"Cruel Sun."
"Double!"
This time, it was Archino's turn to attack.
A fireball expanded to a thousand meters, ten thousand meters, and as it doubled, it expanded to a hundred thousand meters, and then violently compressed to the size of a basketball.
Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled, and the entire sky turned crimson white. Ripples appeared in the atmosphere.
The terrible temperature made the island begin to melt, and the surrounding sea level began to evaporate.
It was like a real sun was hanging.
"Whoosh ~"
Caesar was sweating and had already used Armament Haki.
Even Enel, Kuma, and Porusalino were the same. The temperature was too high.
"Boss, this is the limit!"
Archino grabbed the basketball-sized fireball and looked at Kaos who was not far away.
There were a lot of waves in his heart.
Looking at the boss, this temperature didn't seem to be a threat.
The gap suddenly became apparent.
"Enough!"
Kaos moved horizontally, grabbed Prometheus's body and poured it in. At the same time, his eyes widened, and the black and red lightning began to fall and pour in with the soul.
Slowly.
The fluctuations of life began to awaken.
The red and white fireball was filled with black and red lightning, which was as terrifying as Zeus.
"Father!"
After Prometheus received the information from the memories, he jumped towards Chaos in ecstasy. The high temperature on his body disappeared in the blink of an eye. However, his body was no longer orange. Instead, it was a combination of white, black-red, and golden-red.
The periphery was filled with black and red lightning.
Like Zeus, he became a tricolor sun.
It was a bit fancy.
"Welcome back."
Kaos patted Prometheus's head and smiled.
Boom.
The tricolor lightning rushed and Zeus suddenly knocked Prometheus away.
"Prometheus."
"Zeus."
The two were teary-eyed and had unspeakable joy.
"Go back!"
Kaos looked at Kuma, Caesar, Porusalino, and Enel who flew up.
Kuma nodded and after making a mirror, everyone walked in and disappeared, leaving a mess and a sea of magma.
Night.
The lights were bright.
The City of Gold was slowly becoming lively. A large number of tourists and forces came from all directions to Cake Island to enter this legendary city of wealth.
It was more like an archipelago than a city.
This was because there were a large number of unranked islands scattered all over the White Sea.
Stussy's death did not affect Golden City.
After all, the Golden City had been transforming into a space carrier. Although it wasn't fully completed yet, navigation wasn't a problem.
"Excuse me, why is this bitch here?"
On the long table filled with delicacies, Betty finished a glass of red wine and pointed at Porusalino, who was sitting next to the bear.
The woman was cutting the steak absent-mindedly, and her posture was as casual as it could get.
Wasn't he a prisoner?
Why are you sitting here?
Could it be?
Bakara, Ivankov, Bonis, and Crocodile all looked at Kaos who was sitting at the head of the table.
As for Enel, Kuma, and the others, they had already seen them during the day when Prometheus and Zeus were created.
There were also Poseidon, Napoleon, and a few other Homies at the table. They were very happy with the resurrection of Zeus and Prometheus. They could play together again.
Therefore, they quickly finished eating and went out to play.
"Porusalino will be the tenth leader of the Richest Group from now on."
Kaos slowly stuffed a piece of Homies into his mouth and then looked at Porusalino. "If you want to restore your male body, look for Old Wan. Since you are part of the group, some grievances can be put aside."
"Boss, wait."
Betty stood up and put her hands on the table. She looked at Kaos with a 'don't tease me' expression.
"Are you sure you want her to be the leader?"
"What else?"
Kaos shrugged and looked at Betty innocently.
"Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say!"
After confirming that Kaos wasn't joking, Betty curled her lips and sat down with a look of disdain.
Right now, the wealthiest group didn't need a new leader at all.
Most importantly, it was his former arch-enemy, the kind that he hated to the bone. No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem safe.
However, on second thought, the Boss must have a sense of propriety.
He was too lazy to worry about it.
"Blub, blub ~"
At this moment, a Den Den Mushi rang.
Everyone ate and drank, and Bakara took out a Den Den Mushi from her long tail skirt.
"Alright, got it."
After connecting the Den Den Mushi, Bakara slapped the table and motioned everyone to look over.
"There's news about the Yellow Springs Fruit."
"It is suspected to be in the hands of Akagami (Red Hair) Pirates."
The air was still.
"Let's go."
Kaos put down his wine glass and looked at everyone. He was a little excited.
Finding the Acheron Fruit meant that he could revive the stupid little Xixi. After this woman left, he was not used to it.
He really missed that pair of big white eyes.
Boom!
A thunderbolt flashed over the Golden City, and a long river of thunder disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It was accompanied by BGM: Kade Bostan – Early Morning Dreams.
"It's Thunder God."
"Where are they going?"
"It seems that there's a Tyrant."
Many people in the Golden City raised their heads.
Now that the Golden City has appeared, it's a great event.
Is it appropriate for Thunder God and Tyrant to leave at this time?
The news also spread to the ears of many forces.
At the same time.
The Akagami (Red Hair) Pirates have also left their nest and are heading towards Cake Island. In terms of grievances, the Akagami (Red Hair) Pirates and the wealthiest group are also enemies.
Not to mention the hatred of his arm, Usopp died in the hands of Kaos, strictly speaking, he was killed by the aftermath, but for Jesuit, it's also the pain of losing a son.
Not to mention other grievances.
In short, each of the Yonkō (Four Emperors) has grievances with the wealthiest group.
The only one in the world.
Even the wealthiest group is the enemy of the world, and they haven't been jointly killed.
"Why did the Golden City appear this time?"
On the deck.
Beckman has been thinking about it.
Since the death of the Golden Emperor in the War of the Best, the Golden City has never appeared again.
In addition to the threat of the forces, Thunder God and other leaders will destroy the enemy forces with overwhelming force and then disappear.
Perhaps it's because there are fewer of them, so they don't feel as arrogant as before.
But now they're appearing with great fanfare, they're afraid that the outside world doesn't know about it. No matter how you look at it, it's not right.
It's in line with the operation of the wealthiest group.
But the key is behind these operations, every time it's accompanied by a big event, there will always be a few deaths, and it will even cause a huge wave, and the hot search will definitely not escape.
Beckman has some doubts that this is a trap.
"It's been confirmed that the Navy, Blackbeard, White Beard, Kaido, Revolutionary Army, Shichibukai, Underground King have all acted, not counting other Pirates and Kingdom forces."
Rakiro bit the meat leg.
"It seems that they all want a piece of the pie. The key is that three of the red guiding stones are in the hands of the wealthiest group. Kaido and Blackbeard's goal is probably this and the Golden City."
"Although we're not interested, these things can't fall into the hands of Kaido and Blackbeard."
In vain.
Akagami, who was drinking, put down the jug and looked at the left side of the sky with a dignified look.
The others quickly found the problem and all stood up.
Rumble ~
There was a deafening roar of thunder, and a blue light was reflected in everyone's eyes, and it only took a few seconds to cross the air.
"Thunder God."
"Tyrant."
The thunder disappeared, revealing the figures of Enel and Kuma.
Before Akagami could speak, Kuma opened his hands and created a mirror.
The next moment.
The mirror rippled, and a pair of hands stretched out from it, grabbed the mirrors on both sides and walked out.
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