[{"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-66":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},1676200,2141,"Chapter 66 66: A Single Slash That Split the Sea (Bonus)","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>Half a month later, at the docks of Loguetown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A towering man over two meters tall stood on the sun-warmed planks of the harbor. Slung across his waist was an absurdly long greatsword—an imposing weapon that looked more suited for monsters than men.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one hand, he carried a thick cloth sack. It was heavy. Stained dark with dried blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, his shadow stretched long—like a predator's tail trailing its prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō stepped off a merchant ship without a word. But the moment his boots touched the dock, the atmosphere changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp pressure filled the air, like the very sunlight had turned heavier. Dockworkers and townspeople instinctively stepped back, parting like a tide to clear his path—without ever being told.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is what it feels like… standing over two meters tall, huh?\" he murmured with a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was soft, but the strength in his voice seemed to sink into the very ground beneath him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His calm didn't last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squad of Navy soldiers in blue-and-white uniforms came running toward him. The symbol of Justice on their coats fluttered as they encircled him cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were about ten of them—armed and tense. But in their eyes, there was hesitation. Worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their squad leader stepped forward, voice tight with forced authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"State your name and purpose. What business do you have in Loguetown?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the way they stood, the look in their eyes—they already knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn't a man they could handle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kyūjō remained composed. He simply held up the bloodied sack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to panic. I'm just a bounty hunter. This bag's full of pirate heads. You can trade them in for Berries.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His baritone voice rang clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment those words left his lips, the soldiers glanced at each other. Some looked relieved. Some… still wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader let out a breath and nodded, a stiff smile on his face. \"In that case… please come with us to headquarters. We'll handle the processing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō gave a slight nod. He wasn't lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bag did, indeed, contain the heads of pirates—dozens of them—hunted down over the past two weeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending years holed up in Shimotsuki Village, only now did Kyūjō truly grasp how deeply the last words of the Pirate King, Gold Roger, had scarred the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seas had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pirates were sprouting like weeds after the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were everywhere in the East Blue—some amateurs, some dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his merchant voyage, pirate crews had shown up time and time again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most just demanded \"passage fees\" and left. But not all of them played nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some murdered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some trafficked slaves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some left nothing but fire and ash wherever they passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those were the ones Kyūjō hunted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, with a dozen severed heads in hand, he planned to use Loguetown—the gateway to the Grand Line—as a launchpad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To search for the ones behind the tragedy of his past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the world was never that simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Loguetown Navy base, Lieutenant Colonel Boris Kaller sat behind a desk cluttered with papers, a fat cigar clenched between his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him, a junior officer was listing off Kyūjō's bounties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Captain Higgins of the Mad Pirates—1.5 million Berries.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First Mate Savant—950,000.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Other crew members…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The numbers were too low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Way too low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd memorized the bounty posters. He knew these men were worth more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they really bold enough to cut the reward in broad daylight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Total comes to 4.35 million Berries,\" the officer announced, tossing a small wooden chest toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaller exhaled a puff of smoke and leaned back lazily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Take your money and go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō clenched his fist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could feel the fire rising in his chest—but still held it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came a soft ping in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A message from his internal system: \"Access to the archive room denied by Lt. Colonel Kaller.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That… was one step too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without warning, Kyūjō turned and slammed his fist into the officer beside him—sending the man flying across the room and crashing into the wall with a dull thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the same fluid motion, he grabbed Kaller by the collar and yanked him forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right hand hardened—steel-like with willpower—and slapped the Navy officer across the face. Again. And again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smack! Smack! Smack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaller didn't even have time to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slumped like a ragdoll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I came here politely… This is how you repay me?\" Kyūjō's voice was ice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't take long for Kaller's face to swell like a steamed bun. His eyes were blackened like a panda's, his lip split open, and three of his front teeth were missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough! Please—enough! I'll return the money, double if you want!\" he begged, trembling with terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō scoffed. \"I don't need double. I just want what's mine. And access to the archives.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I understand!\" Kaller sobbed. \"I'll have a soldier escort you… right away…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, even in the underground archives…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No records of two fishermen from a small, unnamed village who were killed years ago by pirates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Of course there isn't,\" Kyūjō muttered bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Civilian casualties meant nothing to the Navy. Unimportant. Unrecorded. Unacknowledged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exhaled deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If that's how it was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he'd hunt every pirate he could find.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eventually—he'd find the truth he was looking for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he stepped out of the base…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A new scene awaited him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of Navy soldiers had surrounded the main gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cannons aboard the warships in the harbor had swiveled into position—aimed directly at Kyūjō.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Atop the lead vessel stood Kaller, bruised, swollen, and seething with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are the cannons ready?\" he growled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, sir—but if we fire now, the damage to HQ will be—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll take responsibility. Fire!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous roar filled the harbor as multiple cannonballs screamed through the sky toward the plaza.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kyūjō didn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmly drew his sword—Rairyūken—from its sheath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark, crimson-black aura flared around his right arm like molten fire—advanced Busoshoku Haki.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proof that this man was no ordinary swordsman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a single upward slash, a wave of cutting force screamed into the sky—splitting the incoming cannonballs like brittle glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Metal shards rained harmlessly into the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kaller went pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that remained in his chest was one emotion:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew—this man was not someone he could ever hope to defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō lowered his blade and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword pointed toward the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—he raised it high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And swung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound that followed was like the world itself had cracked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive shockwave tore across the plaza, carving a deep trench in the stone, ripping through crates, ships, and harbor walls—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—and splitting the ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water parted down the middle in a narrow, terrifying ravine—stretching hundreds of meters—before it slowly collapsed back into itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply turned, walking toward the docks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one dared stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a single soldier raised their weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all stepped aside in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because none of them wanted to be next.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🎁 Reader Reward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>⭐ Rating Novel = 📖 1 bonus chapter ✨\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>⏳ Valid for 1 week starting Monday, September 8!\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>Join my Ko-fi here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 ko-fi.com\u002Ffaaanzkun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's keep this adventure alive, together chapter by chapter! 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1300,"2026-06-06T13:14:24.000Z",1,"novelbin.me","e3efb8627d7faf5fac5ef6bb7dc7f0df1986ce3bb6ad41e45effb4aa7c39e6f7","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-67","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-65",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]