Chapter 43: Chapter 43
"Katakuri!"
Oven clung to the slowly sinking half of the ship, his face twisted with urgency as he looked toward the Marine warship.
"Where are you looking, Charlotte Oven?"
Kizaru infuriatingly lazy voice rang in Oven ears, sending a chill down his spine.
"Light Speed Kick!"
Kizaru raised a leg and a flash of golden light streaked through the air.
Oven' chest caved in as he spat blood, crashing through multiple layers of the ship before plummeting straight into the sea.
"OVEN!"
Inside the warship, Katakuri expression darkened.
His Observation Haki had sensed Oven peril, but his own situation was far from ideal.
Looking down at the unmistakable fist imprint on his chest, even Katakuri's usually unshakable composure wavered.
"Monkey D. Garp... Straw Hat grandfather? What a terrifying old man. Truly worthy of being the Marine Hero."
Katakuri stood up, surveying his surroundings.
Broken wooden debris lay scattered everywhere and judging by the shattered beds, this must have been the Marines' quarters.
Taking a deep breath, Katakuri pressed a hand against the ground.
"Awakening—Flowing Mochi!"
In an instant, everything around him began transforming into sticky mochi.
Wood, steel—all were reshaped by the power of his awakened Devil Fruit, turning into mochi.
Within moments, half the warship had been converted into soft, stretchy mochi, now under Katakuri control.
Just then, rings of golden light seeped through the gaps in the mochi.
"Kizaru? No... It's not him. It's Sengoku!!"
Katakuri expression shifted.
With a wave of his hand, countless mochi bulged and layered into thick barriers in front of him.
On the warship's deck, Sengoku scowled as he watched half the vessel turn into a sticky mochi. Enraged, he unleashed his full power.
BZZZZT!
Sengoku body swelled, radiant golden light bursting from his skin.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a towering golden Buddha, his immense weight tilting the warship upward!
"Buddha Impact!"
Sengoku thrust out a palm, releasing a spherical golden shockwave that shattered the mochi barriers one after another, striking straight at Katakuri within.
"Guh—!" Katakuri coughed up a spray of blood, glaring at Sengoku.
"Sengoku... His power can bypass Armament Haki and strike my organs directly?! Where's the opening... Where's my chance?"
Frantically racking his brain, Katakuri couldn't find a way out of this dire situation.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Garp and Kizaru landed beside Sengoku, the three standing shoulder-to-shoulder as they fixed their gazes on Katakuri.
An overwhelming pressure bore down on him, suffocating and inescapable.
'Fight!' Katakuri roared through gritted teeth, his Devil Fruit power erupting once more.
"Awakening—Nagare Mochi! Mochi Mochi: Song of the Dough!"
Instantly, the mochi from half the warship morphed into massive, hollow doughnuts, spinning into the air.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
From the centers of the doughnuts, enormous black rectangular arms surged forth as if from another dimension, hurtling toward the trio.
"Yasakani no Magatama!" Kizaru clasped his hands together, unleashing a storm of golden light projectiles.
"Buddha's Impact!" Sengoku stepped forward, the massive golden Buddha striking out with a palm, sending shockwaves surging forth.
Garp simply charged ahead, smashing through one mochi arm after another with his fists, closing the distance to Katakuri with each step!
Three against one—the situation was completely one-sided.
No matter how Katakuri tried, relentlessly creating massive arms infused with Haki, he couldn't halt the advance of Sengoku and the others.
Golden shockwaves tore through the barriers of mochi, beams of light pierced through the colossal arms and Garp bulldozed his way forward, becoming the first to reach Katakuri.
BOOM!
Katakuri was sent flying once again, battered and disheveled by Garp's strike.
Mid-air, Kizaru figure materialized above him, delivering a swift kick downward.
"This is Flying Thunder God Second Step... Wait, wrong series... Lightspeed Kick!"
Katakuri coughed up another mouthful of blood as he plummeted toward the deck.
But what awaited him was Sengoku golden palm, brimming with power!
"Buddha's Impact!"
Though Sengoku kept using the same move over and over, the current Katakuri had no strength left to resist.
The compressed golden shockwave struck his abdomen squarely, detonating inside his body with devastating force.
BOOM!
The sea churned violently, waves rising and falling as the golden shockwave expanded outward, forming concentric rings across the water.
"Guh—!"
Blood sprayed all over Katakuri body, his eyes, nose and ears bleeding profusely.
His towering frame was now drenched in crimson, his aura plummeting—clearly, he was severely wounded.
"Trading one battleship to capture two former yonko officers—this deal was worth it" Kizaru remarked, holding a golden lightsaber as he approached Katakuri.
The golden Buddha gradually shrank as Sengoku returned to his normal form, a faint smile appearing on his face.
"This is the first good news we've had in days. Charlotte Katakuri, the strongest of the Sweet Commanders—this man has been the backbone of Big Mom's crew. For years, he's been managing most of Totto Land affairs."
Garp chuckled. "Catching this big fish gives us leverage in negotiations with Caesar and the others."
"You mean Aramaki?" Sengoku frowned.
Meanwhile, Katakuri, lying on the deck and gasping for breath, suddenly widened his eyes slightly.
A faint smile curled his lips as he murmured.
"The opportunity... the turning point I foresaw... it's here."
"What are you talking about?" Kizaru raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
"Huh? Why's it getting dark?" Garp suddenly wondered aloud.
The moment Garp spoke, Kizaru and Sengoku's hearts skipped a beat—a sense of foreboding creeping in.
Not just them—every remaining Marine soldier on the two battleships looked up at the sky.
"What's that? A storm cloud?" one soldier whispered.
High above, at an altitude of ten thousand meters, an enormous shadow streaked across the sky, approaching from the direction of Wano Country.
Noticing their presence, it arced gracefully, descending toward them.
As the shadow lowered, the jaws of the Marines aboard the ships dropped further, shock and horror spreading across their faces.
"WRYYYYYYYY—!"
The sound tore through the skies.
A golden Bird of unimaginable size soared above them.
Its golden eyes, reflected Katakuri battered form lying on the deck.
"This intense bloodline power, it's of the same origin as mine. That kid down there, has he inherited the lineage of my Oni Clan? Is he another child of Linlin and me? Borororo, defeated by Garp and Sengoku, huh?"
The sky-obscuring shadow covered the two warships, plunging everyone into darkness.
Garp, Sengoku and Kizaru stood fully alert, their expressions grave as they stared at the golden bird.
"BORORORO! Garp! Sengoku! What are you doing to my child?!!"
Katakuri pupils dilated.
The golden Bird in the sky blocked his entire vision.
He could feel his blood boiling, his head throbbing with an eerie sensation.
The veins at his temples pulsed violently, as if something was about to burst forth and grow from within!
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