The natural system started off strong, but the navy finally reached its peak!

Nusteldi and Baskardi were the first to be affected.

In an instant, all courage and all strength were completely crushed!

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Their knees buckled, and they were utterly unable to offer any resistance, collapsing to their knees.

His body then completely lost control, slumped forward, and lay sprawled on the ground in front of Gern.

Under the overwhelming fear and pressure, his consciousness became blurred, and he could not even lift a finger. All that remained was a slight, uncontrollable tremor in his body.

Without pausing or even glancing down at them, Guern dragged the unconscious Perospero past the two collapsed Charlotte sons.

The port was utterly silent.

..........

Meanwhile, at the heart of the Cake Island castle, a grand tea party was taking place.

Charlotte Linlin, one of the Four Emperors, sat regally on her specially made and incomparably magnificent throne.

She was surrounded by her many children, officials from various islands, and a few invited guests.

Everyone wore smiles, some sincere and some obsequious, which, combined with the cheerful music, created a harmonious and joyful atmosphere.

Big Mom herself was also immersed in the sweets and the pleasant atmosphere of being in control, her eyes half-closed, her huge face filled with a happy smile.

He kept grabbing all sorts of cakes and cream puffs from the mountain of dessert towers around him, stuffing them into his gaping maw without even looking at them, the sounds of chewing mixed with satisfied humming.

"Mamamamama~ What a delicious dessert!"

However, just as this seemingly harmonious and joyful atmosphere reached its peak...

Big Mom's hand, which was about to throw a piece of strawberry-covered cream cake into her mouth, froze in mid-air!

Her smile froze, and her eyes, which had been narrowed to slits, slowly opened. The languid feeling of being immersed in the satisfaction of the sweets vanished instantly.

Although the distance reduced the sensation, it was still detected by the old lady's Observation Haki.

This is an aura of dominance that none of her children could possess!

Unfamiliar, powerful, and... their intentions are not good!

So, to the bewilderment of her children, Big Mom slowly turned toward the direction from which the domineering aura emanated.

Cake Island Port.

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face gradually faded, and the previously noisy music and laughter around her...

Seemingly sensing the sudden stagnation, they unconsciously lowered their heads.

Some of the more perceptive children had already stopped what they were doing and were staring intently in the same direction.

“Mom…” Charlotte Comppert, the eldest daughter, began cautiously, trying to ask.

But Big Mom ignored her, staring intently in the direction of the harbor, standing still, her tone serious.

"Whose domineering aura is this?"

Chapter 510 The Four Emperors "Big Mom"

The moment BIG MOM's voice fell

"Bang! Thud! Crash!"

A sudden, violent commotion erupted from the ornately decorated entrance to the tea party.

It was as if something unstoppable was forcibly breaking in!

Immediately afterwards, the elite guards stationed at the entrance and along the way collapsed to the ground in droves, like harvested wheat, without warning.

Even some of the weaker Charlotte family members only managed to hold on for a second or two before their vision went black and they fainted.

What was originally a joyful and peaceful tea party was instantly replaced by panic and chaos!

"Damn it! Such...such powerful domineering aura!" A voice filled with shock and anger rang out.

"Could it be that 'Red-Haired' Shanks attacking?!"

Before he could finish speaking, a tall figure suddenly blocked the way at the forefront of the commotion.

It was a warrior made of countless hard biscuits, wielding a long sword and sporting a distinctive long beard.

But unlike the ordinary biscuit soldiers around him who were mass-produced and had blank expressions, he was different.

The soldier's face bore an extremely human-like solemnity and vigilance, and his tone was full of unique personality.

Charlotte Cracker's true form is hidden inside the biscuit armor she created!

However, even he could feel the immense pressure brought by the Conqueror's Haki surging in like a tsunami.

My first thought was another one of the Four Emperors...

Shanks, the "Red-Haired" man famous worldwide for his Conqueror's Haki, may be coming to our door!

"Red hair?"

From his seat, Big Mom let out a cold, mocking laugh.

At this moment, the woman's face showed no fear of the title "red-haired," but rather a kind of anger at being looked down upon.

"Mamamamama... That Shanks kid doesn't have the guts to act so wildly at my tea party!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the air around her distorted and fluctuated!

"mom!"

"mom!"

On the left, a burst of lightning flashed, and a plump white cloud—Homie Zeus—emerged, its voice tinged with a hint of panic.

On the right, a blazing flame, like a miniature sun, represents Homie Prometheus.

Two top-ranking Homies appeared instantly on either side of Big Mom, like loyal guards, protecting their "mother".

The temperature in the entire Cake Castle hall seemed to drop suddenly, the joyful atmosphere was completely shattered, and replaced by a suffocating silence and oppression.

The 'mother's' words made it clear to everyone that it wasn't the redhead who had come.

"If it's not Shanks, then who is it?!" Cracker, hiding inside the heavy biscuit armor, frowned deeply.

"Forget it, whoever it is, let's take them down first!" Cracker stopped arguing and shouted sharply, "Make way, let the biscuit soldier pass first!"

After speaking, he clapped his hands, and the crisp sound of clapping echoed from the surrounding area.

Along with the other six biscuit soldiers guarding his own armor, their eyes flashed red, and they moved at the same time!

With heavy, orderly steps, like seven thick walls, they brandished biscuit swords and charged fiercely toward the source of the riot!

However, just as these seven enhanced biscuit soldiers had rushed less than ten meters...

"Biscuit soldiers?"

A calm voice, tinged with a subtle hint of mockery, rang out.

Immediately afterward, at the same instant the sound rang out...

"call out!!"

A straight, extremely condensed, pale white particle beam shot out at a speed that was impossible for the naked eye to detect!

Wherever the ray passed, the air was vibrated at a high frequency, leaving a clearly visible drill-like spiral of air vibration that emanated a deep and deadly hum!

"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"

Seven faint yet chilling piercing sounds rang out almost simultaneously!

Those seven seemingly indestructible, reinforced biscuit soldiers, capable of withstanding artillery fire,

That pale white ray pierced through him from head to tail like a string of candied hawthorns!

The terrifying shock energy contained in the ray exploded the moment it penetrated. The seven biscuit soldiers did not even have time to put up a resistance before they were simultaneously blown into biscuit crumbs with a series of "crack" sounds!

And this... is not the end!

After piercing through seven soldiers, the ray showed no sign of slowing down, heading straight for Cracker.

Cracker's pupils dilated in shock; he had no time to dodge or block, as the ray instantly covered the remaining distance.

"Boom!" The thick biscuit armor was pierced from the front and exploded!

Amidst the billowing smoke and debris, a figure staggered backward a few steps, revealing its true form.

Standing about three meters tall, it has striking long purple hair, with a tuft of hair on top that looks like a long loaf of bread, and two tufts of hair at the back of its head with sparks at the tips.

He had a fierce face and a deep scar over his right eye. He wore brown gloves.

He wore only a bright pink shoulder guard on his right shoulder, a pink cloak with white spots, wide breeches and long boots, and a long sword at his waist.

It was Charlotte Cracker herself who escaped death by using a cookie substitute!

At this moment, he was still staring intently in the direction from which the attack came, his eyes wide with shock, cold sweat trickling down his temples.

If he hadn't habitually hidden inside his biscuit armor, that ray would have pierced through his body!

And... this strength is a bit abnormal!!

With just one strike, not only did it instantly annihilate all his biscuit soldiers, but it also nearly dealt him a severe blow!

Just as Cracker gripped the hilt of his longsword, preparing to strike again...

"Cream! Get out of here!"

A low growl came from behind, a huge shadow loomed over, accompanied by heavy footsteps that made the entire hall tremble slightly.

Big Mom's massive body stood firmly in front of Cracker, her broad back instantly isolating him from all the oppressive feeling coming from the front, as if she were holding up a sky for her children behind her.

“Mom…” Cracker looked up at his mother and murmured.

"This guy... is not someone you can handle!" BIG MOM said in a deep voice without turning his head, his eyes fixed on the end of the passage.

Immediately afterwards, the woman raised her voice and sneered.

"Am I right?"

"Admiral 'Bai Lin'! Commander-in-Chief of the New World Naval Strategy! Grand Admiral of the New World Naval Command..."

With each title she uttered, her aura intensified, Zeus's lightning flashed and Prometheus's flames raged!

"Or rather, we old folks of this generation should call you..."

"'Skyquake' Gern Reginald Sigma!!!"

"!!!"

The moment the name was uttered, all the Charlotte family members who were still conscious in the hall, as well as the invited guests, gasped in shock!

Earthquake! The man who ended the era of Whitebeard and Golden Lion!

He actually ventured into the world alone!

Almost at the same instant that Big Mom finished speaking

"Tap." A soft yet clear footstep came from the shadows of the passage.

Gern's figure, unhurried and deliberate, finally stepped fully into the light of the castle hall.

He was still wearing that black shirt, his posture upright, a stark contrast to Big Mom's enormous figure.

However, he was dragging the unconscious and disheveled Perospero along.

Then, he slowly raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting Big Mom's imposing, downward stare.

Far from showing any tension, his face instead revealed a perfectly timed smile.

"This... seems to be our first official meeting, doesn't it?"

“BIG MOM, Charlotte Linlin”.

The older woman did not respond immediately to Guern's seemingly casual greeting.

Only those copper bell-like eyes remained fixed on Gern.

"Not going to reply to me? Could it be... Oh, oh~" Gern seemed to realize something, and casually tossed aside the hand that was grabbing Perospero by the back of his collar.