Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

"Damn it, at this rate we won't make it back to Whole Cake Island in time!"

Cracker angrily slammed his fist on the ship's railing.

Charlotte Linlin was already far away when the meteorite fell, and even if she appeared now, she couldn't save them because the Navy is stronger.

"Katakuri, you take them back first."

"I'll stay behind to stop the navy's continued attack."

Cracker's face was filled with a resolute expression.

He did this not for Charlotte Linlin, but for the younger siblings who had grown up with him on the ship.

Katakuri's expression flickered, then he decisively refused;

"no."

"Take them back; I'll handle the navy."

Cracker roared in frustration:

"Katakuri, what time is it and you're still arguing with me about these useless things!"

"They need you more!!!"

While Katakuri and Cracker were arguing, Katakuri's Den Den Mushi rang.

Blub Blub... Blub Blub...

"It's Mom on the phone."

Katakuri took out a Den Den Mushi, glanced at it, and said:

"Mom, I am Katakuri."

Charlotte Linlin, on the other end of the phone, said with some displeasure:

"Katakuri, can you escape the Navy's pursuit?"

Katakuri frowned and said:

"Mom, given the current situation, it's very difficult for us to escape the navy's pursuit."

"Please allow me to stay behind alone, Mom, to hold off the attacking navy and buy time for my younger siblings to evacuate."

Cracker, standing to the side, immediately spoke up:

"Mom, let Katakuri go back. Let me stay and fight the Marines."

"Katakuri has an even more important mission for the Charlotte family."

Charlotte Linlin was unusually silent for a moment before speaking:

"Cracker, you are my good child. If it weren't for the damn navy, I wouldn't have kept you."

"Buy Katakuri as much time as possible, I will come back to save you."

After saying that, Charlotte Lingling ended the call.

Katakuri, standing to the side, had a very unpleasant expression.

He didn't believe Charlotte Linlin's last words at all, because he knew Charlotte Linlin too well; the death of one or two children was nothing to her.

She will always be the one who loves herself the most.

The reason her tone carried a hint of regret was because Cracker's strength ranked among the top five of her children.

Katakuri is stronger than Cracker.

In a situation where staying meant certain death, Charlotte Linlin unequivocally chose to let Katakuri live.

"Mom, I did something wrong."

Katakuri blurted out this sentence out of the blue.

Cracker patted Katakuri on the shoulder and said:

"We've always known our mother's personality, but we can't change the fact that we are her children."

"Besides, staying to fight the Navy doesn't necessarily mean I'll die. Maybe I'll return to Whole Cake Island safely."

After Cracker finished speaking, his body was once again covered with cookies and Armament Haki, and he flew towards the Navy warship in the air using Moonwalk.

Katakuri watched Cracker disappear into the distance, then turned back and said fiercely:

"Full speed ahead, don't waste the opportunity Cracker has given us."

"Cracker brother..."

Many of Charlotte's children on the ship shed tears, but they had no choice but to keep going at full speed so as not to disappoint Cracker's kindness.

On the naval aircraft in the air, Yixiao's expression was somewhat moved.

Because his Observation Haki had already sensed Cracker's presence.

"—Is someone coming to stop us?"

"What admirable courage and sense of responsibility."

Yi Xiao couldn't help but feel respect for this pirate who had come alone.

Zephyr sat on the deck, recovering from the injuries he sustained in his fight with Charlotte Linlin.

In the brief exchange just now, although Charlotte Bellbell did not cause serious damage to Zephyr, her Homies were still a very troublesome presence.

Zephyr's body was covered in wounds from lightning and fire, but fortunately these wounds were only on the surface and not deeper.

"There are also people among pirates who would sacrifice themselves for their comrades and families. It's rare among low-level pirates, but there are indeed many such figures in legendary pirate crews."

Zefa spoke calmly.

He had been fighting pirates for so long that he knew their personnel structure and character well.

It must be said that the lower ranks of pirates are rife with betrayal and treachery; they are even willing to stab each other in the back for wealth.

It's not that there are no people who would sacrifice themselves for their comrades, but they are far too few.

When faced with pursuit by the navy and pirates, such people are always the first to be sacrificed.

Therefore, only selfish individuals among the lower-level pirates can survive.

Legendary pirate crews are generally not provoked by other pirates, and even pirate crews of the same level can hardly cause massive casualties.

The Navy generally focuses on monitoring and restricting legendary pirate crews to prevent them from leaving the New World and entering the Grand Line.

The Roger Pirates fought the Whitebeard Pirates many times, and neither side suffered any major casualties. Later, the Roger Pirates also clashed with the Golden Lion Pirates several times, and there were no major casualties among their members.

This is why legendary pirate crews have more members who are willing to sacrifice themselves for their comrades.

"However, one person is far too few; I wonder how long he can hold us off."

Zefa shook his head and stopped paying attention to him.

Yi Xiao's brows furrowed slightly; he felt a growing sense of goodwill towards Cracker, who had willingly rushed forward to his death.

I don't want to kill him outright.

At this moment, Cracker, who was rapidly approaching the naval warship, was unaware of the two admirals' opinions of him.

He is now braving naval artillery fire and is very close to a naval warship.

"Musketeers, prepare! Three volleys!"

"Other personnel, prepare for combat to prevent the enemy from landing on the deck."

A vice admiral roared.

They also saw Cracker rushing towards them, but they were not afraid.

Bang bang bang!

As the critter approached the warship, the musketeers on the deck opened fire quickly.

The rifles they carried were far more advanced than the firearms commonly found at sea, both in terms of range and accuracy.

Black bullets struck Cracker's body with a series of thuds.

"Hard cookies!"

Cracker originally thought that his biscuit armor could withstand the musket fire, but he underestimated the Navy's firepower.

Under such intense attacks, fragments of his armor kept falling off.

Helpless, he could only make a shield to defend against the bullets, but fortunately he was already very close to the warship.

"Prepare for battle!"

After seeing that the musket was not very effective against Cracker, the vice admiral drew his sword from his waist and flew towards Cracker using Moonwalk.

On other nearby ships, vice admirals also emerged using moonwalking techniques, seemingly to stop Cracker's advance.

Upon seeing the appearance of several lieutenant generals, Issho, who had originally planned to make a move, temporarily stopped.

He decided to observe the combat methods and capabilities of the other vice admirals on the main ship.

Zefa opened his eyes, glanced at him warily, smiled, and then remained silent.

He was perfectly aware of Xiao's thoughts.

Those who have not experienced the pain of war will naturally not understand its cruelty.

This is a war of life and death; only by understanding this can one act decisively.

The more outstanding, charismatic, and powerful the enemy figures are, the more they are the ones they want to kill completely.

"Wave-style pretzels!"

Cracker raised the pretzel in his hand and quickly launched an attack on a vice admiral in front of him. A powerful shockwave of sword energy was gathering on the pretzel's blade, seemingly ready to pierce through any obstacle in front of him at any moment.

"Don't even think about it!"

The vice admiral saw through Cracker's plan; there was no doubt that he intended to break through from Cracker's position.

After realizing this, his face turned red, and he was furious.

The distance between the two sides was rapidly decreasing, and in the blink of an eye, they had collided.

clang!

The two famous swords clashed together, and before the vice admiral could catch his breath, the sword energy shockwave from the Pretzel Sword suddenly unleashed its power.

The stalemate lasted less than half a second before the shockwave repelled the vice admiral.

Without pausing, Cracker charged straight toward the naval warship below.

As soon as he landed on the deck, several military knives slashed at Cracker's body.

Fortunately, Cracker's body was covered in hard biscuit armor and Armament Haki, and the sparks that flew out from the layers proved the strength of his defense.

Cracker ignored the marines' attempts to harm him and quickly clapped his hands:

"Crushed cookies."

Instantly, a large number of cookie fragments appeared on the deck, creating distance between Cracker's body and the naval soldiers.

Cracker plunged his hands into the cookie crumbs on the deck and activated his ability.

One biscuit soldier after another was created by Cracker. During this process, white smoke rose from Cracker's body, and his aura rapidly decreased.

Before the Vice Admiral arrived, Cracker had produced more than a hundred biscuit soldiers.

At the same time, he spared no effort to cover each cookie soldier with a layer of Armament Haki, and then flashed into the cookie soldiers.

!

With a loud bang, before a biscuit soldier could even move, he was struck in the face by an iron fist. The enormous impact shattered half of the soldier's head, and he swayed and fell onto the deck.

The vice admiral stared in astonishment at his fist and the biscuit soldiers on the ground.

He hadn't expected the biscuit soldiers to be so tough. He thought the biscuit soldiers would be blown apart by this attack, but they only broke in half.

"Be careful, these biscuit soldiers are strange; they're extremely hard."

The vice admiral said with a serious expression.

Judging by his attack power, these biscuit soldiers would be difficult for ordinary naval soldiers to break.

In other words, only officers of major general rank or above can deal with these biscuit soldiers.

The biscuit soldier, whose head had just been shattered in half, had his head rapidly repaired under Cracker's control.

He quickly stood up again.

Several lieutenant generals arrived one after another and surrounded the biscuit soldiers.

"Can we find the original body?"

A naval vice admiral holding a famous sword pursed his lips. He had just made a tentative attack, and if he hadn't gone all out, he wouldn't have been able to break through the biscuit soldier's defenses.

Because he prefers swift sword techniques, he is better at dealing with pirates, but less effective against things like this.

A very old-looking vice admiral shook his head. He had just scanned all the biscuit soldiers with his Observation Haki, but found that all of them had the same aura and he couldn't figure out who the real one was.

"It doesn't matter which one is the original body, as long as we smash them all."

A giant vice admiral, whose height was four or five times that of an ordinary navy officer, said disdainfully.

He was stronger than a lieutenant general of the same rank, and his weapon was a vicious spiked club. He was not afraid of such a head-on opponent.

In the attack just now, his full-force blow smashed a biscuit soldier to pieces.

Cracker, hidden among the cookie soldiers, activated his Devil Fruit power, controlling the cookie soldiers to attack the Marine Vice Admiral.

Whether he can defeat the vice admiral or not is irrelevant; what he needs to do is create chaos and buy time.

He originally wanted to go to the main ship, but he chickened out when he thought about the two generals on the main ship.

The two generals would not give him the chance to make biscuit soldiers; he would probably be suppressed as soon as he made a move.

The situation is much better now. In order to stop him, many vice admirals have gathered on this warship. Without the command of the vice admirals, the navy's attack is obviously much weaker than before.

clang!clang!clang!

Wow!

The sounds of battle filled the air. The vice admiral's fight with the cookie soldiers was incredibly fast, and the cookie soldiers were defeated almost instantly.

Unfortunately, thanks to Cracker's power, the cookie soldiers can revive indefinitely.

Those that were merely cleaved in two by the swordsman were easier to repair than those that were completely smashed by the giant general.

Seeing that the biscuit soldiers were impossible to kill, the naval vice admiral who had been wielding a sword jumped out from the group of biscuit soldiers.

"We can't continue like this. We need to find his true form, otherwise it will take too long."

He didn't know how much stamina it would take to make a cookie soldier, but judging from the speed at which the cookie soldiers were made, it was clear that Cracker still had plenty of stamina.

Because the number of biscuit soldiers has increased from just over one hundred to nearly two hundred.

Rumble!

The giant general's spiked club slammed into the biscuit soldier's waist, breaking it in two.

It then slammed backward.

clang!

The spiked club was stopped by an ordinary biscuit soldier. While the giant general was in a daze, the ordinary biscuit soldier launched an attack.

"A pretzel roll!"

The pretzel, carrying a shockwave, pierced straight into the abdomen of the giant general.

"careful!""

The vice admiral who had just spoken instantly appeared beside the giant vice admiral, his long sword thrusting towards the biscuit soldier's chest.

Click.

The biscuit soldier chopped the pretzels in his hand at the charging vice admiral.

"The real body is here!"

The attacked vice admiral was not angry at all; instead, he shouted with delight.