As soon as Katakuri arrived on the island, he scanned his surroundings.
His towering five-meter frame made him as conspicuous as a firefly in the dark. In an instant, his trembling younger siblings spotted him, quickly running over to gather behind him, talking all at once in a flurry of explanations.
"Katakuri! A pirate from Sabaody brought a gift!"
"He had wings!"
"And strange markings on his body—seven of them!"
"Mama was really happy—she's getting married!"
"She wants seven wedding cakes!"
"Then she asked that pirate for something!"
"He refused, and they started fighting!"
"They're fighting!"
...
Hearing about the seven wedding cakes, even Katakuri—normally the embodiment of composure—felt a headache coming on. Now that Mama had reached menopause, her temper had worsened significantly. If her demands weren't met, Whole Cake Island would suffer another wave of destruction, and some of their family members would have their souls extracted.
He swept his gaze over his siblings once more, ensuring none of them had been harmed in the battle. Then, after exchanging a glance with the dust-covered Amande and the others, he finally turned his attention to the battlefield's center.
The moment he laid eyes on Doflamingo, memories of another adversary surfaced—the demonic offspring who had attacked Totto Land just months ago: Douglas Bullet.
The two seemed to share a similar aura.
Then, Katakuri noticed someone standing on a cloud to the side, gazing at the battlefield with admiration—Enel.
As a user of Observation Haki enhanced by the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, Enel instantly sensed Katakuri's razor-sharp gaze and turned his head.
Their eyes met.
A warrior's instinct. A target to be cut down.
Katakuri stepped forward, his broad and imposing frame shielding his younger siblings. Then, he issued an order.
"Amande, Mondée, take them to the Singing Ship and wait for Perospero's arrival."
"Be careful, Katakuri! He wields the Rumble-Rumble Fruit!" Amande, who had witnessed Enel's attacks firsthand, called out in warning.
"This guy... He looks strong." Enel assessed Katakuri, his sharp battle instincts kicking in as he took in the Sweet Commander's formidable physique.
Unable to suppress his itching battle spirit, Enel struck first.
Electricity crackled as his right hand transformed into blinding lightning, which he hurled forward.
"Judgment of God!"
A pillar of lightning tore through the sky.
"Scorching Mochi!"
Katakuri's arm morphed into mochi, compressed and infused with intense heat, distorting the air around it with its sheer temperature. Then, like a missile, he fired it forward to collide with the lightning.
BOOM!
Electricity and fire erupted, sending shockwaves rippling outward.
Katakuri vanished.
Enel's pupils shrank. His opponent had moved faster than his eyes could track.
This man's physical power is insane!
A looming shadow engulfed Enel.
Katakuri had appeared above him.
His right leg split into over a dozen mochi tendrils, each imbued with Haki, whistling through the air as they descended like a flurry of strikes.
"Willow Mochi!"
"Too slow!"
Enel smirked, his body flickering into lightning as he slipped through the gaps.
The Young Master had taught him well—if his Armament Haki wasn't strong enough, he shouldn't trade blows directly. As long as he wasn't facing 'King Luffy,' his lightning was enough to deal with most foes.
Though, he was still curious—who exactly was this 'King Luffy' that the Young Master kept mentioning, someone supposedly immune to his lightning?
"Thunderclap!"
Shaking off his thoughts, Enel extended his ten fingers, launching beams of lightning that crisscrossed toward Katakuri.
In response, Katakuri mirrored his move—using his own abilities against him.
His body transformed into mochi, slipping through the gaps between the lightning strikes.
...
Elsewhere, another fierce clash unfolded.
"Napoleon! Prometheus!"
"Yes, Mama!" x2
Upon receiving Big Mom's command, Napoleon and Prometheus fused together, forming a massive flaming blade!
Charlotte Linlin gripped her weapon tightly and raised it high. The force of her movement sent powerful gusts rippling outward, causing the buildings and ground below to crack and split apart.
"Overheat String!"
This time, rather than launching his threads from afar, Doflamingo sprouted thick strings from his back, anchoring them into the ground. With their added propulsion, he shot forward like a missile, his Armament-coated external muscles glowing red from the sheer heat of friction.
BOOM!
It was as if dozens of missiles detonated simultaneously, the shockwaves reducing surrounding structures to dust. The two forces clashed once more, locked in a contest of pure strength.
Doflamingo grimaced as he faced off against the enraged Big Mom and her soul-infused sword.
This battle had started unexpectedly, yet in hindsight, it made perfect sense. However, he had never fought a battle this damn frustrating.
Years of self-discipline and training had strengthened his external muscles, allowing him to withstand Big Mom's overwhelming strength. Yet his current mastery of Haki was insufficient to break through her "Iron Balloon" defense.
If this were a game, every attack against her would probably result in a taunting -1 -1 -1 floating above her head.
To make matters worse, her mastery of Haki had clearly reached the advanced level of internal destruction. Each time her attacks landed, they didn't just hit his reinforced muscles—they exploded on impact.
A literal explosion.
Every clash shattered his Haki coating, leaving parts of his external muscles torn apart. This wasn't just a matter of physical endurance or Haki reserves—it was a gulf in technique and mastery.
If not for Zeus's lightning and Prometheus's flames being blocked by his external armor—and years of experience beating up Enel making him highly resistant to paralysis, burns, and other debuffs—he would've been at a complete disadvantage.
Instead, he was managing to endure.
Doflamingo suddenly understood why powerful pirates could fight for days on end.
At their level, battles became a war of endurance, like tanks colliding repeatedly until one crumbled first.
Just like a damn endurance battle where ten opponents with Steel Heart were smashing into each other endlessly.
"Mamama~ma! Little punk, are you seriously zoning out in a fight against me?! Do you even see me as a threat?!!"
Big Mom's eyes blazed red, her pupils forming eerie rings that revealed her monstrous fury.
Prometheus coiled around Napoleon's hilt, while Zeus morphed into a goblet, enveloping the sword's tip.
A triple soul fusion technique!
Doflamingo's expression darkened as he observed the ominous black-red lightning converging into the energy buildup.
"No... Is this Advanced Conqueror's Haki?!"
BOOM!
A colossal energy beam erupted!
Pure destruction.
Danger!
Yet, in this life-or-death moment, an exhilarating thrill surged through Doflamingo.
His blood boiled.
"Now this is fun! Infinite Spider Web!"
Countless threads erupted beneath him, weaving into massive layers of Armament-coated webs, forming an obsidian-like barrier.
Today, Donquixote Doflamingo...
Would personally experience the pinnacle of pirate power!
BOOOOOOM!!!
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