177 : The Ordeal Of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma... May 2026

Zoro leaped, not away, but directly into the heart of the barbed storm. "108 Pound Phoenix!"

"I don't think," Zoro spat, blood trickling down his arm. He dropped into a low stance, three blades now drawn, the Wado Ichimonji clamped firmly in his teeth. The air around him seemed to thicken, not with mist, but with sheer intent. "I know." 177 : The Ordeal of Iron! White Barbed Death Ma...

The fog began to lift, revealing the path forward. The ordeal was over, but the war for the sky had only just begun. Zoro leaped, not away, but directly into the

With a flick of Ohm’s wrist, the Eisen Whip lashed out. It didn't just strike; it curved, defying physics, weaving through the existing mesh of barbed wire to trap Zoro in a collapsing sphere of metal. " Zoro spat