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For all forces, the entire elite force of the Charlotte Family had already been deployed.
This meant that Totto Land's defenses would be left in silence.
Of course, there was one person missing—Charlotte Daifuku.
His absence, however, didn't concern the Five Elders or the others. To them, it hardly mattered anymore.
Despite the unexpected complications in their plan, everything was still within an acceptable range. As long as Totto Land was destroyed—As long as Joey was killed—The mission would be considered a success.
In fact, even if they only managed to kill Joey, that alone would be enough.
The Pillar of this family was Charlotte Joey. Many found it hard to believe. But it was true—A single man had single-handedly propped up an entire family.
That was the core of their strategy—Kill Joey, and everything else would follow.
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Suddenly—At the front of Totto Land's waters, a massive fleet emerged.
No one knew where they came from. No one knew who they were.
But their goal was clear—to take Joey's life.
"Hmm?" Daifuku narrowed his eyes.
He held the family crest in his hand and said, "Big bro! I've got company over here. Be careful on your end—those five old geezers from the World Government are definitely sending their strongest after you."
Joey responded calmly, "Daifuku, I'm leaving Totto Land in your hands. Make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Hmph!"
Daifuku smirked with confidence. "Big bro, don't worry. I won't let anything happen here. No one can defeat me in this place."
His eyes gleamed with unwavering certainty.
He put down the family crest and slowly stood up.
Swoosh!
A cold glint flickered in his gaze as he murmured, "Finally, you've arrived. I was getting impatient. Let's see who's backing you arrogant fools who dare challenge the Charlotte Family!"
"Demon Labyrinth!"
As he spread his arms, a terrifying force erupted from his body, surging forward like a tidal wave.
Dark purple demonic energy engulfed him. A chilling, eerie laugh echoed through the air.
The dark mist spread rapidly, forming an impenetrable fog at Totto Land's entrance.
It looked like the very gates of hell, inviting the intruders inside.
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Broyé was worried. "Big bro, are you sure Daifuku can handle this?"
As a minister overseeing an island and its residents, Broyé was deeply concerned. The Tontatta people were like family to her, she didn't want anything to happen to them.
Joey chuckled warmly, holding Broyé close.
"Relax, kid. Whether it's Mama or Katakuri, none of them could beat Daifuku inside his own domain. Once you step into his world, getting out is another story entirely."
A confident smile formed on Joey's lips.
His unwavering belief reassured Broyé, who nestled into Joey's embrace, feeling at ease.
Charlotte Daifuku—This man was about to shake the entire world.
A lone warrior, standing in the way of an army.
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"General, what's going on?"
"Why did the fog suddenly appear?"
Despite their pirate disguises, their posture and speech patterns betrayed their true nature—they were trained soldiers, not mere raiders.
The general in command narrowed his eyes. "No need to worry. Keep advancing! It's just fog. Stay alert, and don't let your guard down."
"Yes, sir!"
Though his tone was firm, the general himself knew better than to be careless.
With ten warships and over ten thousand elite soldiers, the fleet surged forward into the dark purple mist.
But—The moment they entered the fog, everything fell into an eerie silence.
As if—
They had simply ceased to exist.
Confusion spread among the ranks.
What was happening?
Where were they?
Why hadn't even a single ship emerged from the mist after ten… no, twenty minutes?
"This isn't right."
"What the hell is going on?"
"Damn it!"
The behind-the-scenes people clenched their teeth in frustration, their faces darkened with fury.
Ten thousand elite soldiers—Gone?
In this world, elite soldiers were different from regular ones.
The difference between elites and common soldiers was like night and day.
Simply put—Elites were invaluable. They weren't replaceable.
And now, they were gone.
Drip.
Drip.
Time passed.
Maybe thirty minutes had gone by.
A chilling sound broke the silence—the drip of fresh blood.
Then—
Whoosh!
One by one, the warships slowly drifted out of the mist.
But they were no longer filled with soldiers.
The decks were covered in corpses.
Not a single life remained on board.
Each and every soldier lay lifeless on their ships, their bodies scattered like discarded dolls.
At that moment, every onlooker's eyes widened in shock and disbelief.
What the hell just happened? No one knew. No one could comprehend it.
But everyone watching felt a deep, bone-chilling fear creeping up their spine.
Something unthinkable had occurred.
Then—A sinister chuckle rang through the mist.
Buzz.
From the dark purple fog, a figure began to take shape.
Charlotte Daifuku.
With a twisted grin, Daifuku sneered, "Is this really all you've got? How utterly boring. Come on, come on! I'm right here waiting. Don't disappoint me now. Otherwise, this is going to be way too dull."
A haunting, eerie laughter echoed as Daifuku's figure dissolved back into the mist, vanishing completely.
His overwhelming strength left the battlefield in utter silence.
There was no denying it now. This was all Daifuku's doing.
Every single person could see it.
That terrifying, dark purple mist was his ability.
"Damn it! Charlotte Daifuku! What kind of ability is this?!"
"Paramecia... the Puff-Puff Fruit!"
"Based on reports, it allows him to summon a powerful genie."
"But judging from what we've just seen, his Devil Fruit has already awakened! His power has reached a terrifying level. Otherwise, something like this would never be possible!"
The analysis came in quickly. But right now, they were backed into a corner.
Ten ships drifted on the sea, lifeless.
Blood trickled down the decks.
To the onlookers, it was as if they could hear the spirits of the fallen wailing in agony.
Fear and dread spread like wildfire. Yet, retreat was not an option.
Backing down now would be a disaster.
"A-Attack!" The order was given once more.
Another wave of soldiers surged into battle, with no hesitation.
Swoosh!
A new fleet of ships pushed forward, charging into the eerie battlefield.
"I refuse to believe it!" the commander roared. "If ten thousand isn't enough, then we'll send a hundred thousand! If a hundred thousand isn't enough, then a million! I want to see the limits of this man's power!"
Daifuku smirked. "You just don't get it, do you? Still trying to force your way through?"
His eyes gleamed with deadly confidence.
Without a true powerhouse leading the charge...And in terrain like this...Daifuku was certain.
No matter how many they sent, they would all die here.
"Kill!"
Dozens of warships sped across the sea. Clearly, this time, they had sent in a much larger force.
But—
Daifuku was already slaughtering them en masse!
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Thirty minutes.
An hour.
The soldiers who had entered this battlefield...One hour later...Some of them reappeared.
All of them.
That was a total of one hundred thousand soldiers!
Even if they were just pigs, killing that many would still take time.
And yet...No one knew how it could even happen. All they knew was—The battle was over.
100,000 soldiers had vanished without a trace.
"Jahaha—!"
That eerie, mocking laughter rang out once more.
Once again, Daifuku emerged from the mist, grinning maniacally.
"Oi, oi. Is that really all you've got?" His voice dripped with mockery.
"Aren't you the ones who claim to control the world? And yet, this is the best you can do? How pathetic. You're boring me."
With that sneer, his figure faded back into the fog.
— — —
"Heh…"
Meanwhile, Joey chuckled. "That brat Daifuku... He's really going all out this time. I bet those guys behind the scenes are losing their minds."
The six younger sisters, watching in awe, gasped.
"Daifuku-nii is that strong?!"
"Yeah! I didn't think he was this powerful!"
Joey smiled warmly. "Daifuku's ability has always been unique. Strange, even. But clearly, its true strength lies in this battlefield. In an environment like this, his power is almost unstoppable."
"Ohhh!" The sisters nodded excitedly, eager to see what would happen next.
First, 10,000 had fallen. Then 100,000 after them
Daifuku had turned the battlefield into a slaughterhouse.
"Advance!"
The furious roar of a commander echoed across the battlefield.
With that order, another wave appeared.
This time, 200,000 troops marched forward.
They were done holding back. This was an army of 200,000 elite warriors. These were the hidden weapons of powerful nations.
And now, they were sending them all in.
"Heh..." Daifuku watched the approaching fleet, his grin growing even more twisted.
A cruel glint flickered in his eyes.
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