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Chapter 119: Setting Course for Whitebeard!

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Aizen with the Hogyoku, Yamamoto, Ichibē Hyōsube and Dangai Ichigo, all top-tier powerhouses in the Bleach universe. That level of power, equivalent to my third Resurrección, or 100% fusion!

At that level, Imu and the others would be defeated efficiently.

"You... you can devour souls too, can't you?" Big Mom, transformed into her monstrous form, dominated the sky, Zeus, Prometheus, and Napoleon, her Homies created from fragments of her own soul, orbiting her like loyal satellites.

She could absorb them to bolster her own power. Ian, in his released form, was the true embodiment of a Devil. His appearance in newspaper articles was merely a glimpse of his power. The sea of Homies swirling above, threatening to rain down destruction, was a testament to her immense soul power. Yet, it was this very power that allowed her to sense the danger emanating from Ian.

"Isn't devouring souls a Devil's prerogative?" Ian replied, his pitch-black spiritual pressure staining the very air around him.

He unfurled his own wings, ascending to confront Big Mom, dividing the sky into two distinct domains. However, the scale of their power was vastly different.

Ian effortlessly commanded over sixty percent of the sky, while Big Mom struggled to maintain her forty percent, her efforts clearly strained.

The atmosphere in Totto Land had grown heavy, devoid of its usual vibrancy. All the Homies had been devoured, either by Ian or Big Mom herself, and Ian's power continued to surge, visible only to them as streams of multicolored light converged upon him, the majority flowing towards the raven-haired Devil.

Big Mom finally understood the secret behind Ian's rapid growth. Devouring souls... In just two short years, he had risen from a relative unknown to a Warlord, and now, he surpassed even the Yonko.

"As expected of an unprecedented Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit. Darkness, lightning, sand, snow... You command elements beyond your inherent abilities. And you can even steal the powers of others, can't you? That sand... that's Crocodile's power!" Big Mom exclaimed, her voice laced with a mixture of awe and fear.

She suppressed her shock. If her suspicions were true, then Whiskey Peak, Thriller Bark, Sabaody Archipelago, and even Totto Land itself, all locations teeming with souls, had been his hunting grounds.

It was no wonder he had targeted her. And Impel Down... he had slaughtered countless prisoners there. Who knew the extent of his power now?

She was aware of those soul-rich locations, but for some reason, her Soru Soru no Mi had a limit. Otherwise, she would have long since claimed the title of Pirate King.

"Ikoku Sovereignty!" Big Mom unleashed her most powerful attack. The atmosphere crackled and groaned under the weight of Napoleon, her emperor sword, imbued with the immense power she had possessed since childhood, even surpassing the giants of Elbaf.

Even the fabric of space itself trembled under the force of her attack.

The sea and sky churned, the world itself seemed to shudder, and space itself fractured as the shockwave, powerful enough to shatter islands, erupted outwards, lacking the refined sharpness of Mihawk's swordsmanship, but possessing a raw, destructive power that rivaled Kaido's own brute force.

Facing Big Mom's earth-shattering attack, Ian remained unfazed. He raised his right hand, and his Zanpakuto, which had vanished upon his transformation, materialized as a blade of pure moonlight.