Chapter 115: Strong Ghost, What Is Your Choice?
After opening his mouth and spitting out the blood in his mouth, Sith wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth very casually, and calmly told the members of the Big Mom Pirates who had slowly surrounded him, and calmly told his biggest secret.
"I have two names, one is my biological father's, and the other is my adoptive father's."
However, after the Sith said this, he didn't say anything about that thing, because he didn't think that thing should be said in this place.
Sith looked at the woman in front of him who was still laughing maniacally, and let out a cheerful smile.
"I never used my biological father's power when I fought against you before, after all, when my brother was able to come to my side, I asked them to use the power of the point to seal my power."
Big Mom stopped smiling.
"So, strong ghost, what is your choice?"
The guys around him also seemed to realize something, their eyes suddenly became gloomy, and even one of them had picked up his trident and walked towards the person who was standing there, looking unable to move.
"But, even now, I don't have any intention of wielding that kind of power, because ah, this kind of power itself was only prepared for the battle against my father, and how could it be used against you juniors."
"Then please die immediately."
Looking at Katakuri who suddenly attacked, Sith calmly tapped his fingers on the trident he had chopped with great precision, and almost instantly repelled that attack.
"The limit of strength has not been reached in the first place, so how can it be said to be a desperate situation?"
The Sith's body began to slowly appear black armed with a domineering color.
"My techniques are all on the stick, I admit this, and it is precisely because of this that I have also been punched by you so much because of my negligence, but this does not mean that I have really given up, but because, I feel a little uncomfortable showing such a thing in front of you, but now, I have to show it."
Almost instantly, Big·Mom's steel balloon-like body was hit hard by a man who was almost the height of Big·Mom, and even when Big·Mom reacted and defended, the man easily repelled the largest member of the encirclement when everyone around him was a member of the Big·Mom Pirates.
The muscles in the Sith's body began to skyrocket, but it was not the Sith who untied the power he had sealed, but silently returned the most terrifying life among the six naval styles that he learned as a navy to the extreme - all the energy accumulated in his body from all the food he usually ate was converted into the power he should have when he fought, of course, in such a process, The Sith still used a considerable part of his energy to recover from the scorching heat of the thunder and flames.
"In the navy, although there are many people who use weapons, the vast majority of people prefer to use their fists when fighting."
Sith stood where Big·mom had been, looking at his fist that had been covered in pitch black, and his face showed a very calm expression.
"Unfortunately, my father is the one who likes it the most and is the best at using his fists."
The figure of the Sith disappeared in front of many people again, but, at this time, Katakuri had already used his sights and sounds to capture the monster moving at high speed in the air, and used his awakening to slow down the man's speed, but, even so, Katakuri did not prevent the burly man from colliding with his mother.
Two men, one is a half-giant lieutenant general among the vice admirals, and the other is growing up in Elbaf, destroying a village at the age of five, killing the mother of the giant hero, and under the gaze of many people, they are engaged in the most primitive, but also the most crazy confrontation - the confrontation of strength and resistance to beating.
Two behemoths were engaged in a frantic confrontation in that area with a radius of only thirty square meters.
The fist attack, the head collision, the two giants scuffled together at will, but this kind of action gave everyone a feeling that they could not defend at all, of course, in fact, the two sides in the wrestling did not make any defensive movements at all.
Although everyone present had full confidence in her mother, in fact, in such a confrontation, the mother who could not kill her body even with bullets and swords, even with the assistance of Zeus and Prometheus, was suppressed by the man with pure brute force.
"After sealing my own strength, although I have lost a lot of strength, this does not mean that my strength has completely disappeared, but because of the disappearance of that power, the strength I have honed from the exercise is more pure, and of course, the armed color has become more tenacious because of that seal."
Almost instantly, the Sith grabbed the woman's arm, and with the thunderous roar of Homiz Zeus in the woman's hand, the man lifted Big·Mom's burly body with a single hand, and in complete wrestling, the man still outperformed Big·Mom.
"By the way, Big Mom, my teacher is Zefa, do you think the old man you can see will not be able to see it?"
The Sith made a tossing motion, and the next moment, Big·mom's terrifying body was thrown like a ball by the Sith.
I'm a ghost, a ghost of resentment who inherited my mother's blood.
It's just that even a ghost was infected by that group of stupid people, at least when I didn't face the man I hated, I was still a navy.
Sith grinned and showed a hearty smile, but it was such a smile that made people feel silly - inheriting the smiles of Zefa and Karp, so that this man was full of majestic charm even under the mask of ghosts and gods, of course, more of a stupid charm.
However, everyone present could not sense this charm, they felt more of the man's ghost-like power and the madness under the ghostly power.
"I really didn't expect that someone would have a hand-to-hand fight with my mother at this time, especially at this time, I also threw my mother away, do you know what you woke up?"
Katakuri struggled to block the limbs of the man who had made the throwing motion even though he was still motionless with his glutinous rice, allowing him to keep the throwing motion. At the same time, his eyes were on the direction of his mother, who had left this place, because he knew that the amazing mother had returned, and she was no longer a mother who could be directly faced with her strength alone.
Just now, my mother used the ability of the soul fruit.
Even if he doesn't use his own knowledge and experience, this man seems to see victory - his mother at this time is invincible.