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[M.F.S] Ch 159: The Real War Begins!
🕑 Added 2025-03-25 02:58:21 +0000 UTC— — — — — — —
Night had fallen once again.
But this time, no one dared to let their guard down.
Every warrior stood with solemn expressions, their eyes filled with determination.
"Stay sharp!" someone warned.
"Hmph!" Daifuku scoffed, brimming with confidence. "Second Brother, as long as I'm here, no one can set foot inside my Demon Labyrinth! If they think they can break through and invade Totto Land, they're dreaming!"
At that moment, Daifuku's arrogance was on full display. But it wasn't baseless—it was the confidence of someone who knew the power he held.
Stand Ability: Demon Labyrinth!
An ability so broken that it was practically a cheat code in large-scale battles.
However, Perospero remained cautious. "Take this seriously! No matter how confident you are, we must ensure absolute stability. We can't afford any mistakes."
Daifuku nodded, his tone now serious. "Don't worry, Second Brother. I understand the consequences of being careless. Besides, Counter and Gala are also standing guard, and the army of Biscuit Soldiers is fully prepared."
"Good." Seeing that everything was set, Perospero finally relaxed and returned to Cake Island.
There were still more matters to discuss.
With a sharp sound, Perospero stepped out of the mirror portal and immediately reported, "Big Brother! Everything is in place. Daifuku, Counter, and Gala are on guard, along with 100,000 Biscuit Soldiers. There won't be any problems."
"Good," Joey said, nodding solemnly.
After making Perospero sit down, Joey began explaining, "There are over a thousand enemy warships, each armed with firepower five times stronger than the standard. Their total forces number around one million. But what's most concerning is that nearly every ship carries at least one Bronze Rank 4 to Bronze Rank 8 warrior."
He laid out the intelligence reports one by one.
These were the findings brought back by Mondée.
Using the clear-clear Fruit along with a Concealment Orb, Mondée had spent an entire day infiltrating enemy ranks, gathering every piece of intel she could.
But some rooms were heavily guarded, leaving Mondée with no openings to exploit.
Perospero's expression was grave. "Big Brother, this intelligence is already invaluable. We now have a clear picture of the enemy's strength. But…"
"I know what you're about to say." Amande interrupted, her tone serious. "We must admit, the World Government's resources are terrifying. Even after exhausting other methods, their raw power alone is enough to make anyone shudder."
Compote added, "If these forces were deployed elsewhere, even Totto Land's defenses might not be able to hold them back. We're only able to resist because of our naturally defensible terrain."
Analyzing the reports, Katakuri spoke calmly. "No weaknesses. The enemy is flawless in every aspect. If we want to defeat them, we'll have to do it head-on. Schemes and tricks won't work—this is a well-trained, ironclad army with no openings."
He shook his head. "A direct confrontation will be difficult. While victory is possible, the potential losses are unacceptable. That's what concerns me most."
With Totto Land's geography and their unique abilities, wiping out these enemy soldiers wouldn't be too difficult.
But…The real challenge was minimizing their own casualties.
If they couldn't do that, then the victory would be meaningless.
Joey chuckled softly. "You're all forgetting something important. This is war—there's no need to fight fair. Our goal is to crush them, nothing more."
Everyone froze for a moment.
Then, realization dawned on them.
Amande's eyes gleamed. "Big Brother, I see what you're getting at. Poison or toxins would be the most effective method. But… wouldn't they be prepared for that?"
Joey smirked. "And if they are? What does it matter?"
His lips curled into a sinister grin.
"Sometimes, even if you see an attack coming, there's nothing you can do to stop it."
Joey had absolute confidence in his plan.
After all…He had access to the Multiversal Family System.
Through the system's trading feature, he could easily acquire the deadliest poisons imaginable.
Toxins that would be considered relics of ancient, ruthless civilizations.
"Ohhh—"
His siblings nodded in understanding.
Then Joey continued, "Don't overthink things. No matter how strong their army is, don't let it cloud your judgment. A million soldiers may seem daunting, but remember—your future is far greater than any of this. Don't let this battle shake your resolve."
"Big Brother!"
"We understand!"
Their eyes burned with determination.
Joey nodded. "Good. Now, this time… Opera, you and the other four need to make a name for yourselves."
Opera hesitated, then quickly realized what Joey meant.
This was their chance to establish dominance.
To become legends.
That was Joey's true goal.
He wanted his five younger brothers to earn fear and respect worldwide.
A force so terrifying that simply hearing their names would make enemies abandon any thought of invading Totto Land.
— — —
The next day
the war began.
No words were exchanged. No need for negotiations.
Both sides understood: This was a battle to the death.
"Advance!" the enemy general commanded, his voice steady and ruthless. "Maintain formation! Proceed as planned! No mistakes!"
His army moved with military precision, showcasing terrifying discipline and power.
But Totto Land was ready.
"Attack!" Amande's voice rang out, commanding an army of over a million Biscuit Soldiers aboard Biscuit Ships.
They charged fearlessly into battle.
It was a terrifying sight.
BOOM!
The battlefield erupted in explosions and cannon fire.
Joey stood atop his floating cloud ship, watching the battle.
He whispered, "This is your moment… you five little brats better not disappoint me."
As both sides clashed, the true bloodbath began.
"Advance!" the enemy general ordered coldly, pushing forward at all costs.
These soldiers were ruthless.
They didn't fear death.
They had only one mission—storm Totto Land and annihilate everything in their path.
Unfortunately for them… They were up against an army with seemingly infinite numbers.
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"Hmph!"
Cracker slumped weakly onto a sofa, gritting his teeth in frustration. "Damn bastards! You're here to challenge my big bro? Well then, let me show you what my Biscuit Soldiers are capable of!"
Clearly, whatever Cracker had been up to the night before had left him utterly exhausted.
Given the sheer number of Biscuit Soldiers on the battlefield today, it was obvious—he had gone all out creating them overnight.
That alone proved just how monstrous his abilities were.
"ROAR!"
Suddenly, the battlefield shook with an earth-shattering dragon's roar!
The deafening battle roar was followed by the arrival of five warriors—Opera, Counter, Cadenza, Cabaletta, and Gala!
The Five Generals had entered the battlefield.
Transforming into their hybrid beast forms, they unleashed their full power, cutting down enemy soldiers with ruthless efficiency.
"Hmm?"
The general furrowed his brows, his expression turning grim. "The Five Generals… So these are Totto Land's so-called elite warriors."
He had heard of them before.
In the pirate world, Big Mom and her top commanders—Katakuri, Cracker, and Compote—were widely feared.
But among nations and military forces, the Five Charlotte Generals had an even greater reputation.
Their names were known across the seas, and every major power recognized them as an overwhelming force.
"Azure Dragon Slash!"
Opera's eyes blazed with a terrifying light as he swung his weapon.
"ROAR!"
A powerful burst of energy shot forth—the massive glaive in his hands seemed to transform into a raging azure dragon, crashing down with unstoppable force.
In mere seconds— Over a dozen enemy ships were completely obliterated.
"Hmm—"
The general's sharp eyes flickered with dissatisfaction.
Clearly, the battle was slipping out of his control.
The Five Generals were proving to be far more dangerous than anticipated.
Their fighting style at sea was devastating— If they couldn't kill their enemies directly, they would simply destroy their ships, leaving them helpless in the water.
"Tch."
The general let out a cold snort before barking his next command. "Send in the captains! Kill these five bastards at once!"
"Yes, sir!"
A soldier rushed off to relay the order.
The general's voice remained icy as he muttered to himself:
"On this battlefield, five warriors mean nothing. You think you can use my men to make a name for yourselves? Hah! You've miscalculated—big time."
His gaze hardened.
He had already figured out the Joey's intentions.
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