Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

New world.

Cake Island.

The environment of this island is very unique. Every building on the island is pure white and cream style. If you look closely, you will be surprised to find that the main materials of the buildings are actually made of cake.

The sky was overcast and a drizzle fell.

The continuous rain washes away the rich cream aroma of cakes on the island.

A corner of cake island.

On the land covered with fragrant green grass, the members of the Charlotte family did not wear the weird costumes of the past, but instead wore simple black clothes.

Their eyes were lowered, and the black figures stood in the drizzle, looking very depressed.

Two gray tombstones stood in front of them:

"The Tomb of Charlotte Perospero"

"Charlotte Daifuku's Tomb"

Various sweets and flowers are placed in front of the tombstone as a memorial.

Click, click, click...

Low footsteps came from behind the crowd, mixed with a crisp sound, which was the sound of spiked riding boots stepping on the ground.

Everyone was stunned and made way for a passage.

A tall figure walked slowly from the drizzle.

It was a young man of about 20 years old, with a chilling aura, and a pair of eyes as cold and hard as a blade, extremely cold and stern.

He has short red hair, slender legs, and the exposed muscles of his upper body are clear and full of unparalleled explosive power.

There are pink tattoos on the left arm, left upper body and left back, and a skull-shaped tattoo on the left arm. The overall clothing style is full of strong black metal style. He is wearing black jeans and leather boots with spurs on the back.

A large white scarf covered the lower half of his face, and the black windbreaker draped behind him gently undulated in the cold breeze.

The surfaces of his riding boots and windbreaker were still covered with solidified flesh and blood, filling the air with a pungent smell of blood along the way.

"It's Katakuri..."

"Why is he back? Didn't it say that he was crusading against Adranko's resistance forces?"

"It seems that the crusade has been completed. The 13,000 rebels who tried to resist my mother's rule... were all slaughtered by him in one day..."

"What...is going on? Didn't you say that the situation was at a stalemate?"

"I don't know, but it seems that Katakuri heard about the death of Perospero and went on a killing spree."

"What a strong smell of blood..."

"..."

The members of the Big Mom Pirates looked at Charlotte Katakuri who was walking calmly in confusion, with different expressions, and started whispering.

During the funeral, some people sneered, some ridiculed, some were worried, some were sad, some were grieving...

Even though the members of the Charlotte family all have the blood of Big Mom flowing in their bodies and are brothers connected by blood, because of their different biological fathers, not every member of the Charlotte family will support Perospero and Daifuku. Sadness when a person dies.

For some marginalized family members, their death was actually a good thing.

This means that the position of Minister of Management of All Nations is vacant, and the vacancy also means that they may gain power and status.

Regarding the treacherous relationship between his children, who are fighting openly and secretly, Big Mom himself does not take it seriously and even lets it go.

For her, even her own bloodline is nothing more than a tool and weapon for her rule.

Completely ignoring the different looks from the people around her, Charlotte Katakuri came to the two tombstones, knelt down on one knee, and carefully placed the bloody flowers in her hands on the ground.

"Have you found out who did it?"

He said coldly with an expressionless face.

No one answered.

Katakuri's eyes turned cold.

boom! !

A majestic momentum suddenly erupted from his body, sweeping out like substance.

Overlord color and domineering!

The members of the Big Mom Pirates present were shaken, and some who were not determined enough even knelt on the ground with a bang, their faces pale, and they were gasping for air.

"I said...have you found out who did it?"

Katakuri said word for word.

Every word was filled with a bone-chilling chill, like cold nails piercing people's hearts.

"No, I don't know..."

"It was mom...who notified us to collect the body..."

"Only mom knows..."

"But we... don't dare to ask..."

Someone said with a trembling voice.

Katakuri frowned and put away his momentum.

The strong wind suddenly stopped, and all the surrounding phenomena disappeared.

He slowly stood up straight, his eyes coldly scanning the faces of everyone present.

"For three days, all entertainment activities will be suspended on all islands in the world to mourn for Perospero and Daifuku."

"Besides, I don't want to see any of you coveting their positions and territories. Everything must be decided by mother."

"do you understand?"

After speaking, Katakuri turned and left without looking at the faces of the others.

With the smell of blood all over his body, he quickly arrived at the gate of the Cake Castle.

Raising his hand to stop the guard's summons, Katakuri looked at the Cake Castle expressionlessly. Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and he knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said:

"Mom, I want to know who killed them."

There was silence.

Katakuri gritted his teeth and suddenly knocked his head heavily on the ground.

Cracks suddenly appeared on the ground, and blood dripped from Katakuri's forehead, making the guards on the side tremble in fear.

"Mom, please tell me!"

His response was still silence.

The long silence was deafening.

Katakuri finally couldn't contain his inner anger.

He has always had a good relationship with Perospero, and the two of them jointly maintained the unstable rule of the nations.

And Dafu is his brother, blood relative from the same father and mother!

The death of the two was undoubtedly a fatal blow to Katakuri, who valued family and blood ties very much!

His eyes were filled with dense bloodshot eyes, and his hands wearing black leather gloves were tightly clenched into fists.

The surrounding environment suddenly experienced extremely strange changes!

The earth, walls, buildings, sculptures, street lamps...all dead things seemed to come to life in an instant, turning into twisted glutinous balls that continued to stretch, like countless long snakes dancing wildly.

The guards had never seen such a strange scene before. Their faces were horrified and they all retreated subconsciously.

"Mom, please tell me!!"

Katakuri raised his hand with red eyes, and at the moment when his domineering aura burst out, glutinous rice balls surged up like a tidal wave.

But at this moment,

"Well, well... you are indeed my most trusted son. You actually successfully awakened the devil fruit!!"

The hoarse female voice came out ferociously from the depths of the castle, with unabashed admiration in her tone.

But the next sentence changed the subject, and his tone was instantly serious.

"But your behavior...do you want to do something to me?"

An overlord-colored domineering energy that was far stronger than Katakuri's was crushed out. It was like a real wave of air that made the guards faint and cracks filled the walls of the castle.

Katakuri's pupils trembled.

The crushing pressure made him kneel down on one knee with a bang. Everything in front of him seemed to become blurred and shattered like a mirror.

But he still gritted his teeth and forced himself to support his body, keeping his back straight!

"No!"

Katakuri's eyes were blood red.

"I just want to avenge Dafu and the others!"

"The majesty of the Charlotte family cannot be violated by outsiders!!"

The domineering aura suddenly disappeared.

Katakuri felt his body suddenly relax, and he knelt there panting heavily, sweating like rain.

Squeaky...

The heavy castle door slowly opened.

Big Mom was sitting on a throne, wearing pink high leather boots with her long legs crossed, lazily holding her chin in one hand, looking at Katakuri who was kneeling there with a half-smile.

"No, Rogers Darren is not an outsider."

Charlotte Lingling's red lips were raised slightly, and she smiled charmingly.

"He will be my twenty-seventh husband...that is to say, he will be your father."

Katakuri was stunned.

Immediately, his eyeballs popped out, filled with ferocious bloodshot eyes.

His fists were clenched very tightly.

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