Oguro burst forward with sudden force, knocking the metal arm aside, then swung his zanpakutō in a wide arc.
A powerful wave of sword pressure exploded outward, blasting all the scattered metal parts into the air.
"Tch… so you're a swordsman too? What a pain."
Kid's expression twisted with irritation.
Everyone knew that on the seas, the attack power of swordsmen ranked among the very top.
Even so, Kid still felt confident.
Because he had a way to counter it.
The metal arm lunged again with the force to split mountains.
Oguro lifted his zanpakutō, ready to hack through that annoying metal limb.
Right then, Kid's free right hand twitched slightly.
"Magnetism… Repel!"
In an instant, Oguro's zanpakutō jerked violently, almost swinging backward toward his own body.
Oguro's expression hardened. His right hand tightened, stopping the nearly out-of-control blade with sheer force.
That brief delay was enough. The metal arm was already at point-blank range. Oguro had no choice but to use Shunpo to flash several meters away.
"Hahahaha!" Kid burst into triumphant laughter.
"My Devil Fruit lets me control all metal! Even a Supreme Grade blade is no exception!"
"If a swordsman can't even control his own sword, how much strength can he have left?"
Kid's left arm moved.
The metal scraps scattered around the battlefield gathered toward the metal arm, merging and forming a limb nearly twice its original size.
"Magnetism… String!"
He sent magnetic force surging through the enlarged metal arm, accelerating it a second time before hurling it toward Oguro like a battering ram.
At the same time, Kid pointed his right hand at Oguro's zanpakutō.
"Magnetism… Repel!"
The zanpakutō started trembling violently, making it impossible to counterattack in time.
"Hahahaha! Oguro, you're done for! The title of strongest Supernova belongs to me!"
Oguro coldly glanced at the arrogant Kid and spat out two words.
"Idiot."
He shifted the zanpakutō slightly. A dense layer of Armament Haki instantly coated the blade.
The loss of control dropped by more than ninety percent.
A heartbeat later, red lightning crackled across the sword.
"What is that…?"
Kid didn't know about Haki yet, but his instinct screamed that the thing on that blade was extremely dangerous.
Oguro's lips curled in a cold, dismissive smile.
"Kid, before you enter the New World, let me give you a free lesson."
"If all you know is how to throw around a Devil Fruit ability, you're basically bottom tier in the New World."
As he finished speaking, the lightning-wrapped zanpakutō smashed into Kid's metal arm.
This was Oguro's newest breakthrough in Haki.
Conqueror's Haki… Infusion.
The power hailed as the strongest in the world, the force that reigns above all.
Boom.
It was like thunder exploding from the earth itself.
In the deafening blast, Kid stared in horror as his sturdy metal arm shattered inch by inch.
That thin blade felt like it carried the power of another dimension, completely unstoppable.
In the blink of an eye, Oguro had cleaved through the metal arm entirely and appeared right in front of Kid.
"Since you came looking for trouble, you should leave something behind as compensation."
His words fell.
The Haki-coated zanpakutō flashed.
Kid felt a slight chill on his left arm.
He turned his head and saw a severed arm spinning through the air before splashing into the sea.
"Ah!"
Only now did Kid react to the fact that his left arm had been cut off.
"Kid!"
Killer shouted, instinctively raising his Punisher scythe in a defensive stance.
But in the next moment, Oguro's eyes swept over them, and an overwhelming wave of Conqueror's Haki crashed down like a mountain, slamming into everyone's chest like a massive hammer.
"What… what terrifying power!"
Cold sweat dripped from Killer's palms.
He was certain that if he made even the slightest move…
The next thing flying through the air would be his own head.
"You bastard!"
Kid clutched his bleeding stump, glaring at Oguro with venomous hatred.
Oguro clicked his tongue.
"I spared your life and you still dare provoke me? Do you really think I won't kill you?"
He lightly tapped Kid's face with the flat of his blade, the insult unmistakable.
"Bastard! Just kill me! If you expect me to bow my head and surrender, that'll never happen!"
In the original timeline, Kid was captured by Kaido and tortured endlessly without ever surrendering. He really was a tough bastard.
No wonder he awakened Conqueror's Haki, the power only one in a million could possess.
"Kid, shut up!"
Killer roared.
He dropped to his knees with a heavy thud before Oguro, voice full of desperation.
"This time it was our Kid Pirates who offended you! We're willing to offer all our treasure in exchange for your mercy! And if you ever need something in the future, the Kid Pirates will do one thing for you without question!"
Tsk tsk…
Killer's devotion to Kid was really absolute.
This scene was supposed to happen two years later, when Kid lost to Shanks and Killer begged for mercy.
Oguro hadn't expected to enjoy this moment earlier than planned.
"Hey! Killer! Who told you to surrender!" Kid roared, feeling his pride collapsing.
Of course.
Without experiencing the beatings from the Four Emperors two years later, Kid still had no idea how high the sky was or how thick the earth was.
Poor Killer.
A loyal, capable right-hand man like him was rare.
Too bad he ended up following Kid… a guy with no main-character plot armor who insisted on acting like he had one.
"Kid! Don't!" Killer shouted again, trying to restrain Kid.
But Kid ignored him completely and ramped up his Devil Fruit ability.
In an instant, every piece of metal stored on Victoria Punk flew toward him.
Kid's body grew larger and larger, forming a massive metal giant more than ten meters tall.
"Punk Rotten! Watch how I crush you, bastard!"
Overflowing with confidence, Kid charged at Oguro.
"Heh. Killer, looks like your captain really doesn't want your help."
Oguro sneered, then used Shunpo to leap into the air.
"Don't even think of running!"
Kid raised his massive arms, forming crude cannon barrels as sparks crackled inside.
"Oh? Electromagnetic cannon?"
Oguro saw that Kid had grasped the basic concept.
Just not as refined as he would in two years.
"Too bad… it's too slow."
Oguro let out a cold laugh and sheathed his zanpakutō.
He had a technique he'd wanted to try for a long time.
He lifted one finger. Spiritual pressure surged like a rising tide as he quietly recited the chant.
"Seeping crest of turbidity. Arrogant vessel of lunacy. Boil forth and deny. Grow numb and flicker. Disrupt sleep. Crawling queen of iron. Eternally self-destructing doll of mud. Unite. Repulse. Fill with soil and know your own powerlessness!!"
"Hadō No. 90… Kurohitsugi."
As his voice fell, black rectangular walls rose around Kid, sealing him inside in the blink of an eye.
Like a coffin of darkness.
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