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Chapter 127: Orochi's Downfall

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When Fukurokuju arrived at the Flower Capital's pleasure district, a scene of utter devastation greeted him. Geishas and patrons stood frozen in place, their faces etched with shock and disbelief, staring blankly at the ruins of what was once a bustling hub of entertainment.

Where vibrant streets and teahouses once stood, there was now only a vast, empty crater, as if struck by a meteor.

"This... damn it!" Fukurokuju cursed under his breath.

The pleasure district was a vital source of income, accounting for nearly a third of the Flower Capital's revenue. Its destruction would not only incur Orochi's wrath but also offend Kyoshiro and his associates.

He looked up sharply, spotting two figures hovering above the ravaged landscape. Ian and Tashigi descended from the sky, landing gracefully on the roof of a nearby building.

Whoosh!

In a flash, Fukurokuju launched himself onto another rooftop, confronting Ian with a steely gaze. "Destroying the pleasure district is a crime punishable by death. Who are you?"

Tashigi released her grip on Ian, taking her place beside him. Ian stared coldly at Fukurokuju, offering no response.

As the other members of the Oniwabanshu arrived, surrounding Ian, Fukurokuju continued, his voice laced with suspicion and anger. "No matter which clandestine organization trained you, ninja or Devil Fruit user, they clearly aren't affiliated with Shogun Orochi. And now you've committed this heinous crime. There will be no mercy."

He drew his weapon, the other Oniwabanshu following suit, encircling Ian. "Attack!" he commanded.

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At that moment, several burly men carrying a palanquin hurried towards the scene. Inside sat Kurozumi Orochi, the shogun of Wano.

As he approached, the devastation came into view. The pleasure district had been completely leveled, leaving only a barren wasteland. Crowds of people huddled behind buildings, panic and chaos reigning supreme. Orochi's face darkened with fury. "So, the pleasure district has been completely destroyed. Those fools! What are Fukurokuju and Kyoshiro doing?!"

He stepped out of the palanquin, and the surrounding crowd, noticing his arrival, bowed their heads in fear and respect.

"Orochi-sama!" they stammered.

Ignoring their greetings, Orochi sensed the ongoing battle ahead and turned his attention towards the ravaged streets.

BOOM!

A familiar figure came hurtling through the air, crashing into the ground a short distance from Orochi, creating a spiderweb of cracks in the pavement. It was Fukurokuju, the leader of the Oniwabanshu, blood trickling from his lips, his eyes wide with shock. "Such power..."

He stared in disbelief towards the source of the attack. Orochi's face paled, a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. "Fukurokuju?!"

"Damn it! That bastard came here! Is Komurasaki alright?! Fukurokuju, Raizo, save my Komurasaki!"

Consumed by his infatuation with the courtesan, Orochi's voice was laced with panic and desperation. Just then, another earth-shattering boom echoed through the streets as a figure descended from the sky, landing squarely on the Rasetsu Town district, sending dust and debris swirling into the air.