Within the Tottoland waters.
Not far from the outer zone, the entire island was covered in fresh cream. On this incredible island.
A handsome man with short black hair, tall and slender, with strong muscles, long legs, and a stitched scar on each cheek, held a Den Den Mushi in his right hand.
"Germa 66? They shouldn't have any dealings with us, right?" The man's expression was cold, his brows slightly furrowed.
He wore a scarf around his neck, like a flower, filled with a strong black metallic style, dressed in black jeans, a white knee guard on his left leg, and a pair of spiked black long boots!
"Katakuri, don't worry about what he came for. You just need to beat that kid half to death, then bring him to me..." From the small Den Den Mushi, BIG MOM's cruel and enchanting laughter came, making one shiver: "Mamamama, I'm very interested in Germa's scientific power!"
"Understood!" The Yonko, BIG MOM's second son, Charlotte Katakuri, the head of the Sweet Commanders, directly nodded in agreement.
"Hurry up, don't make me wait too long, Katakuri!"
"Pika!"
The Den Den Mushi hung up. He closed his eyes.
"Vinsmoke Ichiji?" Katakuri opened his eyes, with a hint of seriousness and solemnity, and directly jumped onto a singing ship.
His tall figure, cold face, and strong muscles gave off a considerable oppressive feeling.
"Lord Katakuri!"
Several cadres quickly came up to greet him.
"No more nonsense, directly press the Cotton Candy Island!"
"Yes!!"
...
Cotton Candy Island.
As its name suggested, it was full of cotton candy everywhere.
Even the ground and buildings were soft, silky cotton candy, which was incredible, and it continuously floated down like "cotton candy snow."
The gigantic singing ship stopped at the port.
"Huh, it really is cotton candy..."
With the intention of testing it out, Ichiji caught the falling cotton candy snow and lightly took a bite. It was indeed sweet: "And it tastes pretty good. That BIG MOM fellow's private life is a bit messy, but she sure knows how to enjoy herself..."
One had to say, the islands under BIG MOM's command were simply dreamlike kingdoms. Chocolate Island, Fresh Cream Island, Cotton Candy Island, Whole Cake Island, etc., were probably the dream destinations for the vast majority of children in the world.
"You fellow! Hmph hmph!"
"Don't get excited, Lord Katakuri will arrive soon! BON!"
A messy private life? Pekoms' veins bulged, and he was about to step forward to argue, but Tamago, who was nearby, quickly held him back.
There were very few people in this world who dared to speak of BIG MOM so openly and boldly like Ichiji.
Tamago was angry, but he also knew his limits.
Now was not the time to argue. It was just inviting trouble. Once Commander Katakuri arrived, if he could truly defeat this guy, it wouldn't be too late to slowly argue back.
"You're quite daring towards BIG MOM, you fellow. Are you a Mink?"
Ichiji wasn't in a hurry to get off the ship. He directly sat on the railing and glanced at Pekoms: "Do you know where that rumored millennia-old Elephant King is?"
"What do you want to find the Elephant King for?"
Pekoms heard this and couldn't help but become wary.
The Elephant King was the Minks' generational reliance for survival. Their Mink nation was built on the Elephant King's back, so it was impossible for them to let this dangerous fellow approach it.
"Ah~~~ Perhaps I'm curious and want to see the so-called 'Country on the Elephant's Back,' or perhaps I want to subdue that giant elephant..."
Looking at the continuously falling cotton candy snow, Ichiji's mouth carried a smile, and his tone suddenly turned sinister: "It's also possible that I've gotten interested and will just slaughter that thousand-year-old giant elephant! Who knows?"
Bored, he didn't mind having some malicious fun with this fellow from the Mink Tribe.
"You want to kill the Elephant King? You bastard!"
Pekoms' face greatly changed, and he roared, his eyes wide with fury as he glared at Ichiji. "I won't let you!!!"
He could no longer hold back and directly rushed forward.
Offending the Elephant King, who was equivalent to a spiritual pillar or belief for the Mink Tribe, was absolutely forbidden. Aside from Pekoms, those who defected from a young age had no feelings or ties to the Mink Tribe.
"Armament Haki: Hardening!"
His right fist instantly turned jet black and smashed down.
"Wait, Pekoms, quickly..."
Tamago's face contorted wildly, but it was too late; he couldn't stop Pekoms.
"Swish!"
Black smoke billowed.
A figure covered in dark armor instantly emerged directly from the ground.
"Clang!!!"
In a flash of lightning.
Pekoms' entire body was sent flying back like a cannonball!
"Ugh..." His face contorted, and he spat blood as he flew backward, smashing into the ship's cabin behind him.
"Lord Pekoms..."
Many chess piece soldiers and pirates were startled and cried out.
No one expected this Shura of Germa to suddenly act without warning.
"Hey, hey, isn't that going a bit too far, Ichiji-dono..."
He took a deep breath, filled with caution, and glared at Ichiji. Tamago gnashed his teeth.
Looking at the bizarre dark figure standing in front of Ichiji, his heart was involuntarily filled with shock.
What kind of ability was this? To be able to directly create soldiers like Commander Katakuri, and instantly send the not-weak Pekoms flying, clearly possessing considerable combat strength.
"I'm just a bit bored. Before that Katakuri fellow arrives, why don't you play with him..." Ichiji said impatiently to Tamago, and snapped his fingers.
The warrior formed from dark condensation, or rather, the Dark Soldier, directly leaped up.
It leaped onto the port, feeling a bit soft, but the ground was far more solid than ordinary cotton candy. It sank right in.
These soldiers, condensed from dark matter, possessed sturdy steel-like bodies and considerable combat power.
However, after detaching from the dark smoke that maintained contact with Ichiji, these soldiers' combat power at least halved, and they couldn't be too far from Ichiji, otherwise, they would dissipate on their own.
They were actually not very useful. They could be used for amusement, though.
After all, an opponent who could make him take it seriously wasn't someone who could be easily dealt with.
"Bastard! You..."
Tamago's face turned ashen, and he prepared himself with all his heart.
What does this bastard take him for? A plaything?
"Forget it, you're a bit lucky!" Dismissing the thought of toying with Tamago, Ichiji suddenly stood up and looked towards the horizon on his left.
There, a singing ship was slowly approaching.
"Ship Ship"
...Searching...
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