"Can the Conqueror's Haki be wrapped around an attack?" "good." Noah looked at the tough guy with pity in his eyes. Even if Kadok broke through to this level, it would be too late to save the situation. The injuries he suffered in the previous battle were so severe that the breakthrough stimulated the life potential in his own body. These potentials were completely dissipated before even the most serious injuries on his body were healed. Now he is still in a state of exhaustion. If we have to make an analogy, it would be that when Whitebeard was lying on Bica, he would never be a match for Noah when he got serious. What's even more pitiful is that Charlotte Linlin, knowing that Katakuri has the Domineering Haki, did not convey his true intention of domineering. Such a mother has no family affection in her heart. She is so cold-blooded that she seems like a monster. If he had understood the emperor-level fighting moves earlier, he would not have been injured so badly.
Maybe there is still a glimmer of hope for escape. Katakuri also understood something from Noah's eyes, and then shook his head silently. No matter what his mother did, she was still his mother. At this moment, he was already an opponent of the same level as Noah. Even if he died, he wanted to let the other party see his strength. He always wanted to leave something on this sea, such as the admiration of his opponent and the hope of his family. "Rice Cake Family" Kaji put his hands together and countless rice cake balls rose from the ground. Then the rice cakes began to be shaped according to what he had imagined in his mind. If Noah's information is correct, these people should be his brothers and sisters. 39 sisters and 46 brothers. After these human figures were created, they stood quietly in place, lifelike. What puzzled Noah was how these were different from the rice cake soldiers that Katakuri had created before? But what really surprised him was what happened afterwards, because Katakuri really developed more and more wonderful powers. He actually gave each piece of rice cake its own spirituality. The awakened rice cake fruits already have very strong life activities, and now after being endowed with spirituality, these creations are more like real people. He poured his impressions, thoughts and memories of his family into the hearts of every Rice Cake Warrior. So all these rice cake incarnations came "to life". "Brother Katakuri." "Brother, is he the enemy this time?" "Hey, Katakuri, I'm everyone's favorite brother." "What's going on? Why are you so embarrassed? As expected, the Big Mom Pirates still have to rely on me." These rice cakes seemed like real people, surrounding Kaji and chattering about something.
This scene also shocked Noah's heart. The softest fruit was given to the toughest man. But this man has the softest heart. The fate of the fruit is really interesting. What about my own Menmen fruit? Would someone outside of fate have such a setting? I didn’t expect that Katakuri’s inner self is somewhat similar to Whitebeard’s. He and Newgate are really compatible. The only rule is not to hurt family members. It quite meets the criteria for adopting a son. Katakuri was a little dazed for a moment when looking at the rice cake family members he created. Is this the kind of feeling I get when I break through? Haha, at this time he made a bold decision. He took off his scarf that had been chopped into tatters, revealing his ferocious big mouth. You should be calm and honest with yourself in front of your family. After all, rice cakes are also tolerant. "Everyone, our enemy is very scary now, so come and help me defeat the opponent." Some of these rice cakes were disdainful, some were angry, and some were admiring, but in the end they all stood by his side. I saw dozens of opponents on the opposite side. Noah suddenly felt very happy. This is the beauty of the sea, always with unexpected scenery and incredible heroes. "Katakuri. I admit that you have given me surprises more than once or twice. The word "strong" also belongs to you, so let's start the formal fight." This time, Noah, unable to wait, charged into the enemy group with a sword in one hand, fighting one against an entire army. Those rice cake incarnations also made various responses to the battle. What was surprising was that some of their moves and behavioral habits were not from Katakuri's command, but more like instinct. The timing of some special attacks and moves is different for everyone, but the Glutinous Fruit just presents them in a different way. Chapter 664: It’s a pity that you are a pirate The most outrageous thing is Charlotte Cracker’s rice cake warrior. He can actually summon cookie warriors to attack. Of course, the cookies are also made of rice cakes. Fortunately, there are not many summons, otherwise this would be a bug. If all these opponents have Katakuri's fighting state and will, it will definitely be a big trouble. This is the sea version of the Shadow Clone Jutsu. Unfortunately, these emotionally gifted rice cake warriors seem to have maintained the skills and emotions of the originals, and they are actually afraid... Is this a weakness? Overall, it can be said that the combat power has definitely been enhanced. Anyone who challenges a royal group alone will feel pressured. Fortunately, this move did not bring out Charlotte Lingling. I don't know whether she couldn't or didn't want to.
This skill, which was similar to turning beans into soldiers, made Noah extremely envious. But the enemy is the enemy. In order to complete the final path, he can cut off anyone who blocks his way forward. The red sword became more and more dazzling, flashing continuously among the crowd. Katakuri also led his younger brothers and sisters to start a new round of battle with Noah. After another half a day, Katakuri, who was already exhausted, could no longer bear the consequences of the full release of the Mochi-Mochi Fruit. The younger brothers and sisters around him were transformed into mindless rice cake warriors one by one. When the last Owen slowly lost his mind, he knew that he had reached the end. "Humph, bastard, I didn't expect you to lose after all." Before losing his mind, Mochi Owen made a sarcastic remark, which made Katakuri smile bitterly. This is Noah, the most terrifying man on the sea. But he was completely satisfied with today's battle. It was worth dying in the hands of such an enemy. Noah was also very satisfied. After seeing the endless colors of the world, he decided to give his opponent the final respect. On this deserted island far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, the overwhelming domineering color appeared again on the island. With a man as the origin, the red ocean covered the entire island. The surging waves turned the world into one color. The shouts and roars became clearer and clearer, as if they came from people's hearts. Countless figures appeared on the island, and everyone seemed to be working towards the same goal. They can fight, they can sacrifice, they can die peacefully in a corner, but they cannot accept the failure of the greatest cause. The power of everyone's unity turned into a boundless flame. The scorching flame made Katakuri feel like his skin was burning. Is this really the dominant color? Although he knew he was on the verge of death and was neither afraid nor moved, Kaiji was still defeated. The opponent's domineering look was something he had never seen before. He was so shocked by the courage and spirit that dared to change the world that he could not move. Although he is terribly weak now, common sense shows that he cannot be immobilized by domineering aura alone. These suddenly appearing shadows constantly whipped and tortured his heart. The defenses of the so-called strong men are constantly being broken down in this kind of torture. Death, fire, destruction, plunder, possession. It turns out that he and his family have done so much harm to the ocean.
Now their nemesis has arrived. Those dead civilians, with endless resentment and anger, want to cleanse this sinful world. This realization made Katakuri feel desperate and collapsed. Doesn't this world belong to pirates? "This world doesn't belong to pirates!" Noah made the final judgment grimly. No matter how affectionate and righteous the person in front of you is, how full of personal charm he is, and how noble his spirit of sacrifice is. But he was doing the wrong things. He was doing things that hurt others. He was protecting those sinners who hurt others. Then he was wrong about the world, and Noah came to correct this mistake, even if the mistake was the whole world. The red ocean in the sky was collected back onto the red sword. Wado Ichimonji felt his own powerful strength and cheered. Gripping his weapon tightly, Noah stared at the opponent with whom he had been fighting until now. Cut it off with one knife. Everything was split in half by the sword before his eyes: mountains, rivers, sea water, and sky. Katakuri, who was in the middle, felt that his body and soul were broken into two pieces. “I didn’t expect that he would teach me a lesson before he died. I hope I can join the revolutionary army in my next life. And I’m sorry, the sea.” After his final apology, Katakuri slowly fell into the ruins of the battlefield, and his soul dissipated into the sea. Katakuri, the Flour Minister of the Wanoku Pirates, dies. Sheathing his sword, Noah gave a slight nod to this man who deserved admiration in battle. He let out a breath, thinking how nice it would be if the other party wasn't a pirate. Then he jumped into the air and punched downwards, sinking the shattered island and Katakuri's body into the sea. This is the fate of pirates. There are so many enemies among all nations, so it is better not to build tombs casually. He used his Observation Haki to scan the surroundings. With Katakuri's defeat, the countdown to the fall of the Bankoku officially began. He took out his Den Den Mushi and a message was sent out asking everyone to start the final finishing touches. In Cookie Town on Cookie Island, Cookie Minister Cracker seemed to sense something was missing in his heart. This kind of strong feeling has its reasons, so I feel a little flustered. Could it be that some important person left him?
This was a premeditated invasion by the Cross Guild, and he had already learned that more than a dozen of his brothers and sisters had died. Such deep pain made him even more angry and his actions became even more cruel. But the people sent by the other party to snipe him were really difficult to deal with. No matter what he did, he couldn't get rid of the opponent's sword energy. The lingering sword moves like a thorn in his flesh made him feel sick. The Biscuit Knight had no idea how many layers of it had been destroyed. Even the hardest outer shell would be peeled off layer by layer like scraping.