More and more giant biscuit soldiers were created by Galen, making the encirclement even tighter.

The advantage of the aunt in numbers finally ceased to exist.

The aunt finally got rid of the predicament of being beaten by Galen and the golden lion, and it didn't take long for her to fall into the danger of being chased and cut by seven or eight biscuit giants.

"Damn it!"

The aunt scolded angrily to block the golden lion's attack, and seized the opportunity to slash at the biscuit giants who bound her hands and feet.

The cookie giant cracked into several pieces in response, but it was not directly cut into pieces, and even completed the restoration in a short time.

"Even my mother's attack can barely be stopped..."

"How is it possible to have this intensity?"

The crane looked surprised.

Galen's sudden use of his ability already shocked the Kleeker, and the physical strength of Galen's version of the Cookie Soldier was even more terrifying.

Although the acrylic rack can also make a huge army of biscuits, it cannot maintain quantity and quality at the same time.

To create bigger, more and stronger Cookie Soldiers, you have to spend a lot more stamina.

Even if the gram frame is a dessert star with a bounty of 860 million, and his physical strength is already stronger than that of monsters, he can't withstand this level of physical exertion.

And Galen...

He is like a tireless mechanical assembly line, orderly and efficiently out of the production of the huge, hard and powerful biscuit giant.

Before long, the vision of the acrylic frame was completely occupied by those cookie giants.

"It's a great job."

Galen couldn't help but sigh to himself.

It's a pity that the ability he borrowed will be paid in three minutes, and even if he renew the ability, the cookie soldier he originally made will disappear with the interruption of the fruit's ability.

Otherwise, he would be able to dominate the sea with just the tide of biscuit fruits.

But the ability of the three-minute trial version is enough for Galen to continue to expand and expand the advantage he now occupies to the point of despairing Perospero and others:

Originally, they could take the initiative to contain Galen and help the aunt share the pressure by taking the initiative to take advantage of the large number of people.

And now, it's not just the aunt who wants to have fewer enemies, but even they are under siege by those cookie giants.

"Candy Wave!"

Perospero did his best to unleash the tide of syrup, using the sticky candy swamp to deal with the cookie giants that kept pestering him.

But the army of cookie giants is more like the tide than his syrup waves:

Endless and unstoppable.

And those small, brittle-skinned, and weak biscuit soldiers made by the acrylic frame are really as fragile and fragile as biscuits in front of these biscuit giants.

Not long after, the giant sword in the hands of the biscuit giants mercilessly smashed into Perospero and the others, as if they were wantonly beating the gopher that was powerless to resist.

In the continuous bombardment, the strongest Perospero and the Crane could barely resist, and the other brothers who were not strong even let out a terrible wail under the merciless hammer blow.

In the dust, scarlet blood began to fill.

"What should I do?"

Perospero doesn't know how many times he asked this desperate question today.

And now that the aunt is trapped in the siege of the biscuit giant and the golden lion and can't take care of it, the acrylic frame next to him, who is struggling to survive like him, is even more powerless and incapable of answering.

In the midst of this brutal assault with a huge disparity in numbers, several other brothers fell one after another, and the smell of blood gradually became strong and pungent.

Under heavy surrounding, only the two brothers Perospero and Knicker were soon left barely supported.

The hard walls of candy and the barriers of biscuits crumbled and shattered in the bombardment again and again.

And the giant sword smashing of the cookie giants never seems to stop.

Perospero and the Crane were already mechanically fending off the attacks of the cookie giants.

At this moment, another cookie giant slashed at Perospero.

Perospero was accustomed to the power of these cookie giants, so without thinking, he condensed a hard wall of candy in front of him that was not too thick, based on his experience of resisting attacks many times before.

However, the moment the cookie giant's greatsword fell, Perospero noticed that something was wrong:

Its blade was far heavier and faster than the cookie giants that preceded it, as heavy as a mountain tsunami and as swift as a wind and lightning.

"This is Galen!"

Perospero's face turned pale, and he understood Galen's trick:

Galen hid himself in the cookie armor like a crane and mixed in with a bunch of ordinary cookie giants to attack suddenly.

Unfortunately, although Perospero saw through Galen's intentions, he had missed the opportunity to resist.

Galen's greatsword had been slashed off from his head, and he had no chance to dodge.

And the wall of candy that he had just made by a mistake in judgment was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of Galen's all-out sword.

The giant sword slashed down, and the candy wall instantly shattered into countless debris.

Eventually, the greatsword was slashed off head.

With that dull thud, the biscuit armor wrapped around the greatsword shattered, revealing the golden blade hidden within.

And Perospero's situation didn't look much better than that shattered biscuit armor.

Although the people in this world have strong vitality, they are still flesh and blood people after all.

No matter how strong the flesh and blood are, there will be vital points.

And just now, Perospero used his head to directly catch Galen's full sword.

Under the gap in absolute strength, no matter how iron his head is, he can't survive.

"Brother!"

Seeing his eldest brother being smashed indescribably by a blow, Klee's face was filled with panic.

Galen withdrew his blood-stained greatsword and cast a sharp gaze on him.

.................................

Auntie has been fighting with the golden lion and can't get out of it at all.

Those cookie giants who can't be eliminated at all, can't be swept away, and are so strong that it takes a little effort for her to clear them up, which makes Auntie even more annoying.

Somehow, those cookie giants would disappear en masse every three minutes, only to reappear in a short period of time, blocking Big Mom's path.

After a long battle, the wound between the chest and abdomen of the aunt became more and more serious, and the blood that kept flowing out made her face gradually turn pale.

And what makes Aunt a little panicked is that the current golden lion is simply a monster:

Although it is rumored that the golden lion is now in a ghost state and looks like a ghost, the aunt, as a soul fruit ability, cannot feel any soul breath on the golden lion's body at all.

It's definitely not a ghost, not even a living person.

Even the Golden Lion didn't know what he was right now.

According to what Galen told him, this strange body that doesn't hurt even if he's stabbed, doesn't get tired from constant fighting, and has a blood bar dangling in front of him is called the digital mode.

Although the golden lion didn't understand it, he was still very satisfied with this demon-level body.

If he had this ability back then, One Piece would have been 100% replaced.

Therefore, even though the strength of the Ghost Golden Lion is a weakened version of his seriously injured amputated limbs and old age, he can also rely on this data-based body to play the power of his heyday.

Coupled with the assistance of those endless biscuit giants, the aunt who was already seriously injured was naturally not an opponent.

She was panting, sweating, bleeding all over her body, and looked very weak.

Thundercloud Zeus and Sun Prometheus seemed to feel the weakness of their masters, and they all showed a state of malaise, just staggering in mid-air and trying their best to assist the aunt's attack.

At this time, the house leak happened to rain overnight:

The biscuit soldiers besieging Big Mom suddenly dispersed, but Galen appeared in front of her with a blood-stained sword.

Behind Galen were the bodies of Perospero, Knicker, and other sons.

The golden lion temporarily stopped the offensive and stood side by side with Galen, looking coldly at the aunt who was already showing defeat.

“......”

The aunt gasped and did not speak.

The death of those sons did not make the four emperors, who regarded themselves as mothers, feel pain.

It's just that this desperate situation of ten deaths makes the aunt feel desperate and sad.

"Why?"

The aunt wiped the blood that kept spilling from the corners of her mouth in vain, and her fat face stained red by blood was full of unwillingness:

"Why did you kill me?"

"I obviously didn't offend you anywhere!"

Even though she knew that there was no need for any reason to fight between the strong, the aunt still asked in vain about the meaningless words like the weaklings she had looked down on in the past.

Because she is no longer the strong person who "destroys you, what does it have to do with you", but a vulnerable group who has been destroyed inexplicably and has no place to reason.

Thinking from this perspective, even the murderous aunt feels that it is wrong to kill people indiscriminately.

"Why?"

Galen's voice sank, and he was ready to say something decent as he had done before.

But when he looked at the miserable end of the unstoppable aunt, he couldn't help but add fuel to the fire:

"Because..."

Galen said the "truth" in a serious way:

"I've traveled so far, it's a waste to just kill Doflamingo."

"So, it's all here..."

“.....”

Auntie's face froze, and she only felt that a mouthful of blood was about to pour up.

And Galen didn't say much, just gave the golden lion an order in his heart.

The battle is back, and the sword light is overflowing.

....................................

After a long time, Cake Island.

It's actually not long ago, and it's only half an hour before Auntie was taken to heaven by Galen.

Half an hour is just a warm-up stage for the strong, and it is estimated that the two heavy tanks can fight for several days when they fight seriously.

Not to mention anything else, Doflamingo, who was beaten up by CP0 agents over there, still has the strength to breathe.

Although he is not far from death.

But Katakuri and the others are waiting on this island, but they are already waiting in a mess.

They didn't know what kind of hard damage Big Mom had suffered before, and they didn't know what special methods Galen would use after taking Big Mom to heaven.

Everything is unknown, only the fear that continues to ferment in the hearts of all is clearly present.

"What the hell is going on with Mom..."

Katakuri looked at the sky in the distance, but he couldn't tell anything because of the clouds.

Only with his keen and superhuman sense of hearing could he barely catch some thunderous roar from the sea breeze.

Apparently, Big Mom has been fighting Galen with serious injuries.

Finally, Katakuri's heart sank suddenly, and he sensed something unusual.

After a few breaths, the whole cake island became noisy.

The hustle and bustle comes from the Hormitz people on the island:

Houses, street lamps, trees, flowers, sculptures, tragedies, cookies, sweets...

Countless strange beings who were given consciousness by the aunt wailed in unison at this moment.

In the wail, the Hormitz collapsed as powerlessly as if they were harvesting wheat, and countless clusters of soul light flew out of them.

Some of them flew in all directions, chasing the arms of their original owners.

And those soul light clusters that had died from their original owners were immediately scattered in the air, exploding countless crystal points of light.

Like fireflies on a summer night, or like fireworks blooming in the sky.

"This..."

Everyone understood what such a sight meant.

Including Katakuri, a group of sons and daughters looked at the sky, their faces full of shock and panic:

"Mom is dead!"

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