Pirates: Kaido's brother Kaisa in the opening ghost island

This is a flat, empty plain area, with a rushing river dividing the plain into two worlds.

On the left are hundreds of meters high buildings rising from the ground, with bright lights and bustling traffic.

On the right, the land is dry, the houses are in ruins, and the soil is thousands of miles away.

A tall figure stood alone on the bank of the river, looking indifferently at the bustling city on the other side of the river.

He was tall and strong, but the heavy metal-style clothes he wore were a little dirty and worn.

After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Katakuri took a breath. The river bank beneath his feet shook. The soil surged up and turned into white waves, spreading towards the other side of the river like a stone bridge.

The river is only a hundred meters wide. With Katakuri's current strength, he only needs to exert part of the power of the Nuo Nuo Fruit to easily extend to the other side.

But now when he used his ability, his face showed a trace of fatigue.

But this trace of fatigue was covered up by his cold expression.

When he raised his right foot and was about to take a step, a little girl's call came from behind him.

"Brother Katakuri!"

Katakuri turned around and saw a thin and petite girl running towards him with bare feet and a dirty skirt in one hand.

The little girl was not slow and quickly arrived at Katakuri's feet.

Compared with Katakuri's height of 1.5 meters, her height of [-] meters seems extremely small.

"Huh...huh..."

The little girl ran quickly, holding her chest and panting: "Brother Katakuri, I heard from my father that there is a gourmet casino on the other side of the river. The people there are very fierce and we commoners are not allowed to go there. If we cross this If you cross the river, you will be directly attacked by the casino’s security.”

"Oh."

Katakuri simply responded and turned his attention to the other side of the river again.

At this time, in the bustling city on the other side, one could vaguely see men in black suits holding weapons, coming towards this side with ill intentions.

It seemed that what he had just done had already been monitored by the person opposite.

He turned around again, stepped directly onto the solid white long bridge, and walked towards the other side step by step.

"Go back, Yana."

"Kataku, look at brother!!"

Seeing that Katakuri could not be stopped, Yana's tears suddenly flowed out. She stretched out her trembling hands, trying to keep the tall figure from going forward.

A few hundred meters behind her, on the dry land, hundreds of haggard people, with bodies as thin as firewood and ragged clothes, were sitting on the ground.

Some people's eyes are dull, some people's eyes are full of attachment to life, and some people's eyes show despair.

Perhaps it was Yana's crying that woke everyone up from their trance.

The people who had been sitting on the ground for a long time, like mummies, moved slowly, struggled to get up, and looked here with empty eyes.

At the end of the blurry vision, there was only a tall figure, walking away alone.

An old man took a hard breath, moved his steps with a dead branch in his hand, and rushed towards Yana.

It took them more than ten minutes to walk just a few hundred meters.

When they walked to the river bank, all they heard in their ears, apart from the flow of the river and Yana's sobs, were only the sounds of loud shouts, screams, the roar of guns, and the clash of swords.

On the opposite bank of the river, a bloody fight had begun.

"The bastards from the ghetto are not allowed to cross this river. This is an iron law! Don't you know?"

A man in a black suit looked ferocious, holding a Gatling six-barreled machine gun in his hand, and fired wildly at Katakuri.

Da da da.......

The bullets were like metal storms, whizzing through Katakuri Gao's body.

But the men in black suits did not see the blood and flesh flying, and the tall man in front of them did not fall down in response.

I saw honeycomb-like holes appearing on the man's body, and the bullet penetrated his chest, from the front to the back, and hit the besieging people head-on.

In an instant, those who stood behind Katakuri and attacked him with various weapons were immediately hit by a storm of bullets, ruthlessly harvesting more than a dozen lives.

"What ability is this? Is this guy a monster?"

A look of horror appeared on the face of a man in a black suit.

The leading strong man slapped him on the back of the head, and shouted with fierce eyes: "What kind of monster? It's just some kind of special food cells. There's no need to make such a fuss! You've all seen the Four Food Kings, and they also have all kinds of magical powers." Ability. Don’t be afraid, take out the sword for me and go up to melee!"

As he said that, he took the lead, holding a mountain-climbing machete in his hand. The muscles in his upper body expanded, bursting his suit, and rushed towards Katakuri with a howl.

Katakuri casually grabbed a frightened head in a black suit, threw him to the ground, then raised his right leg high and stepped down hard.

With a snap, the head beneath his feet exploded like a smashed rotten watermelon.

The strong man's machete cut off a millimeter in front of his nose. Katakuri took half a step back and swept sideways.

Bang!

The slender thighs were like battle axes, and the spikes on the knees directly penetrated the strong man's waist, piercing his waist. The whole man was almost cut in half by the force of the force.

He screamed and fell out, falling to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Although he was not dead, his spine and pelvis were completely shattered, and he was destined to be a cripple for the rest of his life.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The strong man screamed and stared at Katakuri with great disgust.

More and more people in black suits surrounded him from all directions. They all drew out their long swords, shouted to encourage themselves, and slashed at Katakuri.

In an instant, a blade with a gleaming cold light slashed at him from all angles.

The palm of Katakuri's right hand squirmed, and a three-edged spear appeared. He knelt on one knee and inserted the spear into the ground.

"Earth Dragon - Space Cutting Slash."

shhhhh......

In a space of a hundred meters in radius, dark holes suddenly appeared, densely packed and crisscrossing.

Before the ferocious smiles on the faces of the men in black suits who rushed at them fiercely disappeared, they were cut by countless dark holes and cut into countless pieces.

The stumps of flesh and blood scattered all over the sky, falling to the ground like hail.

The blood dyed the earth red.

Katakuri, on the other hand, knelt on one knee and slowly raised his head in this bloody purgatory.

His face was extremely pale, and the hand holding Tu Long was trembling slightly.

He has not eaten any food for more than ten days.

And this is not the case where Our Lady of Katakuri distributes her food to the poor people behind her.

But along the way, he traveled through more than 1000 kilometers of wilderness, Gobi, dilapidated countries and cities, but he did not find any food.

On the other side of the river, it seems like a place abandoned by delicious food.

Not only was there no food, there were also those disgusting pigs that feed on people along the way.

Katakuri didn't expect that in this age of gourmet food, there would be such a place.

Until he saw the river, saw the bustling city on the other side, and smelled the aroma of food wafting from the other side.