Mere Small Fry 23: A Sweet Commander?
Mere Small Fry The wooden giant’s body was still burning, smoke coiling around it, but compared to before, the flames had weakened considerably.
The hundred-meter-tall wooden giant had undergone a qualitative change, and its entire body radiated an indestructible sharpness.
What made people feel most suffocated was that the wooden greatsword the Wood Human held had also turned pitch-black in that instant.
The flames could not burn it at all.
“Full-body Armament?” Even Big Mom, who had seen countless storms, was stunned at this moment.
A Wood Human nearly a hundred meters tall, with its entire body covered in Armament Haki.
Just what kind of astonishing power was that?
This monster was simply impossible to invade.
The lightning descending from the sky struck the Wood Human, yet it remained completely unharmed.
Crack, crack, crack… Perhaps because the Wood Human had become heavier after being hardened with Armament Haki, the wreckage of the ship beneath its feet finally could not bear the weight anymore.
It was crushed into fragments by the enormous body, and the Armament Haki-coated Wood Human slowly sank into the sea.
“This kind of colossus has its disadvantages too.” Sylvan looked down and scanned the surroundings.
In the blink of an eye, half of the Wood Human’s body had already fallen into the sea.
“But before it disappears, I’ll give you a big gift, Big Mom.” Under countless gazes, the Wood Human, whose entire body was covered in Armament Haki, raised its pitch-black greatsword.
The blade was not aimed at any single person, but at the entirety of Whole Cake Island.
“That bastard!
I’ll tear him apart!” Big Mom’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Looking at the black greatsword in the sky, she instantly understood Sylvan’s intention.
This bastard wanted to destroy the entire Whole Cake Island.
Rumble, rumble, rumble… All of a sudden, the dark greatsword descended from the sky, severing heaven and earth as it struck Whole Cake Island head-on.
The ground was as fragile as scraps of paper, easily torn apart.
An incomparably thick crack stretched into the distance with a series of cracking sounds, rapidly spreading outward.
The hurricane thrown out by the black blade was even more unstoppable, annihilating everything with the invincible momentum of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Mountains, buildings, and pirates blocking its path were all instantly wiped out.
The Wood Human Technique was an existence comparable to the Complete Body Susanoo.
Now that it was also coated in Armament Haki, its power had risen another level.
Bang!
Crack, crack, crack… A thunderous explosion spread through the clouds.
The entire island began to shake violently.
Standing on the Wood Human’s head, Sylvan could clearly see Big Mom’s Whole Cake Island slowly splitting apart, showing signs of being divided in two.
“No matter who you are, I will kill you today.” Staring at the black giant sinking into the sea, Big Mom was so furious she nearly went mad.
In her entire life, she had never suffered such a huge loss.
The enemy had attacked her own doorstep and even split her Whole Cake Island in two.
If she let Sylvan escape today, she would definitely become the laughingstock of the entire world.
After destroying Whole Cake Island, Sylvan jumped onto a pirate ship, picked up a transponder snail, and ordered every member of the Beast Pirates, “Fire at full force.
There’s no need to treat them like humans.” The meaning of those words was simple: treat them like beasts and slaughter them all.
Rumble, rumble, rumble.
The Beast Pirates opened fire even more fiercely.
Blazing flames covered the entire Whole Cake Island, and countless pirates died screaming.
The warships rapidly approached the split island, and pirate after pirate landed to begin the final battle.
Naturally, Sylvan and Jack the Drought were among the first to land.
The Big Mom Pirates had suffered heavy casualties, but they had not been completely wiped out.
Very quickly, a group of pirates blocked their path.
“I am Charlotte Cracker, one of the Sweet Four Commanders.” The young man carrying a sword on his shoulder introduced himself.
His ruthless gaze swept toward Jack the Drought like a poisonous snake.
“Charlotte Cracker?” Jack the Drought looked at him in astonishment and said in surprise, “This guy usually controls biscuit soldiers to fight.
Why did he reveal his true body this time?
This is the first time I’ve seen what he really looks like.” Cracker’s body was relatively short.
He carried a giant sword and wore no shirt, revealing evenly defined muscles that looked filled with explosive power.
There was also a scar over his right eye, making him look extremely sharp and fierce.
“His biscuit soldiers were most likely destroyed by my Wood Human.” Sylvan analyzed thoughtfully, then said with an annoyed expression, “Small fry.
Go cool off somewhere else.” Although Cracker was one of the Sweet Four Commanders, he was still not worth Sylvan’s attention.
His target was Big Mom.
“Brat, are you tired of living?” Cracker’s blade-like cold gaze stabbed toward Sylvan as he warned fiercely, “Don’t think I can’t kill you just because you’re hiding beside Jack the Drought.” “You stupid beast.” Before Sylvan could speak, Jack the Drought sneered first and said disdainfully, “Trash like you is only worthy of fighting me.
You’re not qualified to fight Lord Sylvan.” “Finish him quickly.” Sylvan nodded lightly and calmly left Jack the Drought’s side.
Step by step, he walked toward Cracker.
When he passed by him, he did not even glance at the man.
“He’s ignoring me?” Cracker’s mouth opened wide.
He turned his head and glared darkly at Sylvan, his eyes bloodshot.
He was one of the Sweet Four Commanders, yet now he was being ignored.
Where was he supposed to put his face?
“Die, you arrogant little brat.” In his anger, Cracker brought the greatsword in his hand crashing down.
It looked like he was about to split Sylvan in half alive.
But from beginning to end, Sylvan never looked back.
Bang.
At the critical moment, a black shadow rushed over at high speed.
A fist covered in Armament Haki blasted out, knocking away the greatsword that had been cutting toward Sylvan’s head.
“You meddling dead elephant.” Cracker was furious.
He glared at Jack the Drought and mocked him maliciously, “What benefits did that brat give you to make you act like his dog?” “Idiot, you should be thanking me.” Jack the Drought retorted coldly, “Small fry like you can only be my opponent.
If you had really hit Lord Sylvan just now, I guarantee you would have been flattened!”