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... as I was through the high orcs left and right. They just keep running towards me. so I was using normal sword moves and cutting through them with ease.

I used Gura Gura no mi's power and imbued it into the sword as I sent the slashes with its power cutting through everything in its path.

I jumped to the right and dodged the attack from the high orcs as I stabbed his heart killing him after the I ran forward and ducked as an orc aiming for my head. And going near the orc I jumped ...

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