Besides, Big Mom had the mind of a small child.
Of the two, Big Mom had lost her reason, while Blackbeard had never had much to begin with.
To Big Mom, Blackbeard's rampage was no different from someone destroying her toys.
She was going to teach him a harsh lesson!
In a straight fight, Blackbeard was stronger than Big Mom. Despite his mortal wounds, entering a berserk state had not weakened him. If anything, it had made him stronger.
As the fight dragged on, Big Mom gradually lost ground and suffered more wounds.
Oven tried to rush in and help, but Blackbeard struck him in the chest. He fell, coughing blood, too badly hurt even to stand.
Caramel Pudding wanted someone to bring Oven back, but Blackbeard swept out a hand. A massive wave of magma surged over them, swallowing Oven and more than a hundred underlings.
"Damn you! I'll kill you!"
Caramel Pudding watched helplessly as the blood-red magma engulfed Oven. The pain tore at her heart.
But she had barely finished speaking when a cloud of black smoke rushed toward her. "Black Vortex!"
The invisible pull left Caramel Pudding no way to escape. "No!" she screamed as she flew toward Blackbeard. He caught her by the throat with a hand like an iron clamp and raised her high above his head.
"Let go of my darling daughter!"
Big Mom pointed her sword at Blackbeard in fury.
Blackbeard's face twisted into a sneer. "Want to save her? Go ahead and try. I'll kill her right in front of you!"
He meant it. Without hesitation, he tightened his fingers around Caramel Pudding's throat.
Then he clenched his left fist and slammed it into her chest. She coughed up blood again and again, and countless ribs broke.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Blackbeard