“It looks like the Big Mom Pirates are going to win.”
Kizaru, observing secretly from another part of the battlefield, came to the same conclusion.
If there were no surprises…
Kizaru suddenly looked up.
The sky, which had been clear moments before, was suddenly covered by a dark cloud that appeared from nowhere, as if a lead-gray roof had been placed over it.
A fierce wind suddenly began to blow across the land, making the pirates' clothes and flags on the battlefield below flap wildly and crackle!
“Sorry, I’m late.”
A thunderous voice echoed from within the clouds.
“Huh? Didn’t they say Kaido wouldn’t come?”
Smoothie suddenly looked up, her pupils constricting. Deep within the dark clouds, a long and massive dragon-shaped shadow glided, looking exactly like Kaido when he appeared.
But then, she reacted: “No, Kaido’s voice isn’t like that.”
“Hahahaha, of course it’s not Kaido,” Queen, who had been struggling and looking disheveled, suddenly perked up.
Although he didn’t want to admit it, that fellow Kane indeed possessed terrifying strength capable of overturning the outcome of this war.
At this moment, the outcome of the war between the Beasts Pirates and the Charlotte Family was still unknown.
The dark clouds in the sky churned as if stirred by an invisible giant hand, spinning wildly to form a massive, bottomless black vortex.
At the center of the vortex, a majestic emerald dragon head slowly emerged.
“Oh~ What a lively scene.”
King forced Katakuri back with a sword swing and seized the opportunity to speak, “Less talk, Kane, join the fight quickly.”
“Understood, Mr. King.”
Kane’s mind stirred, and in an instant, the dark clouds gathered.
Within a few seconds, it began to rain, and the rain grew heavier and heavier, turning into a torrential downpour in the blink of an eye.
Kizaru, in the distance, frowned deeply, his entire face turning into a bitter gourd.
An unknown Mythical Zoan user who can control the weather?
Isn’t this just a smaller Kaido?
How did the Beasts Pirates find this guy and keep it hidden until today?
On the other side, Queen was quite agitated: “Idiot! What’s the use of you making it rain! Who can rain kill?!”
He also had a concern in his heart, fearing that Smoothie on the opposite side would continue to grow larger with the rain.
But fortunately, the Squeeze-Squeeze Berry didn’t seem to have that ability.
The anxious Queen didn’t notice Smoothie’s grim expression at all.
She thought of a terrible possibility.
“Don’t rush, look at Cracker over there. Yamato, do it!” Kane said calmly.
On the current battlefield, the Beasts Pirates and the Charlotte Family were intertwined, making large-scale attack skills unusable.
But fortunately, Cracker’s weakness, like Crocodile’s, was that he couldn’t touch water.
No matter how hard the biscuits were, they couldn’t turn into metal after all.
This was a characteristic of Devil Fruit.
Just as the Nika Berry is 100% immune to the Rumble-Rumble Berry’s attacks, it is an insurmountable rule.
“Alright!”
Yamato responded and swung her spiked club towards the Biscuit Soldier.
The next second, she realized something was wrong.
“So easy, so easy, hahahahaha!”
Wherever Yamato’s spiked club passed, the Biscuit Soldiers crumbled and shattered with hardly any struggle.
This was completely different from the hard feel before!
It was as easy as plowing a field!
“Soaked… soaked soft?!”
Queen was dumbfounded, then suddenly understood: “Using the rule that biscuits soften when they encounter water? Kane, you sly dog.”
Exactly.
The softened Biscuit Soldiers couldn’t even withstand Luffy’s First Gear Gatling.
“The last one!”
Yamato leaped up, raising her spiked club to smash the Biscuit Soldier where Cracker’s main body was located.
“Ice Scythe!”
The spiked club, wrapped in bone-chilling cold air, struck down with the force of a thunderbolt.
“Don’t look down on me! Do you think mere rainwater can defeat me?!”
Cracker’s face was twisted in a savage grimace as he roared from inside the Biscuit Soldier.
He frantically activated his Armament Haki, and the black color instantly covered the entire Biscuit Soldier like a tide.
Clang—
The spiked club and the greatsword collided fiercely, producing a deafening clang of metal, and violent Haki lightning splattered everywhere.
He blocked it!
Cracker’s taut nerves had just relaxed a bit, and the sneer on his lips hadn’t fully bloomed yet.
Crack—
A tiny crack appeared on the surface of the biscuit greatsword, which should have been indestructible.
Immediately after, like ice with a pebble thrown into it, the crack spread out in a web-like pattern at an astonishing speed, extending across the entire Biscuit Soldier.
Crash, crash, crash—
The sturdy Biscuit Soldier could no longer hold on, collapsing like a stack of fallen blocks, revealing Cracker with purple hair and a fierce face inside.
The spiked club continued its downward trajectory.
Oh no!
Cracker saw the danger, hastily swung his sword to block, but caught off guard, he couldn’t resist at all and was sent flying by Yamato’s blow.
The immense force mixed with bone-chilling cold air slammed into his body.
So painful!!! It hurts so much!!!
Cracker struggled to steady himself, his entire face contorted in pain, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
What he feared most was pain; he couldn’t even stand an injection, otherwise he wouldn’t wrap himself in Biscuit Soldiers all day.
Cracker looked at Yamato, who was charging again, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, while also seizing the time to move his wrists, which had become somewhat stiff from the cold air.
That woman’s strength was ridiculously immense, and there was that damned cold air.
“Again! Firecracker Head!”
Yamato’s momentum was like a rainbow, and she charged again, swinging her spiked club.
“Damn it, I told you not to give people nicknames!”
Cracker was so angry that the flames at the tips of the two tufts of hair at the back of his head grew larger.
Facing the aggressive Yamato, he gripped his long sword and bravely met her.
Although he was afraid of pain, he also had reasons not to lose!
“Thunder Bagua!”
“Wave · Pretzel!”
Cracker and Yamato fought fiercely.
Kane no longer paid attention to the battle there; he also had to search for his own opponent.
“Heat Wave Fist!”
A furious roar suddenly erupted, and the air instantly grew scorching hot.
A burly figure flew towards Kane, and a fist wrapped in rolling Heat Wave slammed into Kane’s massive dragon body.
Where the fist wind passed, the falling raindrops were instantly vaporized into a vast white mist before they even got close, swirling around him to form a hazy fog.
Oh? Did an opponent jump out on their own?
Kane narrowed his eyes, not dodging, letting the scorching hot airflow, which was enough to melt steel, blast onto his body.
The Heat Wave instantly engulfed his entire body.
“It hit.”
Charlotte Oven’s face lit up with joy.
He was a user of the Hot-Hot Berry, capable of releasing incredibly hot air.
The Heat Wave from that punch earlier was so hot that even a mere graze would be enough to ignite a mountain.
But Oven’s imagined scene of Kane screaming in agony did not occur.
“Is that all? This temperature is only fit for heating my bathwater.”
Within the scorching airflow, Kane’s playful voice suddenly rang out.
