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275 God of Ninjas
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A long, intimidating dragon’s roar shook the battlefield.
Though it was a wooden dragon born from ninjutsu, its presence radiated overwhelming combat power and crushing oppression.
For a brief moment, the Whitebeard Pirates actually believed it wasn’t a mere construct—
It felt like a real dragon.
The sheer force that poured from it was like a mountain collapsing, pressing down on their chests and making their hearts quake.
Those charging at the front had no time to retreat—
A massive claw rose slowly into the air…
And then—
Boom!
One crushing strike came down!
Countless Whitebeard Pirates were smashed into the ground, their bodies broken in an instant.
Screams echoed without pause.
Among the fallen was even a New World captain with a bounty of over 200 million—his body obliterated on the spot, his head bursting like a watermelon.
The pirates who had been so eager to attack Senju Hashirama froze at the sight.
They stood rooted in place, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.
Deep in their hearts, a heavy fog of fear took hold.
"So many crewmates… all killed by a single strike?"
"No… what even is that thing?!"
"Are we really supposed to fight something like this? This is suicide! We can’t possibly beat it!"
Just moments ago, they had been brimming with confidence.
Now, they couldn’t even shout a threat—their throats felt as if something had closed around them.
Many suddenly remembered: Senju Hashirama was known as the strongest member of the Kamui Pirates.
Some had heard rumors that his strength rivaled that of a Marine Admiral, but most dismissed it as exaggeration.
Yet after witnessing the sheer destructive might of the wooden dragon, no one dared doubt anymore.
This wasn’t a rumor. This was reality.
Standing atop the great wooden dragon, Senju Hashirama glanced across the terrified pirates with a faint, mocking smile.
"You still think you can challenge my ninjutsu? You’d be better off going home to practice for a few decades. No—" he corrected himself, "—even if you trained your whole life, you’d never reach my level."
Half an hour ago, such words would have been met with laughter and jeers.
Now, after seeing what he could do, the pirates could only wonder if he was telling the truth.
At that moment, someone shouted from the crowd:
"We’ve got numbers! We can still win!"
The pirates began to rally.
Fighting spirit.
Anger.
Excitement.
Indeed, Senju Hashirama’s power was terrifying—unbelievable, even.
But there were so many of them. Could he really take on every single one of them without being brought down?
With renewed confidence, the pirates hauled out dozens of cannons.
These weren’t ordinary guns, either—
They were armed with special shells crafted by Whitebeard himself. Each one packed several times the destructive force of a standard cannonball.
They were expensive, rare, and devastating—one shot could blast a hole straight through Marineford’s fortress walls.
And the Whitebeard Pirates were certain: with these shells, they could inflict serious damage on even Senju Hashirama.
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