"If you survive today, I'll buy you a drink."
"If you don't survive today, that's fine too."
"I'll pour the alcohol over your corpse and send you off."
Hearing this, Rosen did not get angry. He merely shook his head and chuckled.
"Then it's settled."
As soon as Baskerville Jottlin finished speaking, he let out a burp, expelling a puff of gas from his mouth. Yet the air immediately filled with the smell of highly concentrated alcohol.
Then, he grinned fiercely and snapped his fingers.
Blazing flames erupted out of thin air like a gigantic lightbulb, instantly illuminating the dim, lightless Infinite Hell, which was as bleak and murderous as hell itself.
"Drunken Fire."
Baskerville Jott grinned and stuck out his tongue. He was smiling, but his gaze upon Rosen was like that of a Sea King eyeing its food—brutal and cold.
With a wave of his hand, the explosive flames burning in midair transformed into an enormous fireball. Carrying searing heat that warped the surrounding air into ripples, it smashed fiercely toward Rosen.
Elsewhere
Catarina Devon, who had previously been knocked down by Rosen's Moon Cutter, activated her Mythical Zoan ability again. She transformed from a vicious-looking female pirate into the likeness of Monkey D. Garp.
Then.
She stomped fiercely on the ground. As a sharp rush of air sounded, her body blurred where she stood. The instant she vanished completely, she had already shifted through the air like a ghost to appear behind Rosen.
"Fist Meteorite!"
Catarina Devon swung her Armament Haki-hardened fist, creating the immense momentum of a meteor crashing down from the sky as she struck straight for the back of Rosen's neck.
Before today, she and Baskerville Jott had barely interacted at all, much less fought together.
Yet in their first joint battle, the two