"You're inviting... a natural disaster that cannot be stopped... or defeated!"
Katakuri's hoarse, despairing words pierced like the sharpest icicle into Streusen's heart, which had nearly stopped beating from shock.
A natural disaster?
Streusen stiffly turned his head and looked at the man below, who had erased both his ability and that indestructible alloy bow with a mere thought. For the first time, fear from the deepest recesses of his soul appeared on his aged face, so often filled with calculation and arrogance.
No! Impossible!
This had to be some kind of illusion! Or a higher-order Devil Fruit ability beyond his understanding!
"I don't believe it!" Streusen shrieked hysterically, his short body trembling violently with extreme fear and rage. "Katakuri! Don't let him scare you! He must be bluffing!"
"Nimbus! Attack! Swallow him! Swallow him and his ship whole! Leave nothing!"
Streusen frantically struck the Cream Flying Carpet beneath his feet with his cane, issuing the most vicious command.
"Ugh!"
The enormous Homie, Nimbus, brought to life by a fragment of Charlotte Linlin's soul, let out a strange hiss. Its formerly endearing face instantly twisted into a savage, greedy expression.
Its body swelled wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming a vast sea of clouds that blotted out the sky within just a few breaths!
At the center of the cloud sea, a giant mouth made of cream and icing suddenly opened wide. There were no teeth inside, only a bizarre, constantly spinning vortex that exuded a pull on souls!
"Have a taste of your soul being sucked out, brat!" Streusen laughed wildly, like a madman.
This was one of the Big Mom Pirates' most classic tactics.
They exploited the Homies' ability to directly affect, and even devour, the souls of the weak to create widespread chaos