"Mochi Chant!"
"Mochi Chant!"
In the two intertwined Domains, countless bluish-white cyclone-shaped Doughnuts and pure white rice cake Doughnuts rose.
From the holes of the Doughnuts, arms coated in Armament Haki extended, continuously swinging at a distance of less than thirty meters.
In their fist-to-flesh clash, both were seriously injured.
When Katakuri realized that Taro was using his own Moves, his mentality exploded, losing his usual calm, and Taro took the opportunity to land several heavy punches.
Taro, on the other hand, lacked both Internal Energy and physical strength because he hadn't had sufficient rest.
The rice cake fists condensed from mochi possessed greater power and hardness, directly shattering Taro's solidified Internal Energy fist shadows several times and smashing into him.
Fortunately, Taro had many Moves with no cooldown, making them much easier to chain than Katakuri's, allowing the two to remain at a stalemate for the time being.
At this moment, in the forest, a huge cloud of dust kicked up by falling trees rose into the sky.
Immediately after, a pink afterimage flew backward out of the forest, rushing straight toward the place where the two's fist shadows intertwined!
Taro and Katakuri's gazes narrowed simultaneously.
Doflamingo? Or rather, two of them?
The moment they both withdrew their Moves, the pink figures fell into the midst of the fist shadows.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang~"
Dozens of fists immediately bombarded them.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The String Clone in front of him only lasted for a moment before being dispersed; the remaining fists smashed into Mingo, making him cough up blood repeatedly.
However, this flurry of punches wasn't entirely a bad thing.
At least it helped Mingo stop his backward momentum, preventing him from flying straight off the island and falling into the sea.
After withdrawing his fists, Taro leaned his hands on his knees, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and let large drops of sweat slide to the ground, his expression turning strange.
What's up with Mingo? Got blasted out again?
His first reaction was that it was Kaido's illusion's doing again.
When he looked up for a closer look, his face changed drastically.
A sword was actually stuck in Mingo's chest—a sword condensed from fresh blood!
Blood spread across Mingo's chest like a beautiful red rose slowly blooming.
Then, as if losing energy, the blood sword vanished into thin air with a "pop," turning into points of red light!
Redfield is this fierce?
Taro's brow twitched wildly.
He didn't remember anyone in the One Piece world having a Move with this effect, so it was unlikely to be a painted illusion.
It could only be Redfield's own strength!
Holy crap, as expected of a big shot on par with Roger and Whitebeard!
Truly fierce!
Katakuri was clearly surprised as well; he had noticed earlier that Redfield's physical condition was very poor, so he didn't believe it was Redfield's own power that defeated Mingo.
Those illusions?
While the two were thinking, Katakuri's brow tightened as he looked toward Taro's side.
Taro, who was leaning on his knees and panting, also felt something.
"Second Gear"
"Armament Hardening"
"Conquerors Haki Infusion"
"Vibration Energy Boost"
"Power Mochi"
He twisted his body forcefully and threw a right hook.
From an Internal Energy Doughnut in front of him, a fist extended.
It then instantly became gigantic and swung out following Taro's movement.
"Boom~"
The giant fist instantly struck the elephant trunk Jack swung down, letting out a loud boom.
"Zzzzt, zzzzt, zzzzt~"
The Conqueror's Haki detonated, bursting with sizzling electric currents.
"Yah!"
Taro exerted force again, nearly flinging his own body out.
"Rumble~"
"Crack~"
A burst of thunder exploded as the vibration power suddenly erupted.
Accompanied by the crisp sound of Jack's other tusk snapping, the mammoth's massive body was sent flying off the ground by the punch.
Having failed to attack Moria's group and seeing the battle between Taro and Katakuri stop,
and seeing Taro leaning on his knees and panting from exhaustion, Jack wanted to come over and pick up the scraps.
However, he didn't expect that even in this state, Taro still had the strength to counterattack!
With the giant fist pressed against his cheek, Jack's eyes were full of disbelief.
The explosion of powerful Vibration Energy made his head buzz.
Why?
Why does he still have such strong power?
"Whoosh~"
The last bit of power from the fist shadow erupted, and amidst Jack's shocked, confused, and unwilling gaze, his body was sent flying like an arrow from a bow.
A distance of several kilometers passed in the blink of an eye, and Jack plunged into the deep sea!
Falling into the sea, Jack instantly lost his Devil Fruit ability and reverted to his human form.
Possessing Fishman Bloodline, he wouldn't drown, but unable to Move, he stared blankly, completely dazed!
His nearly stalled brain recalled everything that had happened in these few hours.
Upon landing on the island, he was slapped onto the beach by a mysterious wave.
Then Taro punched through his abdomen, severely damaging his internal organs.
Then Moria pierced the sole of his foot.
Finally, Taro broke both of his tusks with two strikes!
Taro! Moria!
His eyes were bloodshot, and his tiny eyes had shrunk to the size of sesame seeds.
I... am not reconciled!
"Swish~"
A massive tusk flipped dozens of times in the air before landing upright beside Taro, who took the opportunity to lean against it and catch his breath.
Both of that guy Jack's tusks are broken; now he's probably only worth one hundred million Berries, right?
Taro glanced at the sea before looking back at Katakuri in front of him and Doflamingo lying on the ground.
The glasses, which were part of his main body, weren't broken, meaning Doflamingo wasn't dead yet!
Sure enough, Taro noticed Mingo's fingers twitching again.
Fuck!
This internal organ stitching is truly unreasonable!
Unfortunately, he couldn't observe the internal situation and thus couldn't learn it, which made Taro feel regretful.
Katakuri didn't care about Mingo's life or death; he didn't continue attacking Taro either, instead looking toward the forest.
Redfield was covered in blood, looking like a demon god.
Though he looked weak enough to be blown over by a gust of wind, his Aura was incredibly terrifying.
Seeing Redfield's appearance, Taro thought of the "Bloodline Requirement" System prompt that had caused him to fail when he tried to learn Sherman's Moves.
That guy Sherman, surely he won't be this strong in the future too, right?
Taro felt even more uneasy. If Redfield found out that he had guided Sherman with a bunch of bullshit swordsmanship theories and ruined his potential... Taro would be in danger!
"You... finally... that... subordinate... where?"
Every time Redfield spoke, blood would seep from the corners of his mouth.
However, his obsession with that fruit supported him, preventing him from falling.
The Little Raccoon followed far behind Redfield, tears flowing uncontrollably.
Taro was truly puzzled; why did Mingo want that fruit?
He's been beaten like this and still won't talk; why bother?
At the same time, he felt helpless. Because of his intervention, many things in this world had deviated from the original plot.
The things these characters were doing, their choices and decisions, were becoming increasingly incomprehensible to him.
Dammit, why is it that when other transmigrators do whatever they want, the timeline remains unshakable, but when it's me, it becomes completely unrecognizable?
Fuck!
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