[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-113":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676097,2141,"Chapter 113 113: The Severed Arm","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-113",113,"\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō calmly watched as the tremendous slash approached him—a technique packed with overwhelming force and an intensely focused aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised the black blade Rairyūken in his right hand, the blade gleaming like a dragon ready to roar. Turning the edge upward, he brought it forward with a swift, effortless swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Divine Departure, huh…?\" he muttered. \"No need to dodge. I'm far beyond even that 'God' himself…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant, two Supreme Grade-class swords collided in midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metal rang like thunder as the two black blades clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only for a heartbeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—Rairyūken pushed through Gryphon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one clean blow, not only the blade—but Shanks himself—was launched high into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing more to say. The gap between them was simply too wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This version of Red-Haired Shanks, for all his fame, still wasn't a match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kyūjō hadn't even used a proper technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No charging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No chanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a standard slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the force behind it was enough to swat a Yonko like a fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just as he was about to follow up with another strike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō's perception shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world slowed down to a crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes, Shanks—still midair—moved frame by frame, like a reel of film stretched out and dissected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Infinity Perception had activated once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in this suspended moment of thought, a troubling possibility emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An 85% chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Red-Haired Shanks… would willingly sacrifice his own left arm to intercept Kyūjō's next slash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Gryphon could've blocked it cleanly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blow would instead \"accidentally\" slice through his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why sacrifice his arm now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was this some kind of symbolic ritual?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Sea King that once took it no longer existed, did he now want Kyūjō to be the one who took it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was he trying to gain?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it like the explanation from the future manga—that by betting everything on the next generation, he awakened something greater?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sacrifice made… for the New Era?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boost to his Conqueror's Haki born from a self-imposed loss?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of narrative twist was that…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, Kyūjō had to ask himself—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he supposed to play along?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faster than thought, Rairyūken moved again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A clean slash streaked across the sky, slicing through the air like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From shoulder to three fingers below—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanks's left arm was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood arced through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body fell, crashing down onto the earth beside his own fallen limb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō calmly slid his sword back into its sheath with a quiet metallic click.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he walked toward the Red-Haired Pirate—now a one-armed man—and asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…You knew, didn't you? That I had no intention of arresting your crew. So why go this far?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why throw away your arm… for nothing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanks stood, bloodied but grinning. Even with one arm, his presence hadn't faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He laughed, loud and hearty, the kind of laugh only a true pirate could make.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A captain shouldn't let his crew take the hit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So… consider this arm the price I chose to pay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And since you're letting me go, then this is my way of settling the score… Vice Admiral Seiryu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As promised, I'll send Luffy to this island. You'll find him soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…I'm heading out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his remaining hand, Shanks waved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned, casually sheathing Gryphon behind his back, and walked toward the shoreline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once did he glance back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not once did he bother to retrieve his severed arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō watched in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He made no move to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luffy staying behind was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd never intended to arrest Shanks in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if the fight had gone on too long… someone else might have finally decided to make a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Shanks disappeared beyond the horizon, Kyūjō slowly turned his gaze southwest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roughly fifty kilometers away—hidden somewhere beyond the dense coastal forest—he could sense a presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A monstrous one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone who had been watching the entire fight with killing intent locked squarely onto Kyūjō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man never acted—but he never backed down either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His presence alone made Kyūjō keep his guard up the entire time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Kyūjō knew exactly who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Figarland Garling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Tenryūbito.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A member of the same Figarland Family as Shanks himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With blood-red hair, a crescent-shaped mustache and brows, and a blade of Supreme Grade...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garling stood among the strongest men alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō remembered the name from Earth—long before he ever entered this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Garling had once participated in the God Valley Incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rumors said he defeated a young Edward Newgate—the man who would later be known as Whitebeard, the strongest man in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the main story, when Shanks visited Whitebeard just before the Marineford War—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whitebeard once growled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just looking at your face… makes my old wounds ache.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The \"bastard\" he referred to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who left that wound?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't Roger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Garling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Figarland Garling was no ordinary Celestial Dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the Supreme Commander of the Holy Knights—the elite force of Tenryūbito above even other nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had the authority to execute other Celestial Dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the blade of Imu-sama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man whose strength reached beyond politics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even Garling… was not enough to make Kyūjō flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting Shanks go had always been part of the plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was not the time to pick a fight with a monster like Garling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far across the island, standing quietly in the shadows of the southwest coast…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saint Figarland Garling narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His red brows furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared toward the distance—toward where Kyūjō had stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Vice Admiral…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just how powerful has he become?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he let Shanks go?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he… sense me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he also wield Kenbunshoku Haki with that kind of range?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or maybe… just maybe…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knows something about the ancient truths we've kept buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 70+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Get 2 new chapters every day exclusively on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Be the first to enjoy the new 3rd arc after One Piece before anyone else\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's keep this adventure alive, together chapter by chapter! 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1085,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.000Z",1,"novelbin.me","682cd9f7b2f99182492563bbbf61a3ee9463b8a733e1782e09b0bab7c11f609f","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-114","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-112",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]