White mochi churned like a sea.
After Katakuri fully unleashed his Devil Fruit Awakening, the entire battlefield had been assimilated into mochi.
The shattered dessert streets, collapsed candy towers, and edges of the frozen plaza—
Every surface and building softened, wriggled, and rolled, surging toward Kuzan like living creatures.
Kuzan stood atop the ice, cold air slowly rising from his shoulders.
As he watched the waves of mochi closing in from every direction, his gaze finally grew somewhat serious.
"Now I really can't just casually pass through, huh~"
Katakuri did not respond. A crimson light flickered wildly in his eyes as he pushed his Observation Haki to its limit.
Visions of the future flashed through his mind frame by frame.
Cold air from the left, a punch from the right hand, ice spikes beneath his feet.
And Kuzan's seemingly lazy yet terrifyingly precise movements with every step.
Katakuri suddenly raised his hand.
"Flowing Mochi!"
The entire ground transformed into a sea of mochi, instantly coiling around Kuzan's legs.
The ice beneath Kuzan's feet burst apart as cold air tried to freeze the mochi.
But this time, Katakuri had changed the mochi's flow in advance.
The instant frost spread across it, the mochi split apart on its own, circling around the cold air and sweeping in from behind Kuzan.
At the same time, Katakuri's hands were enveloped in mochi.
"Peerless Donuts!"
One mochi ring after another appeared in the air, wrapped in jet-black Armament Haki.
The next moment, enormous fist-arms burst forth from the donuts.
"Mighty Mochi!"
"Boom!"
The giant fist came crashing down.
Kuzan raised his right arm, ice covering his fist.
The two fists collided head-on.
Ice shards exploded and mochi splattered everywhere, while the shockwave shattered the surrounding frozen dessert ruins.
Katakuri did not stop. A second donut