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Chapter 2634 I'm capable of anything!



Chapter 2634 I'm capable of anything!

Chapter 2634 I'm capable of anything!

Three dull, teeth-grinding sounds of flesh colliding.

They rang out loudly, almost simultaneously.

Gui's chest felt as if it had been struck head-on by a battering ram.

He flew backwards, his back arched.

It crashed violently into the exterior wall of a building forty meters away.

Bricks and stones crumbled, and smoke and dust filled the air.

Takasugi also suffered a heavy blow to the abdomen, letting out a painful groan.

His body folded in half and was thrown backward like a cannonball, crashing through a row of wooden shop doors and disappearing into the depths of the ruins.

Only Gintoki

Just as Maynard's fist was about to touch his chest.

Behind him stood a three-headed, six-armed Asura shrouded in purple light.

Suddenly, it let out a roar that could only be heard on a spiritual level.

The swords in the four hands are crossed.

They forcefully blocked Maynard's powerful blow, which could have shattered mountains and split rocks.

【clang----】

Spiritual weapons collide with material fists.

A deafening, metallic clang erupted.

The seemingly out-of-the-sky shockwave made Gintoki stagger back several steps.

Fortunately, the Azure Orb formed a barrier in time, blocking most of the power.

Ultimately, it didn't cause him any harm.

The smoke cleared.

Colonel Maynard slowly withdrew his fist.

Beneath the brim of his hat, his calm, expressionless eyes betrayed a clear look of surprise.

He looked at his fist, then at Ashura behind Gintoki, his eyebrows slightly raised in interest.

at the same time.

Katsura and Takasugi were still struggling, but they could no longer get up.

All he could do was glare angrily and resentfully at Maynard.

Sunlight pierced through the smoke and dust drifting in the air above the site.

The road surface, now reduced to ruins, is dappled with light and shadow.

Broken asphalt, twisted vehicles, and cracked cement blocks intertwine with mottled bloodstains to create a cruel scene.

In the center of this painting, only one person remains, barely able to stand.

Sakata Gintoki.

He was breathing heavily, each breath straining his lungs.

Steaming beads of sweat slid down his forehead.

The distinctive silver, naturally curly hair was soaked.

His already exhausted body was trembling slightly.

However, those were always half-closed, listless, scarlet eyes.

But at this moment it shines astonishingly bright.

Gone was the usual laziness; only the unyielding, pure will remained, like an unpolished diamond.

There was no fear, no retreat, and not even excessive anger.

There was only an almost obsessive determination to 'stand here'.

He faced the road ahead alone, without making any move.

Yet, it was like a stabilizing force, suppressing all the formidable enemies on the field.

Navy Headquarters Captain Maynard.

A one-on-one situation.

Strength, condition, and momentum – an absolute disadvantage in every aspect.

But for some reason, this man, who seemed about to collapse at any moment, stood ramrod straight and still gripped the wooden sword tightly in his hand.

It was as if there was a wisp of embers, long since sealed away by time, called 'White Demon'.

At this moment, it reignites and sways beneath this body.

Colonel Maynard did not rush to take action.

Instead, he observed the afterimage behind Gintoki with great interest.

What's that behind you?

Colonel Maynard suddenly spoke, his voice filled with undisguised curiosity, as if he had seen something new and exciting.

"Ghosts? Shikigami?"

His question stunned Gintoki.

He then blinked, his face showing a 'what nonsense are you talking about' expression.

Gintoki instinctively wanted to turn around, but immediately stopped.

He glared warily at Maynard and sneered, "Huh?"

"Your old tricks for fooling kids back are so outdated!"

"Trying to distract me, Ah Yin? And launch another underhanded sneak attack?"

"There's no door!"

Gintoki thought Maynard was cheating.

"I see."

Colonel Maynard raised an eyebrow slightly.

That's when I realized that the guy in front of me had no idea.

His gaze then focused on the Asura, who was surrounded by purple light and had three heads and six arms.

The latter noticed his gaze.

He suddenly did something that Maynard found a bit absurd.

All I could see was the arm above the other person's right shoulder.

The long sword that was tightly gripped in his hand transformed into a whiteboard with a wooden handle.

The board also displays lines of clear and neat handwriting.

It looked as if someone was writing on it with an invisible pen.

Lao Tzu is his guardian spirit.

[He got a Muscle Man eraser from a gashapon machine when he was a child.]

[Because he drew seven 'Asuras' in a row, and discarded six of them, their resentment coalesced into spirits.]

While she would protect him in dangerous situations, she would also take care of him in daily life while simultaneously retaliating with various pranks.

For example, helping him change clothes, brush his teeth, and eat breakfast in the morning.

Alternatively, turn the hot water to cold while he showers, and wipe him off with toilet paper when he uses the toilet.

【above. 】

The 'self-introduction' on the whiteboard was so straightforward it was astonishing.

It even includes some trivial details of daily interactions.

Colonel Maynard, despite considering himself well-informed and having experienced many bizarre and wonderful things, was still quite knowledgeable.

At this moment, a strange expression couldn't help but appear on his face.

The art style of this planet is really too abstract.

Whether it's a person or a spirit, Maynard couldn't help but complain in his heart.

Just then, Gintoki's gaze swept over Takasugi and Katsura, who lay dead in the ruins not far away, their fates unknown.

He then bent down and picked up the samurai sword that Takasugi had dropped to the ground with his left hand.

Two swords in hand.

Gintoki slowly straightened up and faced Maynard again.

He took a deep breath, his voice becoming a little hoarse, yet carrying a clear determination.

"Hey, Colonel."

Maynard withdrew his gaze from sizing up 'Asura' and looked over.

"Takasugi this time."

Gintoki paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.

"They really went too far."

"Adults should be responsible for their own actions."

Suddenly, he changed the subject, slightly raising his twin swords, the tips pointing at Maynard.

"but--!"

His voice suddenly rose, and his eyes became sharp as knives.

"If you want to kill him, or throw him into Impel Down for the rest of his life, to rot in the dark, sunless underground."

As he spoke, Gintoki's face showed an extremely serious expression.

"So, in order to stop this from happening, in order to protect that damn bastard..."

"I'm capable of anything!"

He leaned forward slightly, assuming an aggressive dual-sword stance.

The wooden sword and the real sword reflected distinctly different streams of light in the morning light.

"Sorry."

"We are single-minded warriors."

"Sometimes things just don't make sense."

Colonel Maynard's eyes flashed with surprise as he listened to Gintoki's resolute declaration.

He immediately guessed that Major Debes was definitely trying to instigate conflict in order to gain more combat merits.

They didn't tell these people the truth at all.

Gintoki, Takasugi, Katsura, Kamui, Kagura, Shinpachi, and others.

They are all on the important list of those to be treated kindly and captured alive.

How could they possibly kill or imprison someone permanently?

"That idiot. Although if it were me, I would probably have done the same."

Maynard shook his head inwardly, but did not reveal the matter.

He looked at Ashura behind Gintoki, whose white card had turned back into a longsword, and who had a look on his face that said, "I'm fierce, but I'm only responsible for taking the hits."

Looking at the man in front of him, whose strength was clearly far inferior, yet who was prepared to fight to the death for the sake of 'samurai loyalty' and 'comradeship', he found it inexplicably interesting.

"Alright."

Colonel Maynard spoke calmly, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, but his knuckles were slightly tense.

"Since you're so eager to fight..."

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