The massive iceberg standing before G-K Branch looked strange. Its crystal-clear body still reflected the glow of the sword light within, making it shine like a mountain of light—magnificent and dazzling.
But no one at G-K Branch had the heart to admire it. Everyone had boarded the largest warship, fleeing Sea West Island to the thunderous roar of countless bolts.
"Creed, you must come back safely!"
On the deck, Ain clasped her hands, praying as she gazed at Creed, who stood in the sky like a god of thunder.
"Boss! We'll wait for you! Damn it, if only we were stronger, we could help!"
Allen and Jimmy raged at their own weakness, nearly smashing the railing with a punch.
"Commander Creed, as long as I, Issho(fujitora), still live, G-K Branch will never disappear."
Half-bandaged Issho murmured under his breath.
Aokiji, barring their retreat, looked at their expressions and sighed in his heart. To be loved and followed so loyally by one's men—if nothing else, Creed was a good commander.
"World Government… what is it you seek from him? To force a man who only wanted to serve the Marines into your enemy… and create the Fifth Emperor of the New World?"
For a moment, Aokiji's idea of justice wavered.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Creed and Falkor's lightning storm rained upon Big Mom. Bolts crashed down endlessly. When the enormous black thunderball, Rai'ei (Thunder Welcome), descended, its terrifying aura shook even the massive Homie ship beneath.
"BIG MOM!"
"Emperor Sword: Broken Blade!"
Big Mom swept her sword, scattering Falkor's thunder breath in an instant.
"Mom, let me!"
A white thundercloud with childish eyes and a hat flew from behind her, soaring into the storm.
"Zeus, don't overdo it! Don't stuff yourself!"
From Big Mom's hair rose flames, forming a black, menacing face. Prometheus, the sun.
Alongside the bicorne sword Napoleon, the three great Homies of Big Mom appeared together.
"Mmnnn!"
Zeus drooled. He hadn't seen such high-quality lightning in ages. It was a feast crashing down from the heavens.
Slurp!
He opened wide, swallowing Rai'ei whole. The massive thunderball shrank instantly and vanished like a punctured balloon.
"Burp!"
Zeus hiccuped, his body swelling as it devoured more lightning, drawing the storm to itself like birds returning to a nest. In moments, it expanded hundreds of times over, becoming a vast black thundercloud rumbling with bolts inside.
"Gyuuu!"
Falkor squealed with curiosity and flew toward Zeus.
"ROOM!"
Creed didn't stop it. Better that Falkor occupy Zeus than face Prometheus head-on.
"Gamma Knife!"
Creed teleported, unleashing a blue blade of energy.
The attack bypassed the exterior, slicing directly into organs and muscles, inflicting devastating internal damage. Against Big Mom's Iron Skin, normal attacks were useless—so Creed took another path.
"Emperor Sword: Broken Blade!"
Once again, Big Mom struck. But this time, Prometheus wrapped the sword in searing flames, creating a blade of fire. Its boosted power shattered Creed's blue energy and nearly slashed him down.
Even with ROOM's teleportation, Creed was singed, his upper clothes reduced to charred rags.
"Damn it! I can't even get within five meters!"
The Gamma Knife had only been a ruse. His true plan was to close in and unleash Tsukuyomi with the Rinnegan. But Big Mom's strikes were too fast and overwhelming.
Unless he risked mutual destruction, it was impossible to know whether his technique or her sword would land first.
"Tch… Forget it. I'll kite her with the Pika Pika no Mi until Aokiji and Ain get away. Then I'll think of something else."
But Big Mom gave him no chance. She turned her sword toward the fleeing warships.
"Elbaf's Spear: Hakoku!"
"Damn it!"
"ROOM! Kyoku Aku no Ichi Ken! (Extremely Evil Sword!)"
Creed cursed, teleporting directly before her, intercepting the strike.
Boom!
The sky itself seemed to split. Sword light illuminated a hundred miles of sea, shards of energy raining down like knives. Cracker's army of biscuit soldiers and ships were obliterated, and even Cracker himself was hurled into the sea.
Whoosh!
Creed shot out of the storm of blades, coughing, blood on his lips.
"Not bad, to block my Hakoku… Now take another!"
Big Mom laughed, Napoleon's blade elongating, its face twisting into a feral grin. Prometheus's flames blazed brighter along its edge. Two of her greatest Homies now fully empowered.
"She wasn't even going all out before?! Truly, every Yonko is a monster!"
Creed's eyes glowed purple, the circles of the Rinnegan spinning. Ghostly blue energy erupted around him, forming a towering warrior clad in armor, holding the Yata Mirror in one hand.
Susanoo—second form, half-body.
Zzzzt! Crackle!
Lightning surged across its armor, forming a cloak of thunder. In its free hand, a magatama-shaped projectile appeared.
Yasaka no Magatama!
(End of Chapter)
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