"Bastard, how dare you humiliate me!"
Seeing Rorschach grab a biscuit soldier and shove it into his mouth, biting off half of it with a crunch, and then chewing and swallowing it right in front of him, Cracker, who was hidden in the back and using his ability to command the biscuit soldiers to charge, became instantly enraged.
Especially the opponent's comment that it "tasted good." It was, it was simply, a compliment to his ability!
Cracker, of course, was extremely confident in the taste of the biscuits he created.
Even Mama would give a small compliment after eating the biscuits he made.
Cooking desserts and making sweets were specialized skills that every member of the Charlotte Family had to possess.
Sometimes, these excellent cooking skills were even more important than fighting ability.
Because no matter how important a person's fighting ability was, it would absolutely never be able to help them escape from Mama when she was in the throes of a food craving frenzy.
When Mama lost her mind and went berserk, only good food could appease her ravenous appetite.
Cracker gnashed his teeth. He emerged from the chest of a tall biscuit soldier, held his long sword, and aimed it at Rorschach, who was crunching on the biscuit soldier he had created. He roared, "Marine! Don't think for a second that I'll let you off just because you're buttering me up! Forget about it! All the Marines on this island must die today!"
Rorschach was stunned.
Who the hell has time to butter you up?
He was purely exhausted from overusing his abilities, which had depleted a lot of his stamina. That's why he didn't immediately use a big move. Instead, he thought about how Luffy in the manga had eaten Cracker's biscuit soldiers and seemed fine, so he wondered if he could also eat some to recover his stamina.
It turned out that the biscuits Cracker made could indeed help him recover his depleted stamina.
But for some reason, the recovery was minimal.
Rorschach guessed that it was probably because these biscuit soldiers were created using Cracker's stamina in the first place.
And the difference between Cracker's stamina level and his own was something that could be seen with the naked eye.
They weren't even in the same league.
After eating the five-meter-tall biscuit soldier in just a few bites, Rorschach licked his lips.
"Hmm, it really does taste pretty good. Salty. The biscuits are like they were freshly baked and carefully roasted. They're crispy and delicious."
Then, under Cracker's angry gaze, Rorschah reached out again and grabbed another five-meter-tall biscuit soldier.
"Bastard! You're getting addicted! Unforgivable!"
Cracker gritted his teeth, but he didn't personally go forward to stop him. Instead, he secretly wrapped a layer of Armament Haki around the biscuit soldier that Rorschach had grabbed, making the already solid, cement-like biscuit even harder, on par with steel.
Watching Rorschach, who seemed completely oblivious, pick up the struggling biscuit soldier and put it to his mouth to bite, a mocking smile appeared on Cracker's face.
"Heh heh heh, you want to keep eating the biscuits I made? Go ahead and break your teeth, you bastard Marine!"
"Crunch!"
The biscuit soldier, which was wrapped in the Armament Haki released by Cracker, had a large chunk bitten off as Rorschach's jaws closed.
The biscuit, which had become as hard as steel after being infused with Haki, was crushed in his mouth without any hesitation.
"What? That's impossible!"
Cracker's eyes almost popped out of his head.
No one knew how hard his Haki-infused biscuits were better than he did.
Even swordsmen who could normally cut steel might not be able to easily cut these biscuits.
But these biscuits, which were so hard, were being crushed little by little in the mouth of that monster.
Cracker couldn't even see the slightest sign of effort on his face.
It was no different from eating a biscuit soldier that wasn't infused with Haki.
For a moment, Cracker was a little unsure of Rorschach's situation.
So he froze in place.
He was in a daze, but Rorschach didn't stop. He started to devour them like a whirlwind.
And the object of his meal was the biscuit soldiers created by Cracker.
Each of these biscuit soldiers was five or six meters tall, holding a shield and a long sword, and wearing armor. Their fighting power was comparable to that of a regular Marine officer.
If they were infused with Armament Haki, their combat power was comparable to that of a Marine officer.
Cracker had created over a hundred of these biscuit soldiers with a simple clap of his hands.
One could imagine the huge casualties these formations of biscuit soldiers would cause if they were to charge into the Marine soldiers' ranks.
So, this action of Rorschach's was technically a battle.
It was just that the way he was fighting was a bit unconventional.
Cracker, who was still in a daze, suddenly caught a glimpse of Jack the Drought in the distance, who was killing everyone with his mechanical hands and feet, fighting Shiliew, with blood splattering everywhere.
Looking at the gleaming metal parts on Jack's body, Cracker suddenly had a realization.
"Oh, I get it. This bastard Marine must be a cyborg, just like Jack the Drought. No wonder he can easily crush my Armament Haki-infused biscuits. I see. In that case, I'll use my salty sword to pierce his heart."
With that thought, Cracker snapped out of his daze. He raised his head and looked at Rorschach with a sinister grin.
And then, he was dumbfounded again.
Looking at the empty ground in front of him and the piles of biscuit crumbs, Cracker's wide eyes blinked in confusion.
"Where are my biscuit soldiers?"
He had just used a tenth of his stamina to create a hundred fierce biscuit soldiers.
How did they all disappear in the blink of an eye?
He stared blankly as Rorschach brought his two large hands together, compressing the last biscuit soldier into a flat cake. He threw it into his mouth, chewed it with a crunch, and swallowed it whole. Cracker's lips twitched with anger as Rorschach's eyes rolled back from choking on the dry biscuit.
"You... you..."
"It's too dry," Rorschach said, shaking his head. "One or two is fine, but eating too many in a row is a bit choking."
"Who asked for your review?! Bastard! I'll kill you!"
Cracker charged out from the last biscuit soldier's body. He didn't care that his appearance was exposed. He gripped his long sword, which was wrapped in a layer of pitch-black Haki, with his right hand and thrust it toward Rorschach's chest.
As the long sword thrust forward, it stirred the air, letting out a sharp whistling sound that was as piercing as the whistle of a sea train.
"Clang!"
With a loud bang, the tip of a black halberd precisely intercepted the tip of his sword in mid-air.
Cracker's charging body suddenly stopped, and a look of horror appeared on his face.
Because he felt a powerful, unrivaled force surge through the long sword he was holding and into his arm.
The force was so violent, like a mountain flood, and it was unstoppable.
However, Cracker, who had been suddenly hit by Rorschach's immense force, was not immediately sent flying.
He made a quick decision and let go of the long sword's hilt with his right hand. Instead, he held his five fingers in a loose grip in the air and released a large amount of Armament Haki, guiding the sword to spin at a high speed.
With a flick of his wrist, the rapidly spinning long sword was moved by Cracker. It spun with his body and, with an even more ferocious momentum, whistled toward Rorschach's face!
"Roll-Pretzel!"
Looking at the spinning, thrusting long sword, Rorschach also loosely gripped the hilt of his Tenryu Halberd with the five fingers of his right hand.
However, he didn't use the power of his wrist to make it spin.
He had a much more convenient and faster way.
Violent airflow turned into a tangible substance, spinning wildly between his five fingers, creating a physical vortex that caused the Tenryu Halberd in the center to spin at an incredibly high speed, like a phantom.
As the Tenryu Halberd spun rapidly, wisps of shimmering electricity shot out from Rorschach's palm and extended onto the halberd's shaft, turning this pure black ancient halberd into a brilliant beam of silver and black light that he thrust straight at Cracker's incoming long sword.
"200 Million Volts! Advanced Armament! Wind and Thunder Halberd!"
The terrifying electric light, the whistling wind, and the flowing Haki all combined and burst forth, causing the hairs on Cracker's body to stand up.
Danger!
His body, acting on biological instinct, felt the danger, but a sense of shame surged in Cracker's heart.
He was one of the Four Sweet Commanders of the Charlotte Family!
He was a pillar-level officer of the Big Mom Pirates!
He was a powerful pirate of the New World with a bounty of 860 million berries!
To feel a sense of danger from a nobody Animal-type Marine user was a great humiliation for the proud Cracker.
"Die!"
Cracker cast aside the distracting thoughts in his mind. He thrust his long sword forward, which spun and accelerated, shattering the air and creating a series of explosions.
He watched as the tip of his sword was about to pierce Rorschach's face.
The next second!
"Boom!"
The air within a hundred meters in front of him exploded instantly. A whistling, spinning halberd tore the air into a pulp and, with unstoppable force, thrust toward the tip of his sword.
No, it wasn't a halberd.
In Cracker's eyes, it was a beam of light, a silver beam of electric light!
The electric light instantly hit the tip of his sword, carrying with it a massive, tidal force that sent the long sword in Cracker's hand flying backward.
With the impact of the terrifying force, Cracker's right hand, which was holding the sword, was instantly slashed and cut open by the sword that had flown back. With a squishing sound, his four fingers, except for his thumb, flew off and separated from his palm.
His wrist snapped back with a "crack," and his entire body was hit by an invisible wall of air. He let out a muffled groan as blood spurted from his body and he was sent flying backward with a thunderous roar.
"Cracker!"
The sudden, shocking change caused Oven, who was fighting Onigumo nearby, to change his expression drastically.
Without a second thought, a red light appeared on his right fist, scorching the air and wrapping it in Armament Haki. He punched the long sword Onigumo had swung at him. With pure brute force, he pushed Onigumo back a few steps, then turned and charged toward the flying Cracker.
"Charlotte Oven! Your opponent is me!"
Onigumo steadied himself. Six pitch-black arms grew out of his back, and he drew six long swords from his waist. He swung them at the back of the fleeing Oven, sending a rain of sword slashes after him.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!"
In an instant, dozens of sharp slashes cut toward Oven's back.
But just then, a burly, giant man, with his lower body looking like ribbons of smoke from a genie, swung a large naginata and stood in front of Oven, blocking all the dozens of slashes that Onigumo had unleashed.
Onigumo let out a cold snort and swung his swords, charging at the man who was blocking him.
Charlotte Daifuku, a Paramecia-type user of the Hoya Hoya no Mi, was one of Charlotte Linlin's triplets, along with Oven and Katakuri.
At this moment, it wasn't just Oven. Nearby, a large number of pirates from the Big Mom Pirates were also brandishing their swords and charging at Rorschach.
Rorschach, who had just sent Cracker flying with his halberd, wasn't going to stand there and show off.
His eight-meter-tall body charged forward with a thunderous crash.
"Rumble!"
The air, like a piece of pig iron, was compressed layer upon layer by his charge. It then turned into a powerful air cannon that exploded with a thunderous roar, sending the pirates who were rushing from all directions to support Cracker flying.
The ground shook beneath his feet. Rorschach ignored the incoming bullets and cannonballs. He was enveloped in a layer of flowing, invisible armor and was just like a savage Tyrannosaurus, stomping on the ground. Wherever he went, no one could stand in his way.
The moment a pirate was sent flying by his charge, their bones would snap and break. Some were even hit by his charge and had their bodies explode, turning into a rain of blood!
The Tenryu Halberd, which was crackling with electricity, followed close behind, and he swung it at Cracker, who had landed hard on the ground.
"Heat Wind Fist!"
Just as the downed Cracker was about to be hit by the Tenryu Halberd, a fist giving off a scorching heat shot out from the side, bringing with it a torrent of hot wind, and struck toward Rorschach's face.
Rorschach's eyes narrowed. He didn't dodge and continued to bring his halberd down.
"Cracker!" Oven couldn't help but shout.
Cracker's heart pounded. He felt the deadly crisis approaching and subconsciously released all his stamina, creating layers of biscuit shields in front of him.
In just an instant, his body was layered with over a hundred biscuit shields, like a thousand-layer cake, which stood in front of Rorschach's halberd blade.
"Boom!"
A brilliant flash of electricity shot out, and the hard biscuit shields shattered and flew everywhere.
Before the cold, gleaming halberd blade could even hit Cracker, the terrifying force that was transmitted through it had already slammed Cracker into the ground, causing blood to spill from his nose and mouth from the shock.
This made Cracker even more horrified.
It wasn't that he hadn't fought people with great strength before.
Jack the Drought of the Beast Pirates had once fought him.
But even Jack the Drought, who had the Ancient Zoan Mammoth fruit ability, didn't have the terrifying strength that this Marine in front of him had.
Compared to the power that this person had unleashed in just two moves, his own proud strength was like that of a child facing an adult.
"Whoosh!"
With the sound of flesh being torn, Cracker, who was screaming, had his left arm, along with half of his shoulder, sliced off by the lightning-covered halberd blade.
Blood spurted out, staining the biscuit crumbs on the ground a crimson red.
At the same time, Oven's crimson fist hit Rorschach in the chest, creating a powerful air cannon of hot wind that shook the Haki on Rorschach's body and sent him flying backward. He slammed into the hull of the Kirin warship nearby with a loud "bang."
Oven slapped away the biscuit crumbs and dirt on the ground and saw Cracker's horrifying injuries. His eyes instantly turned red.
He reached out and grabbed Cracker, who was still screaming, and lifted him from the ground. With red eyes, he turned sharply and looked at Rorschach, who had been sent flying by his punch.
And then, the sky above his head was covered by a giant shadow.
Oven's eyes widened.
It was, in fact, a warship as big as a mountain!
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