Just then, the huge mast beside them snapped and crashed onto the ship with a bang.
For a moment, the massive sailing ship rocked violently as though it had entered rough seas.
But no matter how fiercely the ship rocked, no one aboard paid it any attention.
Katakuri raised his trident, sorrow flickering in his eyes.
The moment Kuta drew his blade, Katakuri had foreseen what would happen next.
But against Kuta's devastating slash, all he could do was protect himself. Saving his younger siblings behind him was impossible.
"Silver Hair."
He quickly suppressed the sorrow in his eyes. The wound on his chest closed without spilling a drop of blood, leaving him as good as new.
His eyes bloodshot, he roared at Kuta, crouched, and shattered the deck beneath his feet with a bang as he charged.
Behind him, Cracker's true body emerged from the bisected Biscuit Soldiers.
Knowing escape was impossible, Cracker raised his sword the instant he appeared and charged Kuta too.
The last of the Sweet Commanders, Charlotte Smoothie, was less fortunate. She knelt on one knee, her right hand gripping the sword planted in the deck, its support keeping her from collapsing.
But beneath her, blood had already stained a wide swath of the deck red.
She wanted to look up, to stand, but her severed body would not let her.
Cough, cough, cough!
When she opened her mouth, blood poured from its corners like a fountain and would not stop.
Staring at the deck, she burned with resentment.
"How could he be this strong?"
She had known Silver Hair, who had killed Mama, could not be like ordinary pirates. But she had never imagined that even with so many of them, they could not withstand a single slash from him.
With her last strength,