Things had come to this.
There was indeed only one path left: fight to the death.
"Attack!"
A fierce glint flashed in Katakuri's eyes. The instant the words fell, he gripped the trident Mogura tightly and shot forward.
"So you're finally getting serious..."
Marco murmured softly. Dim blue flames surged around him as he transformed into his half-phoenix form, then launched a swift, precise kick at the charging Katakuri. "Crane Talon!"
Buzz!
The violent gale sent all the rainwater around them scattering away.
Their collision seemed to be a signal.
On the mountaintop cliff, both sides roared and charged into battle.
A massive melee erupted in full force!
"Get lost!"
Vista casually dispatched several charging pirates with two swings of his swords. Just as the fighting stirred his blood, he caught sight of Katakuri being knocked back and landing over ten meters away. He was about to strike when his vision blurred.
The next instant.
Several towering figures clad head to toe in heavy armor, like barbarian natives, surrounded him.
"We can't let you interfere with Brother's battle."
The towering armored soldiers stared expressionlessly at Vista and spoke in deep unison. "I'm your opponent."
"A Sweet Commander with a bounty of 720 million... Cracker..."
Vista narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze around. "Interesting. I heard you're a Biscuit-Biscuit Fruit user. I wonder which of these soldiers is hiding your real body..."
"Find it yourself..."
The Biscuit Soldiers looked at him coldly. The broadswords in their right hands suddenly slashed down in unison. "Won't you?"
"Roll: Pretzel!"
Following Marco and Katakuri, Vista and Cracker also clashed fiercely.
It was already dusk. The rain grew heavier, thick dark clouds crowded the sky, and visibility dimmed.
Even so.
The tremendous commotion and terrifying destructive power displayed in the battle between four of