The Battle Did End Instantly, But The One Who Was Defeated Was Master Cracker (2/5)

Qin Tian Yujian soared towards the imposing Cake Castle, slicing through the clouds like a thunderbolt.

From below, a roar of cheers erupted from the pirate crew, their wild voices echoing through the air.

Finn frowned. What was this? He'd just thrashed these men, beaten them within an inch of their lives, and they were cheering? Had they gone mad?

But in that very moment, Luo Gang's eyes widened in sudden realization. The pirates weren't cheering for him—they were looking at something else.

A hulking figure, towering at more than three meters, emerged before them, a man of immense stature and presence. He wore a helmet adorned with wild columns of mane, black-and-white biscuit-like armor covering his frame, the word "BIS" emblazoned proudly on his belt. His pointed beard jutted out menacingly, and his cape flowed behind him like the banner of a warlord. His right arm brandished an enormous biscuit-shaped shield, while his left hand gripped a gleaming sword that shimmered with an eerie light.

"Cracker…" Finn muttered, recognizing the looming threat.

Without hesitation, Finn leapt into action, the fairy sword beneath his feet carrying him toward Cracker with swift precision, riding the wind like a storm.

"Fool! You dare upset Mommy? I'll crush you!" Cracker roared, his voice booming as he tightened his grip on his monstrous sword. In an instant, the blade spun violently, shimmering with diamond-like energy.

"Waves‧Pretzels!"

With a thunderous cry, Cracker slashed his sword through the air, sending a wave of undulating energy straight at Finn, the sheer force of it splitting the sky in two.

But Finn, calm and composed, merely smiled, hands behind his back, as the fairy sword carried him forward in a dance of wind and light. His form flickered in and out of sight, dodging the attack with effortless grace, as though he were merely playing in the wind.

"What!?" Cracker's eyes widened in disbelief. His sword wave—a technique renowned for its speed, power, and wide reach—was rendered useless. Finn had evaded it with little more than a flick of his wrist.

No one escapes this attack. No one. Yet this man had not only avoided it, but continued advancing, his pace unbroken, as if Cracker was nothing more than an inconvenience.

"Damn you!" Cracker snarled, fury igniting in his chest. "Let's see how long you can keep this up!"

With a wild twist of his sword, Cracker unleashed the Big Wave Pretzel, stirring the energy in the air into a storm of sword waves, each more violent than the last. The battlefield seemed to turn into a raging ocean, with Finn's figure a mere boat bobbing amidst the chaos.

The pirates, watching with wild excitement, howled in delight. "Master Cracker is unstoppable!"

"He's got him now! That intruder's finished!"

"No one survives Lord Cracker's assault!"

But Cracker knew better. His brow furrowed as he watched Finn—this intruder was too fast, too nimble. Dodging his most powerful moves wasn't something just anyone could do. And now, in a matter of moments, Finn had closed the distance between them, from hundreds of meters away to within striking range.

"Not good…" Cracker's heart skipped a beat.

Finn leapt forward, closing the gap in an instant. With a flick of his foot, he propelled the fairy sword toward Cracker with explosive force.

Boom!

The sound reverberated through the air as Cracker was sent flying, crashing into a nearby building with a bone-shattering thud.

"What...what just happened?" the pirates stammered in disbelief.

Cracker's once-impenetrable biscuit armor cracked and shattered, pieces flying in all directions. Blood spurted from his mouth as he struggled to comprehend the situation. His eyes, wide with terror, locked onto Finn. "Who... who are you?!"

"For someone like you, that's too much information," Finn said coldly, his voice laced with disdain. Without further words, he pointed his right hand toward Cracker, and from behind him, a thicker, more powerful energy fairy sword materialized, glowing with deadly intent.

"Small role?!" Cracker's face contorted with rage. "You arrogant b*****d! The fight has only just begun!" His body trembled with fury as he activated his Armament Haki, the jet-black aura covering him in a shield of pure power.

But Finn's expression remained indifferent. "No. The battle is already over."

With those words, he swung his summoned sword, unleashing a torrent of sword energy toward Cracker. It looked ordinary enough, but Cracker could feel it—an overwhelming sense of doom. His instincts screamed at him, his body trembled uncontrollably.

This was no ordinary sword strike. This was sword intent—an intent so powerful that it locked the entire space around them, leaving Cracker paralyzed, unable to dodge, forced to meet the attack head-on.

As the sword energy descended, Cracker felt as if he were facing a tidal wave—an unstoppable force of nature. The weight of it crashed into him, his body freezing under its pressure before he lost consciousness and crumpled to the ground.

The difference in power was undeniable—Cracker had been utterly and completely crushed.

From Cracker's initial appearance to his defeat, only seconds had passed. Yet to the pirates and bystanders, it felt like an eternity.

Meanwhile, back in the Cake Castle, a guard scrambled toward Charlotte Linlin, stammering in fear. "Mom! The battle...the battle is over!"

Charlotte Linlin's children and loyalists broke into applause, already convinced of Cracker's victory.

"Where is Cracker?" Charlotte Linlin demanded, her voice like the rumble of a storm.

But the guard, his face ashen, could barely speak. "Cracker… has fallen."

As his words sunk in, a figure appeared at the doorway. Finn, his clothes fluttering in the wind, stood like a celestial being descended from the heavens, a fierce beauty in his eyes.

With a simple gesture, Cracker's broken body was tossed before them.

The room fell into stunned silence. No one could believe what they had just witnessed.

And the legend of Finn grew.