"Desert Treasure Blade!"
Crocodile charged first, moving even faster than the Golden Warrior. His face was alight with excitement and cruelty!
He'd been itching to fight for ages.
He charged ahead with utter arrogance, as if Perospero and the others were nothing but trash he could crush with one hand.
"Ugh!"
Stussy covered her forehead. She'd known it wouldn't end that easily.
Sure enough, Chaos had unleashed his Conqueror's Haki at the drop of a hat, and now he was picking fights and courting death just as readily.
They'd probably have plenty of fights ahead.
Stussy vanished with a Shave and appeared in front of Big Mom's fifth daughter, Charlotte Effilee. She was a long-legged woman with a cigarette dangling from her lips, a red round-crowned hat and a red jacket. Her curly blue hair trailed all the way along the ground.
As Stussy attacked, Effilee drew her long sword and held it before her. The collision unleashed a vast, surging storm.
"Biscuit Warrior."
Cracker was the strongest among them. He certainly lived up to his future title as one of the Four Sweet Commanders. With an unremarkable Paramecia, the Biscuit Fruit, he'd developed a powerful ability that let him fight a hundred opponents at once.
He clapped his hands, conjuring biscuits from thin air, then shaped them into a Biscuit Warrior that collided forcefully with the Golden Warrior. That alone put him above sixty or seventy percent of the people on the seas.
Chaos puffed on his cigar, keeping his attention on Cracker.
This young man was the only one here who could hold his interest for now. Perospero, meanwhile, was fighting Crocodile.
"A creation-type Paramecia. That's something to envy."
Watching Cracker make biscuits out of thin air, Chaos couldn't deny that he was jealous.
As everyone knew, Devil