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HP Magic Punk Ch 364 : Zoro
🕑 Added 2024-11-17 16:54:41 +0000 UTCA portal of swirling green energy opened before him, and a strong gust of wind blew through, carrying a familiar presence. From the portal emerged a swordsman with unmistakable green hair, three swords strapped to his side, and a sharp, confident look in his eyes. Zoro had arrived.
Zoro took a quick look around, eyes narrowing as he took in the surreal surroundings of the moon’s battlefield, packed with dark soldiers and chaotic magic. He scratched his head and shot Orion an irritated look.
“Oi, you again? And where the heck am I this time?” He asked.
Orion was honestly surprise seeing how Zoro was able to recognized him almost instantly, even though he look different now. His hairs and his age other made him look much different and yet he recognized him.
He too was looking different its been some time since the last time he came here, for Orion of course it been a long time but for other and Zoro, not much… maybe around 2 years or so at best.
Orion could feel it, Zoro here was much stronger than the on he met last time. We can tell just by seeing that he only had one eye.
Orion grinned. “Good to see you too, Zoro. Sorry I suddenly bring you here, but I really could use your help just about now.”
Zoro blinked, a moment of confusion flickering across his face before he shrugged. “Why should I help you, I was having a good drink when you call me here you know, send me back.” He almost immediately complain.
Though Zoro said this, he was cautious around Orion. Last time this bo completely overwhelmed him with his mysterious powers, god only knows what devil fruit he has eaten but now he could feel it.
Incredible power was emitting out of Orion.
Orion frown, time was cucial right now. If he didn’t had time to bicker ith Zoro.
“How about this, I will give you a magical cup with unlimited supply of booze if you help me out this once. I am really in a tight spot here, just consider it a payback for the help I did back then,… please…” Orion said as he was getting anxious how power power still now Death was able to suck in.
Zoro hearing this ponder, it was true that Orion did help him out last time. Pondering again he just grinned, he would have helped anyway but now that unlimited bronzed Just motivated him.
He cracked his knuckles, a grin creeping onto his face. “So, who’s the target?”
Orion pointed toward Merlin, who was cloaked in darkness, summoning spells left and right. “That guy. I need you to keep him busy while I take care of Death.”
Zoro smirked, not understand shit but still was ready to take action, drawing one of his swords and settling it between his teeth. “A dead guy huh, noting what I haven’t dealth with before.”
Orion chuckled. “Cool, here take this magic spell, Haki alone won’t be enough to handle magic.” Orion said and then quickly enchanted Zoro’s three swords with magic, nothing fancy just that he can touch magic and cut it.
With that, Zoro charged forward, blades drawn, his battle spirit emanating like a storm. As he closed in on Merlin, the undead sorcerer noticed his approach and turned to face him, a dark grin forming on his lips.
Merlin raised a hand, summoning a wave of black flames and hurling them straight at Zoro.
Zoro grinned, unfazed. He slashed his swords in a powerful arc, the sheer force of his haki-infused blades slicing through the flames, dispersing them into harmless embers. “Magic or not, I cut what I want to cut!”
Merlin’s eyes narrowed as he summoned pillars of earth from beneath Zoro’s feet, attempting to trap him. But Zoro was fast—too fast. In an instant, he was gone, reappearing in a blur beside Merlin, his swords flashing as he swung them in a three-sword strike.
Merlin barely dodged in time, using a shield spell to block the blow. Even so, the force of Zoro’s strike sent him skidding back, his dark shield cracking under the pressure. Merlin’s grin vanished, replaced by a look of anger.
Though wasn’t capable of much emotion but Merlin did saw few on his face.
With a wave of his hand, Merlin conjured a rain of shadowy spears from above, each one crackling with dark energy. They shot down toward Zoro, aiming to pierce him from every angle. But Zoro was ready, his sharp eyes scanning the sky. With a swift movement, he called out his technique: “Santoryu Ougi… Rokuogana!”
Zoro spun, his swords creating a vortex of air that deflected the spears, each one shattering as it came near him. With the last spear broken, he charged at Merlin again, his gaze fierce and unwavering.
Merlin, realizing the swordsman wouldn’t be easy to defeat, began to cast an ancient spell, gathering dark energy into his hands. The magic crackled and twisted, forming a massive wave of shadow that he hurled toward Zoro.
Zoro’s eyes narrowed. He could feel the raw power of the spell, he was incable of sensing magic but he was able to sense the danger, even though he refused to back down. Channeling his haki, he focused his energy into his swords, making them glow with a darkened aura. “Three Swords Style…” He dashed forward, his swords colliding with the wave of shadow, slicing through it with sheer force and willpower.
The wave split in half, dispersing into mist, and Zoro emerged from the other side unscathed, his eyes blazing with determination. Merlin snarled, raising his hands to cast yet another spell, but Zoro was faster. In a burst of speed, he closed the gap and unleashed a devastating attack.
“Tatsumaki!” Zoro spun his swords, creating a powerful whirlwind that tore through Merlin’s defenses, sending the sorcerer staggering backward.
Merlin grimaced, his undead form damaged but still standing. He raised his hands, summoning a dark barrier around himself.
Zoro smirked, wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead.
“Guess you really are a magician.” Thought Zoro agree to help but actually believing that the other person was magician was heard for him. There are many devil fruits in his world which can be said as Magical, so making him believe magic exist sure was hard.
However, has fight went on, he could feel it, the man in front of him use so many different type of powers that it impossible for a single devil fruit to do. And no one can use more than one devil fruit.
He rushed forward, haki radiating from him like a blazing aura. With his swords drawn, he launched a final attack, slashing through Merlin’s barrier with all his might.
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While this fight was taking place, Orion rush towards death again. This time he didn’t even bother using any other flamboyant spell and directly use the grand spell that he practice for so long.
Bringing his staff forward, he close his eyes, ready to cast the spell.
