Chapter 161 Katakuri, the duel to the death...
"I've heard of the rule of all nations: welcome all who come, but leave none who go?"
Lingling narrowed her eyes: "That's right, everyone is free to join the Kingdom of Ten Thousand, but if you want to betray and leave, you have to pay the price."
This penalty is usually a deadly roulette game; those who want to leave the Kingdom must spin the roulette to choose the punishment they will receive. It's said that many who want to leave faint from fear just from seeing the punishments written on them.
Of course, Violet doesn't have to abide by the rule set by Lingling, not because Violet has never joined the Kingdom of Ten Thousand, but because Violet's strength at this time is enough to "negotiate" with Lingling!
"That's a real shame, since I need to take someone with me, and I don't think you'll agree to that."
"MAMA...this is interesting." The Prometheus above Lingling's head swelled and contracted in sync with her emotions. "Who are you going to take away?"
"Hmm..."
Violet looked at Lingling, and suddenly flipped her wrist, which was holding "The Call of the Tentacles," to replace it with "Bedtime Story."
Violet once asked Marco to help conduct an experiment. After reading "Bedtime Stories," people within a 30-meter radius of Violet would fall asleep.
An ordinary pirate's sleep time is about ten minutes, while a strong person like Marco can only fall asleep for less than three to four seconds. As for a sea emperor like Linlin, although Violet has not tried it, she guesses that it can only cause less than a second of dazedness.
However, this amount of time was enough for Violet to do a lot of things.
Taking advantage of Lingling and the special Homies she controlled being unconscious, Violet rushed towards Katakuri's direction.
According to the plan that Violet and Katakuri had discussed, Katakuri was not only not going to cooperate with Violet, but was also supposed to strongly resist when Violet tried to take him away in order to clear his name.
Just minutes before, Katakuri was worried that doing so might accidentally hurt Violet, but now, looking into Violet's eyes, he no longer had any doubts.
Violet is very strong, so strong that after sensing that aura, even without the previous agreement, Katakuri wanted to fight her with all his might!
"Unrivaled Donuts - Super Strength Rice Cake!"
The once-hard wedding floor suddenly softened, trembling like ocean waves. Two lumps of rice cake rose from either side of Katakuri's body, bending to form the shape of donuts.
As Katakuri swung his fist at Violet, two giant fists made of mochi emerged from within the two donuts and slammed down on her. What should have been soft, sweet mochi, coated in dark Armament Haki, transformed into deadly weapons.
Violet leaped before the wave of rice cakes beneath her feet arrived. Countless rice cake strips rose from the ground, trying to wrap around her legs, but they were always a step too late.
She spun the Shadow Sword and plunged it into the black fist that was attacking her. She pressed her palm against the hilt and pushed off, leaping onto the fist and running towards Katakuri.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye, but Linglong, who had fallen into a semi-conscious state, and her three special Homies had already broken free from the influence of the "Bedtime Stories" and woke up again.
"Fire from the sky!"
Lingling grabbed Prometheus from above her head and threw it forcefully toward Vil.
During its flight, Prometheus's body grew larger and larger until it became a massive fireball that burned the surrounding air.
"Ahhh!"
At the wedding, Charlotte, who was serving as the best man and maid of honor, along with the people brought by Umit and Stussy, screamed in terror as they watched the unstable, seemingly explosive flame rapidly approaching them.
Splash—
Suddenly, everyone heard the slow, deliberate sound of pages turning. Stussy, who had been watching Violet's movements intently, noticed that the cover of the book in her left hand had changed again—a bright red back cover with metal edging around the edges. The four corners of the edging protruded inward with sharp spikes, pointing directly to the golden flame pattern in the center.
It's the "Mind Control Fire Technique"!
It is the "Mind Control Fire Technique" that can extinguish all flames within a sixteen-meter radius!
As the familiar sensation of sanity being drained occurred, the raging Prometheus emitted a series of popping sounds, and the enormous fireball rapidly shrank at a visible speed, returning to its previous round, egg-yolk shape in just two seconds.
Prometheus froze: "Huh? Mom, Mom?!"
Prometheus stared in horror at Lingling in the distance, then fell to the ground with a thud.
At the same time, the flames drawn from Prometheus condensed into a vortex that slowly contracted in front of Violet, eventually forming a bright red pen with flame patterns.
Vera released the "Mind Control Fire Technique," and the unassuming book that had silenced Lingling, a powerful Homie, vanished into thin air. She grabbed the flaming pen made from Prometheus's flames and, while suspended in mid-air, drew a flame pattern covering the wedding hall in her field of vision.
...Uh, this is the first time she's used this skill, and the drawing seems a bit ugly and abstract.
Well, the reason Katakuri and the others didn't rush to stop her immediately must have been because they were surprised by how easily she "silenced" Prometheus's attack, not because they couldn't figure out what she had drawn at all.
As the last stroke was made, those distorted patterns suddenly appeared around the wedding hall. The bright red lines twisted and trembled, then turned into flames and burned fiercely!
"hateful!"
Smoothie looked at the air around her distorting under the intense heat, then drew her longsword and stabbed it at the decorative flower wall beside her.
The tender flowers, as if they had just been picked from the branches, withered rapidly, all the moisture in them squeezed out. This withering trend even spread outwards along the flower wall, turning the nearby fruits, desserts, and even the Homies who hadn't had time to escape into dried-up, shattered corpses.
Smoothie reached out towards the flames beside her, and the water extracted by the Squeeze Fruit sprayed towards the base of the flames.
"hateful!"
But this flame is essentially the Prometheus Flame, made from fragments of the mother's soul, and ordinary water cannot extinguish it.
In this situation, the shockwave from Mom's Elbaf Spear of the Mighty might extinguish it, but if that method were used, Katakuri and Smoothie in the wedding hall, along with the other Charlottes serving as best man and maid of honor, would face an attack far more terrifying than the flames.
Although Vera's sudden attack enraged her mother, she was in a fairly good mental state after eating engagement and wedding cakes for two consecutive days, making it unlikely that she would lose her mind and kill her children and enemies along with them.
Zeus, dragging Lingling along, looked anxiously at the hall already engulfed in flames and cried out, "Mommy, what should we do?!"
Although Zeus is a thundercloud that can unleash lightning and rain, he is a Homie of the same caliber as Prometheus. Faced with the full force of Prometheus's flames, it would take Zeus a very long time to extinguish them.
Lingling narrowed her eyes and, through the resonance between the fragments of her soul, awakened Prometheus, who was in a weakened state due to the loss of his flame.
"Mother?" Prometheus opened his eyes pitifully. "Where is the delicious food?"
As it spoke, it looked towards the auditorium not far away. In the scorching flames, the wooden beams and bricks had burned and cracked, emitting a thick, pungent smoke.
But Prometheus detected an exceptionally enticing aroma from the plume of smoke.
It was that flame, the flame that should have belonged to it, and it wanted to devour it, to make that flame return to its body!
Violet sidestepped the burning, falling lamps and walked steadily toward Katakuri through the sea of fire.
The flames might be quite troublesome for others, but Violet didn't expect them to hold Lingling back for long.
With the Soul Fruit, Lingling can, just like she created Prometheus, give this flame consciousness and life again, allowing it to leave the wedding hall on its own.
The reason why Violet expends a lot of sanity to create flames is because they can block the line of sight before they go out or leave!
After three years of continuous refinement, Violet's domineering aura has almost become one with the Shadow Sword.
The Shadow Sword, representing darkness, fear, and nightmares, is practically the natural embodiment of Conqueror's Haki, allowing each of Violet's attacks to not only rival the power of a great swordsman but also inflict immense mental pressure that is difficult for ordinary people to bear.
Katakuri, who was facing Violet's attack alone, understood this perfectly well.
Katakuri, who also possesses all three types of Haki, struggled to hold on. His Observation Haki allowed him to see into the future several seconds in advance, but Violet had clearly undergone professional training against this type of Observation Haki user. Her relentless attacks made it difficult for even someone with the ability to see into the future to dodge.
Katakuri gripped his trident and struggled to meet the Shadow Sword, the terrifying aura piercing his soul through the trident he trusted most.
With her mouth tightly shut beneath the scarf, Katakuri noticed out of the corner of his eye that Smoothie seemed to want to come over to help, but was ultimately stopped by the sinister, purplish-black tentacles covered in scales and snow-white bone spurs that Violet had summoned.
Katakuri breathed a sigh of relief. Even he felt uncomfortable when facing Vel's weapon, which was even more powerful after being activated by Conqueror's Haki. He didn't want his sister to face Vel in this state, as it might have any negative impact on Smoothie.
Psychological trauma is a fairly common aftereffect for those who challenge stronger opponents, provided, of course, that they survive the terrible challenge. Then they can spend the rest of their lives savoring the pain and terrible memories brought on by this wrong challenge.
Katakuri believed that Veld wouldn't hurt Smoothie, but her control over the Shadow Sword aura was clearly not as strong as her control over the sword aura itself.
Even though Smoothie is a Sweet Commander who can stand on her own in the outside world, Katakuri still sees her as the little sister who needs his protection.
Violet ducked to avoid the black, sticky fist, then looked up at Katakuri with a light smile and a wink.
What appeared to be a life-or-death battle to outsiders caused Katakuri to momentarily lose his focus.
The next second, Katakuri had a bad feeling, but Violet had already switched her Shadow Sword to an Ice Staff and struck Katakuri hard on the back of the neck.
Oh no!
Even if Katakuri was unwilling, he could not withstand such a direct attack. His clear eyes became blurry, and then completely solidified as layers of ice covered them.
Meanwhile, the flames raging around the wedding hall had been almost completely consumed by Prometheus. Linlin, riding on thunderclouds and holding Napoleon, flew towards the wedding hall. Prometheus, having had a hearty meal, abandoned the small flames that no longer caused any disturbance and flew towards his mother.
Flames coiled around the longsword, causing it to grow longer and longer. Crescent-shaped, eyebrowless, eyelashless, and menacing eyes, along with a grinning mouth with shark-like teeth, emerged from the blade.
This is a combination attack of two special Homies who possess a fragment of Big Mom's soul, the Emperor's Sword composed of a burning Prometheus and an enraged Napoleon!
“Vell, you’ve really angered me, Mama…”
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Author's Note: Katakuri: Violet is so strong, Violet is a little scary, Violet winked at him...so cute [shy]
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