The Soul God System

Mihawk Dracule

On a small island in a new world with few people, various swordsmen gathered here.

Many pirate ships were not far from the island and of course, with the gathering of pirates, the conflict would begin without a doubt.

"Get out of here! This island is mine!”

On the island's shore, pirates began shouting loudly to reveal their ferocity while holding their weapons.

But most of them were swordsmen, although they were not that strong, but they were also not ordinary people.

"You can try to get us out of here!"

Among the threatened group, some showed arrogance on their faces as they retaliated against the pirates.

"This king ordered you to leave, why do you still live here?"

The pirate looked at them with disdain. His ship was already in an attacking position ready to start bombarding them at any moment.

Seeing this, their facial expressions changed.

No one could ignore the threat of cannons. Heavy artillery, even for a strongman like Whitebeard could be faced without Busoshoku Haki.

But they were not ordinary people, after all many of them were pulling swords ready to face the ship.

At this moment,

The wusss!

Blue sword energy flashed from the distance.

In an instant, the ship split in two from the middle. Not only the ship, even the water under the ship was split in two where the ship fell down then crashed into it from both sides.

“Don't be too noisy!”

A faint voice came from a distance. A man was sitting on a rock while wearing a worn-out ancient swordswoman outfit.

He is the reason everyone is gathered here, he is the protagonist of today's show.

Looking at the power of that sword attack, whether it was a pirate or a swordsman, they all gulped down in horror and admiration they felt.

“Is this a wandering swordsman? He is so strong!”

Many people saw the scene created by the sword attack and could not help but mutter in their hearts.

“I don't know if Mihawk will come or not.”

Someone looked towards the throne calmly.

Just as the voice fell, a swordsman beside him said positively: "He will come!"

Another person said: “Mihawk is not someone who likes to fight. But when someone challenges him, he will definitely come. No swordsman will tremble in fear due to challenge.”

"Is that so?"

Some people are skeptical about this, but most of them are waiting for the show to start. As for the swordsmen, they were convinced that Mihawk was coming.

On the roof of a house on the island, Roja's figure suddenly appears. He wasn't wearing a Marine uniform but he was wearing his casual outfit.

Mihawk will come.

This made Roja somewhat surprised since a Grandmaster was not an ordinary thing that could just appear. But Roja can say that this person has definitively stepped into that realm.

"The swordsman Grandmaster ..."

Roja sighed a little. If such a character continued to grow and develop, he would be able to gain a position as captain under one of the Yonko.

By the time the attack was unleashed, determination could be felt from the sword. His sword science has spirit.

Among swordsmen, as long as the territory was not much different, then there would be no definitive answer as to who could win before the actual fight, such as reaching 20 meters in the proposed sword, it did not mean that he could beat anyone below it or lose to anyone above it. It just means that the odds are greater.

Victory and defeat must take into account other aspects, such as the state of the swordsman himself.

At the very least, Roja felt that the status of the wandering swordsman was the best he could achieve. He does have the qualifications to challenge Mihawk.

“The sword of this man can turn everything to dust just by touching it. But that's not what he focuses on. Sure enough, in this world, there's almost nothing similar to the others.”.

Roja thought as she muttered in her heart.

Suddenly, all the swordsmen felt pressure all over their bodies that broke their desires in an instant.

They all stood up and looked in one direction.

Roja also stood up and her eyes swept over the place.

On the rock, the wondering swordsman got up as his old clothes swayed gently by the wind.

A small boat came from a distance with only one person in it.

The strongest swordsman in the world, Dracule Mihawk!

He finally arrived.

If this was just a weakling, Mihawk would not have come here by himself. But the wandering swordsman was famous now and he was indeed a person qualified to challenge him, so he came.

He would avoid useless battles but he would not avoid challenges. The title of the strongest swordsman was not self-proclaimed but a fact known through battle.

Even before he arrived, the sword pressure fell on everyone on the island and the sea breeze became sharp along with the waves.

The more terrifying it was that the closer he got, the clearer his face became, the sharpness of that face made people shudder in fear.

There were only a few people who could see his face at this moment.

A swordsman stared at him for a while and he started to leak.

Unlike ordinary swordsmen, Mihawk usually did not emit any sword pressure, but when he wanted it as well, all the pressure he pressed on would continue to bloom at once making the person who saw him tremble in fear.

The wandering swordsman's sword was restrained, he did not oppress others at all but when it broke it could destroy everything.

“Strong swordsman..”

Mihawk sensed the man's sword skill as he further sharpened his eyes. He had not fought with a good swordsman for a long time. Today he came specially for this wandering swordsman and the man did not disappoint him.

Just as Mihawk was ready to fully focus on the wandering swordsman, he suddenly blinked and looked at the back of the island and his face changed slightly.

"Did he come too ?!"

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