Chapter 155 The Wedding Begins
The moment the wildly spinning trident tip collided with Brett's fist, Katakuri noticed it immediately.
What tremendous power! What formidable Haki!!
This guy!!
Amidst the continuously jumping black lightning, two figures separated on contact. Brett was launched backward, landing lightly in front of Tesoro.
On the opposite side, Katakuri also crashed heavily to the ground, his feet carving two deep impressions into the earth. His body even retreated two uncontrolled steps backward.
His expression became extremely grave.
"Hohohoh, so this is the Charlotte family's greatest masterpiece?"
Tesoro suddenly burst into laughter at that moment. "Doesn't look like much after all."
"You bastard, shut your mouth!"
Seeing his most respected older brother insulted, Cracker instantly flew into a rage.
But actually, he too found it hard to believe—Big Brother Katakuri had actually been overpowered!
That guy Brett actually possessed this level of strength?
As the person involved, Brett himself wasn't surprised in the slightest.
Katakuri was indeed a very strong man, no mistake about that.
But once you excluded his seemingly invincible future sight Observation Haki, his actual strength was just so-so.
His Armament Haki was quite strong, but it was just ordinary hardening. Even with high intensity, the efficiency couldn't keep up with Brett's Armament Haki.
His pure physical techniques and bodily abilities were even less comparable to Brett's.
Katakuri's biggest weakness was that his attack power was too weak.
Brett had envisioned a battle between Katakuri and King—it would probably be quite interesting. Though King was very fast, he'd likely still have difficulty touching Katakuri, while Katakuri's attack power would basically be unable to break through King's defense and cause damage.
You could even add Marco to that mix. Marco couldn't foresee the future and his defensive power was just average, but he possessed an abnormal level of recovery ability.
The three of them would probably be in a stalemate where none could do anything to the others.
"So? Do I have the qualifications now?"
Brett's face carried a smile.
Just from this moment alone, this trip had already been completely worth it.
The flow and projection of Armament Haki had been thoroughly mastered.
Even more, in that final clash just now, he'd gained some insight into the technique of internal destruction.
Rayleigh was absolutely right—once you mastered flow and projection, internal destruction wasn't far behind.
His current self, even without using his ability, already completely possessed the strength to clash with monsters like Katakuri.
In fact, due to his bloodline advantages, he might even have a slight edge over Katakuri.
Teacher Kaido was absolutely right—Haki was the ability that could dominate the world.
The amplification brought by high-level Haki was simply too enormous.
After all, relying on advanced Armament Haki, even someone of Kinemon's level could break through Kaido's defense.
Katakuri fell silent for a moment, then the trident in his hand melted back into mochi and merged with his body. "I'll report what happened here truthfully to Mama. You'd better prepare yourself mentally, Brett."
Continuing to fight would be meaningless.
This man was ridiculously strong.
Though Katakuri was very reluctant to admit it, defeating this guy Brett would probably be an extremely difficult task.
"That's for the best," Brett said with a smile. "Now then, can you take us to attend the wedding banquet?"
What else could Katakuri say?
He'd arrived with great momentum, but the result was complete embarrassment.
Brett's group of three boarded the carriage again, and this time they were truly heading to the venue.
In the carriage.
"Beautifully done, Brett!"
Tesoro was full of excitement, completely ignoring the trembling chess soldier driving the carriage, just laughing heartily to himself. "Did you see Cracker's expression? From shock to disbelief, and finally complete humiliation—it was absolutely hilarious!"
"Being able to savor this appetizer before the main course that is Doflamingo makes this trip worthwhile!"
Brett also smiled slightly. This was exactly what he meant—now was completely different from a year ago.
They soon reached the castle. This wedding venue wasn't at the castle's peak this time. After all, using the same creative concept ten years later wouldn't feel repetitive, but rushing to use it again after just one year would seem somewhat careless.
Outside the castle, part of the forest had been cleared and connected to the original plaza, forming a huge flat area.
And on this enormous plaza, there was now an ocean of sweets.
Various kinds of desserts stood tall across the plaza, their sweet aroma almost pungent.
"Now this really fits Charlotte Linlin's style for a wedding venue," Tesoro said with some amazement as he stepped down from the carriage. "Just looking at it makes your teeth ache from the sweetness."
These sweets were massive in scale.
They were essentially platforms, each dessert topped with a round table and circle of chairs—this was a banquet held in a fantasy land of sweets.
The moment Brett's group of three stepped off the carriage, other chess soldiers immediately came to escort them to their assigned positions.
The guests attending Charlotte Linlin's wedding were all notable figures in the New World, but even among big shots, there were hierarchies.
Brett and Tesoro naturally belonged to the high-ranking category.
The chess soldiers led Brett and Tesoro to a large cake at the very front, then respectfully retreated.
Brett looked forward along the cake. A luxurious carpet extended horizontally, starting from the castle's main gate in the distance. On both sides of the path, some inexplicable Homies were dancing about, creating quite a dreamlike scene.
At the path's end was the main venue decorated in dessert style, where an elderly white-haired priest was already waiting.
"Looks like we made it in time," Brett smiled.
Katakuri and Cracker hadn't delayed them too long—the bride and groom hadn't made their entrance yet.
"Hahaha, Brett, and Tesoro! You two finally made it! What are you standing there for? Come on up!"
Boisterous laughter came from atop the cake.
Brett looked up.
"Hahahaha, Morgans, you scoundrel, you're already here too?"
Tesoro was already heading up the cake with Tanaka.
Brett followed. When had this guy Tesoro become so close with Morgans?
The cake's top was spacious, with a huge round table surrounded by familiar faces.
"Long time no see, Brett," Stussy greeted with a smile. Brett could hear the tension in her heart.
The mission the Five Elders had given CP0 this time was quite demanding.
The others were also underground world powerhouses from the New World—the same people like Fukuro who had sat at the same table during last year's tea party.
Tesoro chatted amicably with them.
They'd probably had many harmonious collaborations over the past year.
Then, after Brett had quietly listened to their idle chatter for about ten minutes, the Homies flying all around suddenly began singing in unison. From one side, the castle doors swung open, and many winged instruments flew out, cheerful music emanating from them.
What an incredible ability, Charlotte Linlin.
As Brett marveled at this, a pair of lavishly dressed newlyweds emerged from the castle doors.
"Pfft..."
Tesoro immediately burst into laughter.
Brett simultaneously smirked.
The wedding had begun.
****
50+advance chapters at patreon.com/Eatinpieces