From Admiral to the Gotei 13

Katakuri slowly stood up, some blood foam came out between his snorts, and listening to Diarmuid's words, he was also helpless in his heart.

Is it the one I don't want to use the power of awakening?

I can't stand it!

In Diarmuid's opinion, Katakuri's physical strength is declining rapidly, but Katakuri knows in his heart that this is no longer a question of whether he is fast or unhappy.

His state is quite bad, but out of his own pride, he just didn't show it.

Do you really think that the 'Earthburst Celestial Star' that Diarmud let out just now be so pleasant?

The strong gravity squeezing, coupled with the fact that a piece of earth and rocks the size of a warship was all pressed against him, that feeling...

It's just sour!

At this moment, Katakuri was already on the verge of state collapse, so he couldn't directly defeat Diarmuid just now.

Now, he has tried his best to maintain the power that awakening brings to him, and he uses this power to a small extent to fight against Diarmuid.

"But that guy is right, if this continues, I will be the one who loses, so instead of this, it is better to gamble and have another full-blown outbreak...", Katakuri thought to himself.

In his heart, the originally slightly weak momentum on Katakuri's body rose up again.

As early as not long after the two fought, Katakuri had already used his sights and ears to be domineering, and he noticed that something had happened in the port.

If nothing else, it should be the Navy, that is, its own retreat was cut off.

Now, if you want to retreat calmly, the only way to defeat Diarmuid is to defeat it.

With the strength and talent shown by Diarmuid, he may not be well-known now, but he must be very valued within the Navy Headquarters.

If we can hold Diarmuid hostage, we may be able to force the navy out of here.

Thinking of this, Katakuri had no more distractions in his heart.

The momentum on his body is also constantly rising!

"That's right," said Diarmuid softly.

He slowly put away his fighting stance, and the momentum on his body also climbed, and at the same time, a light purple energy halo was inexplicably surging under his feet, ready to launch his ability at any time.

"Musou Donuts!" Katakuri snorted at first, using the power of awakening again.

In the air around his body, several doughnuts formed by huge rice cakes suddenly condensed.

With a gleam in his eyes, Diarmuid stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and Nagaso Mitoru who had originally fallen to the ground was directly guided by gravity and flew into his palm.

"Gravity Knife: Howling Tiger!!" Diarmuid raised his hand and slashed at Katakuri.

The blade turned into a tiger and let out a tiger roar.

Katakuri also roared in a low voice: "Glutinous Tuan !!"

As soon as the words fell, huge rice cake-like arms erupted from the several huge doughnuts around him, wrapped in armed domineering, and slammed towards Diarmuid.

The powerful fist directly defeated Diarmud's gravity knife, Diarmuid stepped on his feet, and his figure retreated, and at the same time, the Changzeng Mihu in his hand penetrated, and the energy in the circle continued to accumulate, wanting to burst out, but was suppressed by Diarmuid on the knife body.

Just by playing this set of moves, Katakuri already felt powerless, and his eyes were a little black, which was a precursor to exhaustion.

But this man, whose willpower is very firm, stepped on his feet violently, fixed the shaking figure, his eyes were red, and even his pupils shrank a little.

"Gallop, feast !!," Katakuri roared.

At this moment, he burst out with all the power in his body, and he didn't spare his hand at all.

In the blink of an eye, everywhere he looked, it seemed to turn into a rice cake, like a spider web, ejecting from the ground, covering the sky and the sun, and in just a moment, the entire battlefield was enveloped.

"This is—" Diarmuid looked up into the air, the sticky white rice cakes that were falling downward, as if to drown everything.

And his feet, which were also adhered to by rice cakes at this time, were affected to a certain extent.

Seeing and hearing the domineering, he quickly searched the surrounding situation, but found that there was no gap at all!

And this trick, Diarmud has never been impressed...

"Gravity Knife: Open Mountains and Seas!!" Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Diarmuid no longer hesitated, roared angrily, and slashed out all the huge energy that had been suppressed by Zeng Mihu in his hand.

After all, the huge amount of rice cakes covered everything on the battlefield, and after standing in place and gasping for a few seconds, Kataku chestnut had a look of relief in his eyes, did he finally win?

The momentum that he was still holding on quickly fell back, and in a short moment, he retreated from the state of destruction just now, and at this moment, it was as if any ordinary person could defeat him, very weak.

After calming his heavy breath a little, Katakuri stepped forward, ready to take a closer look.

But that's when he realized something was wrong!

The huge amount of rice cakes that should have calmed down is constantly decreasing, and it seems to be converging towards the location of Diarmuid just now, and flowing under the ground?

Before Katakuri could figure out what was going on, a slash broke through the sticky and heavy rice cake, and then, a figure, very embarrassed, came out of it, staggering, half-kneeling on the ground.

It was Dilmud.

At this time, one of his arms, as if the fracture was very serious, was bent unnaturally, and if you looked closely, there was a bloody wound on the forearm where a large number of rice cakes were adhered to it, and a sharp bone spur that was broken was being exposed to the flesh.

Really broken bones!

"Ahem!" Diarmuid spat out a mouthful of blood, not as easily as before, but a little as if he was vomiting, bleeding heavily.

The other arm, which was not injured, grabbed Nagaso Mitoru and stabbed into the ground, forcing his body to not fall.

After spitting out this mouthful of blood, Diarmuid seemed to feel better, and slowly raised his head, his body was full of rice cakes, and the rice cakes were soaked in blood and scarlet, and they looked very miserable.

His gaze was fixed on Katakuri, and Katakuri was also staring at Diarmuid.

In this way, it lasted for a long time before the true face of everything was revealed.

Half a meter behind Diarmuid, a huge abyssal gap appeared in the ground, as if it had been hit by a meteorite, bottomless.

It turned out that when the massive rice cakes just now fell with an unrivaled momentum, Diarmuid slashed out, and the target was actually under the ground.

At that time, the ground under his feet had already been assimilated by rice cakes, but Diarmuid was never convinced that Katakuri had the ability to assimilate the entire island's geology into rice cakes.

As it turned out, he was right, and the strong gravity that had been accumulated on the blade for a long time finally penetrated the rice cake, and smashed a large hole under his feet, and because of this, Diarmuid had some room to dodge and maneuver.

was not directly defeated by the massive rice cakes in an instant.

But even if he responded in time, he was still seriously injured, and it was not easy to carry it.

At this time, the sticky rice cakes also flowed down the deep pit, and if you look down from above, it is as if someone has dug a big pit under the ground to hold the rice cakes.

"Ahem..."Diarmuid coughed twice, the corners of his mouth grinned, with a hideous smile, looking a little crazy, looking at Katakuri, and said weakly: "Seeing that I was so seriously injured, but I didn't make a move... Katakuri, you shouldn't be such a benevolent opponent... If you want me to guess, it's because of the exhaustion of physical strength, even standing is exhausted, and there is no strength to shoot again?"

Katakuri looked at Diarmuid in silence, and after a long time, he calmed down his rapid breathing and said, "Maybe you're right, but it's me who is standing..."

"It's not just you. Diarmuid interrupted him directly.

Then, under Katakuri's astonished gaze, Diarmuid dragged his broken arm and clubbed Nagaso Mitoru to his feet, slowly but firmly.

After standing firm, Diarmuid jerked Nagaso Mi Hu out of the ground, raised his hand and pointed at Katakuri and said, "You lost!

As soon as the words fell, a force of gravity flew out on the blade.

This gravity is far less powerful than when Diarmuid erupted before, and it seems light and very weak.

But it was such a powerless ability to exert it, and after brushing over Katakuri's figure, the tall figure, unable to hold on any longer, fell on its back and slammed into the ground.

"Huh—" Diarmuid chuckled, breathing in a strong smell of blood.

Even the Chang Zeng Mi Hu Che in his hand couldn't grasp it, this famous knife, out of his hand, fell, the sharp tip of the knife, pierced into the ground, and stood in front of Diarmuid obliquely.

With a heavy step and a strong breath, Diarmuid slowly walked to Katakuri's side.

He glanced down, and at this time Katakuri's eyes were closed, his breathing was fluctuating, and he had completely lost the strength to resist, and he should be unconscious.

He didn't speak, and he wanted to open his mouth to say something about the winner's declaration, but looking at his closed eyes, Diarmuid felt a little bored for a moment, why taunt a loser?

As a winner, you should have the calmness and demeanor of the winner.

Even if he looked embarrassed and miserable.

"I wonder if Mr. Zefa will scold me when he sees me like this?" Diarmuid chuckled and muttered.

Then he walked towards the port.

But after only lifting it once, his movements and steps stopped.

"You're obviously unconscious, aren't you?" Diarmuid looked down helplessly, only to see that one of Katakuri's hands, at some point, was actually grabbed at his ankle.

Just as Diarmuid was about to break free from this guy, suddenly, a powerful momentum burst out from Katakuri's body in an instant.

This unprepared momentum exploded, directly stunned Diarmuid, his eyes rolled, his figure swayed, his feet floated, and he fell backwards.

"Overlord color... Domineering...," Diarmuid thought to the last one of his consciousness to be defeated.

However, at the moment when Diarmuid was about to fall, his eyes suddenly returned to their original state, no longer turning white, and at the same time, a domineering power that was not inferior to Katakuri's overlord color also erupted from his body!

"How is it possible, after winning, to lose to you this inexplicable overlord?" said Diarmuid.

The hedge of the two overlord-colored domineering forces spread to the entire island in an instant, and between the two of them, the air trembled, and the pitch-black lightning continued to burst out from the void, and the space also showed traces of fragmentation.

But this momentum came and went quickly, and after a moment of confrontation, Diarmuid's momentum suppressed Katakuri's domineering domineering.

After all, he passed out after all, and it was just an unconscious outburst.

In fact, although Katakuri's overlord color awakening was early, he has never been able to control it freely.

Otherwise, when he fought before, he would have used it a long time ago, and there was no such thing as keeping one hand.

At the same time, on the warship, Mr. Zefa looked at the chaotic overlord color domineering hedge on the island with some surprise, and muttered in shock: "Is it the overlord color?