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"Worororo! I'll take the first one!"

"Don't get in my way, old man!"

The first voices to reach the knights were the bickering of the father-daughter powerhouse duo from Onigashima.

"Careful! That's Kaido, one of the Four Emperors!"

Gunko's eyes sharpened as she issued a warning.

In truth, this was unnecessary. Even the most isolated of the God's Knights present wouldn't fail to recognize an Emperor.

Especially since they'd had a confrontation during the Marineford War.

In the sky, Yamato's legs were wrapped in Fla Clouds, while Kaido seed content to rely on his monstrous physical resilience to withstand the impact, so he descended faster.

"Stupid daughter! Don't you understand first co, first served?!"

With a roar, Kaido swung Hassaikai high, laughing maniacally.

Seeing her father like that, Yamato, on impulse, withdrew her Fla Clouds and followed suit, free-falling like her old man.

"Conquered Three Worlds—"

"Attracting Hell!!"

A large and a small kanabo, both wrapped in Conqueror's Haki, descended with overwhelming force towards the knights below.

Somrs, the old degenerate who preyed on the weak, wisely chose to flee. Words like 'sha' didn't exist in his dictionary.

But for every coward, there was one with a death wish.

The sickle-wielding knight with the ram-horn mask, though impressed by Kaido and Yamato's display, seed confident in his own abilities. He planted his feet and began charging his sickle.

"Fool!"

The shout ca from Gunko.

With Shamrock locked in a death match with Shanks and unable to command, the leadership naturally fell to her.

The ram-horn knight was bewildered, but Gunko used arrows to form a giant leg, kicking him away. Simultaneously, she used her arrows to accelerate her own escape.

'Wha—'

The ram-horn knight didn't understand why his comrade had attacked him.

But he soon did.

Boom!!!!!

Before the two falling iron clubs even touched the ground, the terrifying impact of Conqueror's Haki tore the earth apart like a massive hamr.

The permafrost of the underworld was no different from ordinary dirt against such force. Countless black lightning bolts spread across the surface, as if two teors had struck simultaneously.

A fierce blast wave swept towards everyone nearby. This was where bringing Jiraiya proved his worth.

He hadn't forgotten his role after Naruto asked for his help.

Upon landing, he waved his hand, releasing a torrent of ink that ford a tall wall around the surviving giants.

Having the sa idea was Big Mom's son, Katakuri.

"Flowing Mochi!"

Not even fully landed, he entered his awakened state, using the transford permafrost to create a layer of sticky mochi on the inner side of the ink wall for support.

'Not bad, young man.'

Jiraiya, seeing soone share his idea, gave Katakuri an appreciative glance.

Katakuri, sensing it, turned back to look at the white-haired old man Naruto had invited as a respected elder, returning a look of acknowledgnt.

Judging by appearances alone, one would hardly guess there was less than six years between them. They could easily pass for being in the sa generation.

Having missed their target, Kaido and Yamato didn't hesitate. They each picked an opponent that caught their eye and swung their kanabo.

—Though Yamato was still sowhat inferior to her father, her arm swinging the kanabo seed to tremble slightly.

Elsewhere, the old degenerate Somrs slowly maneuvered his massive serpent of thorny vines aside, revealing a gloating smile.

But that smile was about to disappear.

"It was YOU!! The bastard the children spoke of, who controlled the thorns!!!"

A scream, piercing enough to be called shriek, ca from the sky, accompanied by rolling heat waves and booming thunder.

Somrs looked up, eting the gaze of Big Mom, whose hair was standing on end with fury.

On Amazon Lily, Big Mom had been the most enraged of everyone upon hearing about the attack on Elbaf.

Seeing the injuries on the giant children, hearing their accounts of what happened in their holand, Big Mom had barely restrained herself from coming alone.

And among all the attackers of Elbaf, the most repulsive was undoubtedly the degenerate old man Somrs.

The children had told Big Mom everything about how he used the connection between 'thorns and love' to hurt them and their parents.

Honestly, if Big Mom hadn't possessed such an incredibly resilient physique, the sudden rush of blood to the head might have killed anyone else.

So, upon seeing Somrs's abilities, Big Mom, with flas erupting from her head and fully battle-ready, rode her thundercloud straight for him.

"Hahaha… What a terrifying woman!"

A degenerate had degenerate thoughts. Even witnessing Big Mom's terrifying fury, the old man Somrs could still laugh.

"After I rip your head off, let's see if you can still laugh so rrily!"

Blazing with fury, Big Mom gripped Napoleon tightly and unleashed a slash downward.

Elbaf Spear: Ikoku Sovereignty!

The massive slash sealed off all avenues of escape, but Somrs didn't dodge.

"Fufu, an attack like that can't hurt ~"

Without any apparent movent from Somrs, countless giant thorny vines rapidly burst from the ground, forming layer upon layer of thorny nets before him.

Thorn Wall!

The destructive power of Ikoku Sovereignty was indeed terrifying; the thorns were split apart upon contact.

But such attacks had a clear weakness: lack of follow-through.

After cleaving through dozens of layers, the slash finally dissipated, but Somrs could continuously summon more thorns to replenish them.

"Fufufufu… Can't do anything, can you? Even an Emperor can't hurt ~"

Seeing Big Mom's initial attack fail, the old degenerate's smug face erged.

"What, you want revenge for those giant brats?"

"Don't make laugh!"

The thorns rustled and coiled, forming massive serpents.

"But that love… hmm! It's true love!"

"HAHAHA, how ridiculous! A pirate like you actually loves those giant brats you don't even know? When you don't even love your own children."

Clearly, Somrs was familiar with the situation of the Big Mom Pirates. He mocked her desire to defend the children, his face flushing with a peculiar redness from excitent.

His words were like dancing on Big Mom's nerves.

"Worthless… piece of…"

Big Mom ground out the words through clenched teeth.

Veins bulged on her forehead. She gripped Napoleon so tightly that the homie, sharing her body, felt the pain.

But Napoleon dared not speak.

As homies who lived with Big Mom day and night, they knew exactly how furious their mother was now.

The rage burning within her was enough to frighten even her allies.

"All talk? In the end, a pirate is just a pirate—"

Somrs continued his provocation, but he was actually looking for an opening to land a decisive blow.

'Now!'

Seeing Big Mom silent and looking down, Somrs struck.

Thorn Hunt: Crimson Lotus Hell!

The thorns that had silently crept up near Big Mom suddenly burst from the ground, all reaching for her in mid-air.

They were thick as a forest, blotting out the sky.

Big Mom seed oblivious, letting the thorns wrap around her body.

Known as the [Steel Balloon], Big Mom's skin was impossibly tough. The thorns could barely prick small holes, unable to dig deeper.

But the Thorn-Thorn Fruit had another effect: inflicting phantom pain.

Whether pierced by the thorns or bound by the [Thorns of Love], the victim would feel intense pain.

"…So this is the pain?"

"Huh?"

Somrs, unaware of the impending disaster, scratched his head in confusion, seeming disappointed that Big Mom hadn't shown any sign of pain.

"I asked… is THIS the pain you made those children feel?!"

With a roar, Big Mom's eyes turned bloodshot… no, flas were literally burning in them.

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