[{"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-131":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},1676115,2141,"Chapter 131 131: The Supreme-Class Black Rifle","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-131",131,"\u003Cp>The moment Big Mom saw her beloved son, her guard dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just for a second—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that second was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, Tachibana Kyūjō had already transformed into a cold, unfeeling executioner. Without hesitation, he whispered the final part of his technique's chant and raised his sword in a single, fluid motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This slash wasn't like the one before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was infused with both jet-black Busoshoku Haki and nearly invisible Kenbunshoku Haki—two forces entwining perfectly into one devastating strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the slash ripped through hundreds of meters of air and—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck Big Mom directly in the neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A razor-sharp slicing sound tore through the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slash cleaved clean through her throat—emerging from the front with precision so brutal, it seemed to freeze time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Mom's crimson eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the wielder of the Soru Soru no Mi, she understood immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Body and soul—both had been severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the last flickers of consciousness, Big Mom forced a faint smile toward her son standing before her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the light in her eyes dimmed moments later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—her massive head slipped free from her shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood burst into the air like a grotesque crimson fountain, painting the sky with the stench of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst that chilling sight, Tachibana Kyūjō stood calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the final boss of a dark legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With quiet composure, he sheathed his black blade—Rairyūken—and murmured:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those who take lives... must one day pay with their own.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Mom was no exception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And neither was he.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tachibana Kyūjō…! I swear I'll kill you!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katakuri's voice trembled with fury. Each word was filled with pure, concentrated rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High above, King—who had been carrying Katakuri—was suddenly overwhelmed with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip on Katakuri loosened slightly without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell was that slash just now!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why won't this guy just shut up!?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Big Mom—the Demon Queen of the Sea—had just been beheaded like a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King had no delusions left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no universe where he could defeat someone like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Kyūjō mistook Katakuri for his ally?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone was enough to make King seriously consider one thing:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dropping Katakuri on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, a misunderstanding like that could get them both killed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To make matters worse—right beside him stood the Strongest Man in the World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edward Newgate, the infamous Whitebeard, radiated pressure so overwhelming that even King's wings trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still… betraying a passenger before the fight even started?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a little much, even for King.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So after weighing his options, he made his choice—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd not throw Katakuri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Whitebeard's face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just witnessed Big Mom's death—right before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the hands of the Marines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A terrifying surge of Conqueror's Haki exploded from his massive body, crackling like a storm of thunderclouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing that the old Yonko had drawn his supreme-grade blade—Murakumogiri, one of the Saijō Ō Wazamono—Red-Haired Shanks immediately leapt through the air using Geppo and stood between Whitebeard and the scene ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whitebeard, listen,\" Shanks said firmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should head to Whole Cake Island and help Kaido first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As for those two Marines… let Beckman and I handle them. You can't fly—and fighting them midair will put you at a disadvantage. Marco won't be able to shield you if both sides clash at once.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whitebeard clenched his jaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanks had a point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fighting in the air would limit him severely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Marco. King. We're heading to Whole Cake Island.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His deep voice carried absolute authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whitebeard gripped his blade tightly and closed his eyes for a moment before giving the command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if receiving divine salvation, King instantly flapped his wings and dashed off—without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no intention of arguing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, Katakuri's life was safe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And more importantly—his own neck too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in the sky, Tachibana Kyūjō was watching a different clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a battle between Grandpa Garp and one of the most mysterious figures among the Yonko commanders—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benn Beckman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now this—was a deathmatch worthy of legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After pummeling Kaido earlier, Garp had unleashed several thunderous shockwaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath was now labored, shoulders rising and falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could still fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his strength—though close to an Admiral's—wasn't limitless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This match?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was dead even.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckman had hidden his true power deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oda had never drawn a full fight for him in the manga.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just whispers, implications, and statements that he was \"dangerous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Kyūjō could finally witness his real strength firsthand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And his weapon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long rifle slung casually at his hip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was no ordinary gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a Black Rifle of the Supreme Grade—a Saijō Ō Wazamono.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You heard that right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Benn Beckman had turned his rifle into a permanently blackened weapon—tempered through Busoshoku Haki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Try to picture that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man aiming that rifle at you from a distance—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would you dare to move?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would you even breathe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certainly not Kizaru, not in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for someone who had refined his Haki enough to blacken a rifle, there could be no question—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Haki mastery was monstrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even crazier?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He used it for close combat too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Imagine—getting smacked in the face by a Supreme-Class rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would probably hurt more than getting shot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckman could bash you into the dirt with it and then shoot you afterward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Supreme-Class Black Rifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unmatched in strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unparalleled in durability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single blow from that thing might break more bones than a cannonball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō kept nodding in admiration as he observed the flow of the fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beckman wasn't just powerful—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was stylish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way he swung that rifle was like a dancer wielding a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Garp, the Hero of the Marines, was visibly annoyed—until he finally snapped and shouted mid-fight:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"HEY!! Are you two just gonna WATCH!? Come help this old man out already!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō stretched lazily in the air and turned to Shanks with a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Shanks. Don't you ever feel overshadowed by a Vice-Captain like that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shanks just burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nope,\" he said, shaking his head proudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed toward Beckman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kyūjō, you get it too, don't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My vice-captain Beckman is just… TOO DAMN COOL!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tell me—can you find a vice-captain that badass, Kyūjō!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For some reason, Kyūjō thought of someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own vice-captain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who had stood by him for years—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Filing reports, handling logistics, and keeping their chaotic crew alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Of course I can! My vice-captain's the best!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew Rairyūken once more, raising it in Shanks' direction with a playful glint in his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go see whose vice-captain's cooler.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎉 Good News! Arc 4 has officially begun! 🎉\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story has reached a whole new stage — packed with action, emotions, and long-awaited revelations!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 80+ 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 experience Arc 4 and the new season before anyone else!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's keep this adventure alive, together chapter by chapter! 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1225,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.000Z",1,"novelbin.me","17cc5d3fcceeba4be54aeaf24b026f5b34b075bb80254e08d5dff2c11ffcd1b4","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-132","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-130",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]