The dock.
The battle erupted quickly and ended even faster.
This should be considered a good thing for the Donquixote Family… at least Trebol no longer had to worry about the people from the Big Mom Pirates causing them trouble.
No one ever expected that, even as pirates under the banner of the sa Four Emperors, the difference in combat power between the two sides could be so vast.
"Hah… Hah, damn it, who... exactly are you?"
Cracker was breathing heavily.
He was no longer in the biscuit soldier form from before.
His true form was exposed to others after a long ti, but Cracker didn't have the mind to care about that now.
He was even finding it difficult to speak due to the pain.
Beside Cracker, biscuit crumbs littered the ground.
The other Sweet Commander, Smoothie, was currently lying on the deck amidst countless 'corpses' of biscuit soldiers.
The instigator of all this was the white-haired woman with the kanabo slung over her shoulder before them.
'How could this be?'
'This guy is way too strong... Not one of the Disasters, yet possessing power not inferior to… no, even surpassing them.'
In Cracker's understanding, even his strongest older brother shouldn't have been able to defeat the two of them so easily.
His biscuit shields coated with Armant Haki seed to have truly beco as brittle as biscuits before that white-haired woman's kanabo.
A single casual swing could directly shatter them.
If it was just that, it would be fine, as he could easily produce a whole bunch of those biscuit soldiers with a few claps, tiring her out.
But this guy's attacks were way too fast. Before he could react, he had already taken a hit.
And after being hit, besides feeling intense pain, Cracker was shocked to discover his Devil Fruit's ability had also been sowhat suppressed.
The ti needed to create a biscuit soldier extended from an instant to two or three seconds.
Two or three seconds… perhaps just the ti for an ordinary person to yawn.
But for the strong on the sea, such a big opening was enough to kill an enemy ten tis over.
Cracker being able to stand now was already good… Smoothie was even worse off.
The earlier slash attack was directly ignored by the white-haired woman, tanked with her body.
It was hard to imagine what kind of opponents this person usually fought… could it be Kaido?
The white-haired woman opposite took a slash attack with her body without changing expression, then struck with her kanabo.
Smoothie instinctively blocked.
And her outco was a broken sword and an unconscious person.
Taken down in just one move.
'When did the Beasts produce another monster like this?'
Hearing Cracker's question, Yamato was slightly taken aback at first, then an excited smile appeared on her face.
She directly slung Takeru behind her back, stretched a hand forward, slightly bent her legs, and spoke her 'entrance lines' as if having secretly rehearsed them a thousand tis.
"I am nad Yamato! Known as the [Wandering White Chivalrous Hero], [White Hero]! Currently traveling to nurture myself to vanquish all injustices in the world. Pleased to et you!"
'What in the world is this?!'
Cracker felt sowhat loss. Aside from barely understanding the other party's na was 'Yamato', he didn't get anything else.
"Yamato... is it? What exactly are you talking about? Are you insulting ?!"
Seeing the other party had absolutely no reaction to the 'rituals of chivalry', Yamato sowhat disappointedly withdrew her hand, standing straight again.
"As expected, encountering a heroic figure like that lord isn't so easy."
Her expression seed sowhat unsatisfied with this kind of entrance.
"What the hell are you talking about?!"
The last thread in Cracker's mind snapped due to the pain and the completely incomprehensible situation.
"Bursting: Pretzel!!!"
He charged forward like a frenzied beast, his muscles swelling even larger under the stimulation of pain. The fad sword [Pretzel] in his hand, wrapped in Haki, began to spin wildly.
"I thought a small lesson would wake you up, but it seems I was too rciful."
Facing Cracker's attack, Yamato wasn't very tense.
"Divine Legs-"
Yamato's voice was calm and indifferent.
Yet her figure disappeared from her original spot after her voice fell.
White mist-like chill air drifted out from around her, stretched into a long strand due to her extre speed, resembling a giant white snake.
"-White Snake Drive."
Terrifying Conqueror's Haki wrapped around the kanabo, then transford into a black-red shockwave striking towards Cracker.
Hum-
The enormous sound made everyone's ears ache. That monster-like low roar brought destructive power far beyond imagination.
Conqueror's Haki Infusion… a technique that even Katakuri and King hadn't mastered.
Even across the entire sea, those who could master Conqueror's Haki Infusion were absolutely few and far between, all leaders of major forces.
Both the talent for Conqueror's Haki and extrely high combat aptitude were indispensable.
By that reasoning, Katakuri should also qualify.
However, he lacked a very important thing.
'Tempering' from a strong opponent.
In Totto Land, Big Mom's word was everything. Katakuri was Big Mom's most loyal and excellent son.
He was willing to beco his mother's sword.
But the problem was, he could never lay a hand on Big Mom.
This perfect creation whose Observation Haki was strong enough to see the future had never been beaten by Conqueror's Haki Infusion.
In this regard, Yamato had done very well.
Because of a certain soone, she was more radical and reckless than her counterpart in the original tiline.
With an attitude of 'if you have the guts, kill ', during the years she was confined by Kaido, Yamato challenged him countless tis, with a frequency comparable to eating and drinking.
Now, with Yamato's physical defense, no one below the level of a Four Emperor even had the qualification to challenge her.
Similarly, due to frequent exchanges, Yamato also comprehended the technique of Conqueror's Haki Infusion earlier than her counterpart in the original tiline.
"Aaaaaahhh!!!"
Under the terrifying Conqueror's Haki shockwave, nurous tiny cracks quickly appeared on [Pretzel].
Then, under its owner's incredulous gaze, this fad sword broke into two halves, following in the footsteps of Smoothie's sword.
Cracker's outco was even worse than his sister's.
Smoothie was just knocked unconscious by a kanabo blow and would probably wake up in a few hours.
Judging by Cracker's current miserable state, he probably wouldn't wake up for ten to fifteen days.
-Maybe he might never wake up for life.
Thud!
The unconscious Cracker knelt powerlessly on the deck. Behind him, the second and third floors of Smoothie's flagship had been reduced to dust in the previous blast.
"Hiss… did I hit a bit too hard?"
Looking at Cracker's miserable state, even Yamato, the instigator, felt sowhat guilty.
It was also her fault. She's used to fighting her old geezer normally, so she got a bit carried away when serious.
She really hadn't thought that people outside Onigashima were so fragile.
She originally thought there were storms outside ho-
Only after leaving ho did she realize there was no rain outside at all.
Asked by Yamato, Page One, Who's-Who, and the others instinctively nodded, then quickly shook their heads.
Always seeing this 'young master' Yamato get beaten by Kaido, they had almost forgotten that Yamato was soone who could withstand a Thunder Bagua without changing expression.
Who's-Who's little sches imdiately retracted.
And X Drake, this Tobiroppo who had only recently joined the Beasts Pirates, was now wiping cold sweat.
'That pressure just now...'
'No good, I had to get the information out as soon as possible.'
'Otherwise, with the power of Yamato, Kaido's daughter, no one in this country could possibly stop her.'
But Drake was overthinking it.
It was just that he wasn't familiar enough with Yamato's personality.
If he had stayed with the Beasts Pirates long enough, he would understand that with Yamato in this country, the civilians would be the safest.
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