Meanwhile, on the southern front, Juice Island.
This was the base of Smoothie, Big Mom's fourteenth daughter and one of the Sweet Commanders. Unlike the cloying sweetness of Biscuit Island, the air on Juice Island carried a strange mixture of a heavy stench of blood and fruit. Along the island's coastline, desiccated corpses drained of all moisture swayed in the wind, a chilling sight.
Smoothie stood atop the tallest juice tower in the harbor, holding a slender rapier, her face as cold and expressionless as ever. Watching the approaching imperial fleet, she lightly licked her lips, a bloodthirsty gleam flashing through her eyes.
"The Hua Empire... perfect. It's been a long time since I tasted fresh human juice," Smoothie said flatly, her voice utterly cold. "Pass down my orders. Bring up all the prisoners. I'll show these imperial troops what happens to those who defy the Charlotte Family."
At her command, several hundred civilians bound in iron chains were marched to the shore. Every one of them was sallow and emaciated, their eyes vacant. They had clearly endured prolonged torture.
Smoothie leaped down from the juice tower and landed before the prisoners. With a light sweep of her sword, a black streak of Sword Aura passed over them all.
"Squeeze-Squeeze Fruit: Group Juicing!"
In an instant, a horrifying scene unfolded.
The prisoners' bodies shriveled at a visible speed as the moisture within them was forcibly extracted, turning into streams of colorful juice that flew into Smoothie's mouth. In just a few seconds, the hundreds of prisoners became desiccated corpses and fell to the ground, crumbling into powder at a gust of wind.
Smoothie wiped the juice from the corner of her mouth, a satisfied smile appearing on her face. "Not bad. Next, it's those imperial troops' turn."
Just then, the