96 96. The Hundred Beasts Debut, The Four Emperors Team Up, And The Naval Headquarters Are Shocked!
In homage to the illustrious Golden Emperor Tezzolo.
Hashirama's countenance bloomed into a smile, his focus elsewhere.
His gaze fixed upon Cracker and the myriad soldiers composed of cookies standing alongside him.
A solitary eyebrow of Hashirama's ascended inquiringly.
In gracious tones, he uttered, "My gratitude extends to you, Cracker."
"This particular soldier crafted from cookies," he mused, "has imparted a spark of inspiration unto me."
Saying so, Hashirama promptly applauded, his palms colliding with a soft cadence before him.
"Behold, the Wood Style in the semblance of beast clones!" Hashirama's voice resounded.
Hashirama's declaration dissipated into the air.
Beside him, forms sculpted from timber emerged into existence.
Wolves prowled, tigers stalked, bears lumbered, and leopards crouched.
Each visage fixed a fierce grin upon Cracker's battalion of biscuit soldiers, one after another.
To assert that Cracker's forces of confectionary warriors appeared rather drab was an understatement.
A monotonous similarity shrouded them all.
Yet, in the presence of Hashirama's Wood Clone, a striking simulation akin to living creatures emerged.
Wood Style did more than merely furnish them with robust corporeality; it seemed to bestow an essence of sentience.
Hashirama's hand executed a wave, a signal unto his newly formed beastly replicas.
With calculated swiftness, the beast clones surged toward Cracker's delectable soldiers.
In the fleeting interlude that followed.
Cracker's brigade of edible infantry found themselves grounded, incapacitated by the onslaught.
Even Cracker's utilization of Armament Haki resembled clutching his very own confectionary footmen.
Alas, Hashirama's beastly clones possessed an insurmountable supremacy.
Cracker's contingent was pitiable in the face of this overwhelming might.
Observing this tableau.
Perot's resolve plummeted once more.
Cracker, the mightiest among the trio.
Yet, when confronted with the godlike presence of Senju.
Cracker's performance waned, a wan semblance of power.
How to surmount such a predicament?
In his heart, Perot grappled with the turmoil of retreat.
Nonetheless, their ambitions extended to the Whitebeard sea domain.
Should they falter here, Cake Island would beckon their return.
And Big Mom, she would undoubtedly hold him accountable.
This was an eventuality Perot ardently sought to avoid.
A confrontation with Hashirama and Madara loomed ominously.
Yet, he lacked the mettle to engage them directly.
Cracker's addition was a mere drop in the bucket.
Vastly disparate from the venerable Garp.
A clash entailed the perilous possibility of drowning in the unforgiving sea.
Perot's contemplations swirled, much like a tangle ensnared in a thicket.
Just as despair seemed to mount its crescendo.
Hashirama showcased his will to deny them respite.
"..."
His utterance paused, suspended in midair.
Then, abruptly, his gaze fixated upon the distant horizon.
Madara, too, perceived the subtle shift and followed suit.
Together, they beheld an imposing flotilla emerging from the boundless expanse of the ocean.
Both in quantity and caliber, it exceeded the composition of the Big Mom pirate armada.
More than that.
At its vanguard sailed twin colossal vessels.
One undoubtedly the Mammoth, its imposing visage featuring the gargantuan likeness of an elephant's cranium.
A vessel once consumed by conflagration during the pursuit of Natalia.
However, such matters bore no consequence.
Jack had laboriously reconstructed the vessel.
And Sipps Head and Kim Rummy persisted as sole survivors of that calamitous event.
Fed exclusively on synthetic Devil Fruits, the specter of seawater proved impotent.
The other mammoth entity.
This one bore the imprimatur of Plague Quinn.
Quinn, having marshaled an extensive entourage for this expedition.
Foremost among them, Ling Kong Liu, his staunch subordinate.
The trio of Peggy Wan, Fuzifu, and Sasaki accompanied him this time.
Within the midst of the Beasts Pirates armada.
Two principal calamities presided.
Three of Ling Kong's six progeny stood among them.
A coalition of catastrophe was thus established.
Notably, the power this assembly wielded exceeded that of the Big Mom pirate confluence.
Eagerly did the Beasts Pirates armada draw near.
Hashirama's gaze dimmed imperceptibly.
A silent sigh wafted from his depths.
Madara sensed the subtle shift and gazed upward.
A fleet that neither bore the emblem of the Big Mom pirates nor the Beasts Pirates approached from the distant sea.
Quantity and quality positioned it beyond the purview of these known adversaries.
Two monumental vessels led the cavalcade.
One, the colossal Mammoth, its sinewy trunk and features of a gargantuan pachyderm.
This, undoubtedly, was Jack's refurbished creation.
A vestige of the Mammoth obliterated in flame during the Natalia pursuit, now reborn.
Sipps Head and Kim Rummy endured as its sole survivors.
Nourished solely by synthetic Devil Fruits, the menace of seawater held no dominion over them.
The other grand vessel.
Attributed to Plague Quinn.
A considerable retinue accompanied Quinn on this sojourn.
Ling Kong Liu ranked among his loyal retinue.
Notably, this expedition saw the inclusion of Peggy Wan and Fuzifu among Quinn's followers.
Within the Beasts Pirates' naval array.
Two harbingers of catastrophe took their positions.
Three of the six sons fathered by Ling Kong Liu were instrumental.
This assembly engendered a fateful fusion of calamitous might.
Indeed, this martial might eclipsed that of the Big Mom's coalition.
As the Beasts Pirates' maritime host drew proximate.
Hashirama's irises contracted infinitesimally.
A hidden sigh seemed to emanate from his very core.
Madara detected the subtle shift and redirected his gaze upward.
In a realm unclaimed by the insignia of the Big Mom Pirates or the Beasts Pirates.
A grandiose fleet navigated the waves from the far-off horizon.
Both in numerical abundance and qualitative distinction, it exceeded the pedigree of the Big Mom pirate armada.
Surpassing mere quantity, however.
Leading this armada were two monumental vessels.
One, undoubtedly, was the Mammoth—a colossal leviathan with a proboscis crowned in the semblance of an elephant's visage.
The Mammoth, previously consumed by flames in the pursuit of Natalia, now stood reconstructed.
The surviving remnants, Sipps Head and Kim Rummy, bore witness to its reincarnation.
Feeding exclusively on artificial Devil Fruits, the specter of seawater posed no threat.
Beside the Mammoth, another imposing vessel.
Attributable to Plague Quinn.
An extensive entourage accompanied Quinn on this voyage.
Foremost among them, Ling Kong Liu, an unwavering adherent.
Peggy Wan and Fuzifu, members of Quinn's retinue, were likewise in attendance.
Embedded within the Beasts Pirates' naval armada.
Two devastating entities emerged.
Three of Ling Kong's six progeny found their place among these harbingers of catastrophe.
Their assembly constituted a formidable force, surpassing even the Big Mom pirate amalgamation.
The vanguard of the Beasts Pirates' maritime procession closed in.
Hashirama's gaze converged slightly.
An inaudible exhalation seemed to emanate from within.
Madara sensed the imperceptible shift and shifted his sight to the heavens.
A magnificent fleet traversed the distance from the horizon, free from the insignia of the Big Mom Pirates or the Beasts Pirates.
In both quality and quantity, it eclipsed the notable muster of the Big Mom pirate fleet.
An even greater distinction lay in its leadership.
At the helm sailed two colossal vessels.
One, unmistakably, was the Mammoth—a massive vessel crowned with an elephantine visage.
The prior incarnation of the Mammoth had been consumed by flames during the pursuit of Natalia, yet now stood regenerated.
Survivors Sipps Head and Kim Rummy bore witness to its resurgence.
Nourished by synthetic Devil Fruits, their imperviousness to seawater remained undiminished.
Beside the Mammoth, another grand ship.
Attributed to Plague Quinn.
An expansive entourage accompanied Quinn's expedition.
Leading the retinue, Ling Kong Liu, an unwavering adherent.
Peggy Wan and Fuzifu, among Quinn's supporters, were present as well.
Immersed within the Beasts Pirates' naval formation.
Two entities of dire significance emerged.
Three of Ling Kong's six progeny played pivotal roles.
Their amalgamation constituted a force unmatched, surpassing even the might of the Big Mom pirate assembly.
The Beasts Pirates' maritime vanguard advanced.
Hashirama's focus contracted marginally.
A muted exhalation appeared to ripple from his innermost being.
Madara perceived the imperceptible shift and turned his gaze skyward.
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