The ball of light struggled violently in the palm of Allen, emitting a harsh scream, as if countless souls were crying.
As Devil Fruit Ability was stripped away, BIG MOM's huge body seemed to have had all its vitality drained away. The light in its eyes quickly dimmed. The huge body shook, with Endless's emptiness and confusion, and collapsed like a mountain, hitting the ground heavily, raising smoke and dust in the sky! The generation Sea Emperor fell!
Allen casually shook off the non-existent blood stains on Energy Sword, letting the wailing ball of Soul Orb float in the palm of his hand.
He turned his gaze not far away to Katakuri, whose eyes were splitting from seeing his mother's death and who was trembling all over. His tone was as calm as if he was asking what's for dinner, "It's your turn, Katakuri. Surrender, or..."
He weighed the Soul Orb in his hand, and then glanced at Big Mom's body, "... accompany her on the road? Friendly reminder, if you choose the latter, your rice cake..."
He showed an extremely evil smile, "... it might become my midnight snack tonight."
Katakuri stood in place, like a stone sculpture.
The mask on his face had long been damaged in the previous battle, revealing a face twisted with anger and sorrow and covered with sutures.
He looked at his mother's huge, lifeless body, and then looked around. The faces of his brothers and sisters, Smoothie, Cracker, etc. were filled with fear, despair and prayer.
They have lost their biggest support. Faced with Allen, an unfathomable monster that can kill even their mother instantly, resistance will only lead to death.
Katakuri's fists clenched loudly, his nails dug deeply into his palms, and blood dripped from his fingers.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
When he opened his eyes again, there was only dead calm and heavy determination left in his eyes. Slowly and with great difficulty, he faced the direction of Allen, knelt down on one knee, and lowered his proud head that he had never lowered to anyone.
"Allen... Sir..."
His voice was hoarse and dry, and every word was as heavy as a thousand words, "We...Charlotte Family...Whole Cake Island... from today on... surrender to you."
He paused, as if he had swallowed the bitterest poison, "I beg you... sir... to allow us... to take back my mother's body... and bury it."
These words almost exhausted all his strength. He buried his dignity and pride with his own hands for the sake of the frightened younger brothers Younger Sisters behind him.
Allen looked at Katakuri who was kneeling on the ground, and the group of the Charlotte Family members behind him who were relieved and filled with grief and indignation. He waved his hands casually, as if chasing away a group of unsightly flying insects. "Okay, take it away, take it away."
He conveniently put away the still wailing Soul Orb.
"But..."
Allen pointed at the messy battlefield, especially the scattered huge biscuit pieces, melted candy weapons, and smoking Homies wreckage, "Remember to pack up the 'battlefield garbage' you brought and clean it up. We, Hachinosu Island, are a high-end community and do not open waste recycling stations or large food waste processing centers."
This tone of disgust made the Charlotte Family member's face feel even more painful.
"... Yes, my lord."
Katakuri gritted his teeth and replied, his voice low.
He stood up silently, no longer looking at Allen, and directed his brothers and sisters who were also silent to collect Big Mom's huge body.
The entire BIG MOM Pirates remnant forces came with great momentum, but now they were like defeated roosters, carrying their Queen corpses. Under the complex gaze of Hachinosu Island Allied Forces, they boarded the remaining ships in a dejected manner and extremely quickly, and sailed away from this Sea Area that they would never forget.
In the sea breeze, there seems to be still Katakuri's heavy sadness that cannot be resolved.
The smoke has not yet cleared, and Hachinosu Island has begun the difficult post-war reconstruction.
The Imperial Guards and Whitebeard Pirates crew members directed the personnel to clear the debris, extinguish the remaining fire, and rescue the wounded.
The medical point was overcrowded, and Chopper and Marco were so busy that they couldn't even touch the ground.
The air was mixed with the smell of burnt food, blood, and disinfectant.
In the relatively intact central square, a huge round table full of cracks was placed.
The core figures of all the forces were sitting around Allen, and the atmosphere was subtle and complicated.
Marco blue inflammation is treating some minor injuries, Jozu, Vista, Izo are on guard around.
Ben Beckman frowned and smoked one cigarette after another, Yasopp checked his firearms, and Lucky Lu gnawed on the meat, not knowing how to taste it.
Most of them were injured and looked worriedly at Shanks, who was still unconscious not far away.
Luffy's stomach growled with hunger. Zoro leaned against the pillar with his eyes closed to relax. Sanji handed the ladies the clean water they had just found during the "treasure hunt in the ruins".
Crocodile wiped Golden Hook with a look of displeasure, Moria hid in the shadow and muttered, Tesoro looked at the damaged gold decoration distressedly, Jinbe and Fisher Tiger communicated in low voices.
Commander Imperial Guards stood aside and reported the initial losses and casualties.
Allen was sitting in the main seat, with his legs crossed and his fingers unconsciously tapping on the table, listening to the report.
Although his posture was casual, everyone's eyes were involuntarily focused on him.
His words and deeds affect the mood and future direction of the entire battlefield.
The lingering power from the instant kill of Big Mom and Clear the Field Five Elders is still there.
Beside the ruins, Shanks slowly woke up.
He was wearing a Super Saiyan-style explosive head that had been electrocuted and stood upright, emitting wisps of smoke. His face was still stained with ash, and his eyes were confused like a lost large dog.
"Um... my head hurts... what happened...?"
He staggered and tried to stand up.
Allen wandered over at some point, squatted in front of Shanks who was still sitting on the ground, and poked his fluffy afro with his finger with great interest. "Hey, old cousin? Are you awake?"
He had a joking smile on his face, "The look is quite unique! This afro... tsk tsk, is it leading a new trend? Or... is this Mary Geoise's latest 'Abyssal Demon limited skin'? It has a built-in electric perm effect?"
Shanks was stunned for a moment after being poked. He subconsciously touched his hedgehog-like hair and became even more confused. "Skin... skin? Devil? Allen... What are you talking about?"
He has no memory of what happened after he mutated.
The little movement here attracted everyone's attention.
Beckman sighed helplessly and pinched out the cigarette butt.
Yasopp and Lucky Road covered their faces.
Straw Hat Pirates stretched his neck curiously.
Robin showed a clear smile.
Under Allen's narrow gaze and everyone's silent pressure, Shanks finally slowly recalled some broken scenes, and he violently, destroyed, and attacked Robin...
His face suddenly turned red to the roots of his ears, and he was almost overwhelmed by a huge sense of shame.