon remained silent. He just stood there quietly like an immutable iceberg, but the light of contemplation flickered in his deep eyes.
Only Garp was excitedly rubbing his hands and looking around like a child visiting an amusement park for the first time.
Just then.
The void in front of them rippled like a lake surface disturbed by a stone.
Immediately after, a massive screen unfurled with a boom!
On that screen, there were no colorful fragments of worlds, only lines of cold, solemn text emitting an aura of iron and blood.
[Special Dungeon: The Second Great Ninja War]
"Ninja War?" Garp froze for a moment and scratched his head. "That name sounds a bit familiar?"
Golden Lion Shiki's eyes instantly became greedy and blazing.
War!
This was his favorite stage! Only in the baptism of blood and fire could the purest power be born!
However, the text on the screen continued to appear.
[Rule 1: Participants must choose a faction to enter the dungeon and will automatically acquire a corresponding identity. Dungeon rewards will be calculated based on faction contribution.]
[Rule 2: In this dungeon, each player has three chances for reincarnation. Once chances are exhausted, you will exit the dungeon.]
[Rule 3 (Important): Reincarnation is not resurrection. After reincarnation, the player will acquire a brand-new identity.]
[Rule 4 (Extremely Important): Player strength is initially in a sealed state and will gradually unlock with the number of reincarnations.]
Every word on the screen seemed cast from blood and steel—cold, cruel, and emitting an overwhelming aura of slaughter.
The Second Great Ninja War.
Reincarnation.
Sealed.
Garp, Dragon, Kizaru, Golden Lion Shiki—four people, four completely different states of mind.
"Oh my, oh my~..."
Kizaru's signature lazy tone was the first to break the dead silence.
He opened his mouth wide in exaggeration. Behind his lenses, his eyes rarely lost focus, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.
"This is truly formidable. Player strength is initially in a sealed state? Are you going to take away all our power?"
He spread his hands, his face written with an expression of "I'm so scared."
"This dungeon is too dangerous. This old man just wanted to come in and slack off."
"Jihahahahahaha!"
A burst of manic, ear-piercing laughter suddenly erupted from Golden Lion Shiki's throat!
He laughed until he rocked back and forth, laughed until tears almost came out, as if he had heard the most beautiful and melodious music in the world!
"If you're scared, then get the hell out early, Sparkles Brat!"
Golden Lion Shiki abruptly stopped laughing. In his cloudy eyes, an unprecedented light burst forth, like two balls of blazing ghost fire!
He stared fixedly at Kizaru, the smile on his lips twisted and ferocious.
"If you quit now, you can still keep your little life."
"But if I run into you inside... Jihahahaha, I will kill you with my own hands!"
That undisguised killing intent caused the temperature in this void space to drop.
The smile on Kizaru's face stiffened for an instant.
This madman!
Golden Lion Shiki paid him no more mind. He turned his head, his greedy gaze locking tightly onto the line of text "Strength Sealed" on the screen, his breathing becoming heavy.
Sealed!
Everyone's power would be sealed!
What did this mean?
It meant that Garp, who was like an invincible monster, Garp who had mastered Whitebeard's Tremor-Tremor Fruit ability, would be standing on the same starting line as him!
They would all start from zero!
This battlefield would be a brand-new starting point for all of them!
What a wonderful rule!
This was the best opportunity bestowed upon him by the gods!
An opportunity to wipe away his shame and return to his peak!
I, Shiki, have never been weaker than anyone in my life. Just because this old geezer Garp entered the dungeon before me doesn't matter. I can still come from behind! The advantage is mine!
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