Chapter 178: Altona, Bolivar, and Berrix Sea will be renamed Totto Land!!

"Bang… Bang…"

"Clang… Clang…"

The sounds of battle echoed across the sea.

A relentless slaughter unfolded as swarms of Fallen Angels clashed with the Navy.

On one of the larger warships, Gerd stood atop Thundercloud Zeus, her towering form exuding menace.

Wearing a Shinigami mask and wielding a massive scythe, she was a terrifying sight. Her cold, penetrating voice resonated as she posed a chilling question to the trembling sailors below:

"Life… OR Death?"

"Ahhh!"

The wounded Navy soldiers, lying helpless in pools of their own blood, screamed in terror as their souls were forcibly extracted, leaving lifeless shells in their wake.

"Damn it…!"

On the flagship—a massive battleship—Vice Admiral Chekarl, the commander of G-11 Naval Base, looked grim.

He had not anticipated that the Fallen Angels, reinforced with souls infused into steel-bodied machines, would be so formidable. These constructs were impervious to conventional weapons, and their power was staggering.

Gripping his sword tightly, Chekarl imbued it with Haki and slashed at a charging Angel Homie, cutting deep into its steel frame.

The impact sent metal fragments scattering across the deck, revealing a tangle of exposed circuits and components.

"Tch—"

Before he could catch his breath, a towering six-winged Fallen Angel, its black metallic body gleaming menacingly, swooped down with murderous intent.

Its voice rang coldly:

"A Vice Admiral of the Navy? Prepare to meet your end!"

The creature lunged with a massive spear enveloped in Haki, aiming straight at Chekarl.

"Clang!"

Sparks flew as Chekarl managed to block the attack with his blade.

His expression darkened as he stared at the six-winged Homie, its humanoid face eerily lifelike beneath its helmet.

"A higher-tier Angel Homie?" he muttered in shock. "It's even capable of wielding Haki…"

The Fallen Angel spoke with a mechanical yet imposing voice:

"I am Belial, one of the 'Seven Commandments' of the Angel Army, representing the Sin of Sloth!"

Standing at the prow of the ship, Belial's massive frame radiated authority.

The gleaming black spear in its hands flashed as it lunged forward, piercing the air with terrifying precision.

This hulking Homie, clad in knightly armor and standing over three meters tall, was modeled after the infamous Warden of Impel Down, "Blood Prison" Ien.

Gerd had used Ien's soul to create this "Queen-Class" Homie, one of the strongest in her Angel Army.

Though not as formidable as Lucifer, the Sin of Pride and leader of the Seven Commandments, Belial was still a force that even a seasoned Vice Admiral like Chekarl struggled to contend with.

"The Seven Commandments?" Chekarl's eyes widened in shock.

His voice quivered as he pieced it together: "That means there are at least seven of these monsters?!"

Cold sweat dripped down his temples.

"Damn it… just how many powerful souls did they steal from Impel Down?"

The realization sent chills down his spine.

Belial, however, showed no mercy.

Its spear, as swift as a viper, weaved through the air with deadly intent. Chekarl gritted his teeth, meeting the attack head-on as their blades clashed in a brutal exchange.

The two combatants fought fiercely, their strikes sharp and unrelenting. But the difference in power soon became evident.

Chekarl was gradually being overwhelmed by Belial's relentless assault.

Meanwhile, far above the battlefield, reinforcements arrived in spectacular fashion.

A massive Sky Island, carrying the banner of the Fallen Angels, floated ominously toward the scene.

From the Navy fleet came cries of despair and disbelief:

"Vice Admiral, El has arrived!"

"Reinforcements? Just look at the size of that thing!"

"Is that really a Sky Island? It's massive—and it can fly!"

Compared to the terror and despair gripping the Navy, the atmosphere aboard the Fallen Angels Pirate Fleet was entirely different.

On the ships filled with Dream House members and newly recruited personnel, the sight of the massive Sky Island descending from the heavens left everyone awestruck.

When they learned it was El-sama personally leading reinforcements, their emotions surged with excitement and joy.

"El-sama has arrived!"

Seeing El's imposing figure atop Atlantis, Streusen couldn't contain his excitement. Activating Moonwalk, he leapt onto the Sky Island.

"Clang—"

His gaze fell upon the endless swarm of Angel Homies standing in orderly formation, their black metallic bodies gleaming ominously.

Streusen's pupils contracted as he gasped:

"These… these were all created by Gerd-sama?"

Though he had been prepared for a show of power, the sheer scale of the Angel Army left him profoundly shaken.

"Yes, most of them were created using the souls taken from the prisoners of Impel Down," El replied, nodding.

Casting his gaze toward the allied fleet below, he asked:

"What's the situation?"

Streusen steadied himself and reported:

"As expected, most of the recruits are inexperienced and untested in battle, so we've suffered some losses. However, they're within acceptable limits and won't impact the next phase of the Totto Land Plan."

Seeing the might of the Angel Army and the massive swarm aboard Atlantis, Streusen's confidence soared.

His expression lit up with anticipation:

"We're ready to move forward, El-sama."

Streusen continued with his report:

"Currently, in the three major regions of Altona, Bolivar, and Berrix, encompassing 35 islands, thanks to Sally-sama's assistance, more than half are already under our direct or indirect control. The World Government is only aware of a few."

"Among these, the most central and expansive island, known for its production of exquisite desserts, the Cake Kingdom, has been completely secured."

"Following your orders, the Hell Trading Company has invested heavily in manpower and resources over the past two and a half years to construct a grand palace of the highest standard, which will serve as the capital of the future Totto Land Kingdom."

"In addition, we've already amassed over 50 large warships, another 50 medium-sized warships, and dozens of various armed vessels from the Hell Trading Company. All of them are prepared and waiting at the Cake Kingdom."

El's expression remained calm.

"It's time to make our 'voice' heard across the world."

Looking at the sea battle below, which was nearing its end, El crossed his arms and turned to Linlin and Streusen:

"Linlin, Streusen."

"Here, El-sama!"

The two immediately straightened, sensing the moment they had waited for over eight years had arrived.

"From this moment on, the Totto Land Plan is officially in full motion," El announced without hesitation.

"You will each lead a division, reinforced with 10,000 Angel Homies, and follow the original plan to seize control of the nearest islands that have yet to submit."

Turning to his other trusted commanders, El called out:

"Rock, Jien, Moss, Nef, Oars, Stussy."

"Present!"

Each of them stepped forward, their expressions solemn.

"Atlantis will return directly to the Cake Kingdom, the central island and the heart of Totto Land. Meanwhile, each of you will lead your assigned divisions of 10,000 troops and launch coordinated assaults. Depart with your warships and secure the remaining islands."

El's voice was sharp and commanding:

"You have two days to complete your missions. Every remaining island must be brought under the Fallen Angels' control."

He raised his gaze, his tone decisive:

"In three days, the regions of Altona, Bolivar, and Berrix will be unified and renamed the Totto Land Seas."

"At that time, the Totto Land Kingdom, centered on Cake Island and comprising 34 other islands arranged like a celestial constellation, will officially declare its establishment to the world."

"Understood, El-sama. The mission will be completed without fail!"

The group responded in unison, their voices echoing with resolve.

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