Nearly six thousand pirates had been slaughtered by Tesoro like so much grass.
This might have been the most people Tesoro had ever killed at once since gradually gaining power and influence.
Even so, he felt he had wasted several dozen seconds.
That alone would have been enough, but aside from the corpses behind him, there was another group of troublesome individuals on the island.
The wind came from afar, lifting the hem of Tesoro's clothes.
The damp smell of earth mingled with the stench of blood, filling the air.
Tesoro's face was tense, and displeasure filled his gaze as he looked into the distance.
"I can't waste too much time here."
His icy voice, brimming with killing intent, faded into the wind.
A tide of liquid gold suddenly surged beneath Tesoro's feet, lifting him up and carrying him toward the distant coastline.
In the distance.
A group of CP0 agents coldly watched Tesoro charge straight toward them.
Anything connected to "lifespan" had always been a target of the World Government.
Even legends that could neither be seen nor touched...
The upper echelons of the World Government would dispatch CP0 to investigate them to the very end.
Such orders seemed to run through the entire history of the World Government.
CP0 did not know why the higher-ups were so obsessed with such an "existence." They only loyally carried out their orders.
Pure Gold was precisely the legendary object the World Government had been keeping watch over for so long.
Now that it had truly appeared, they were determined to obtain it.
"The target is approaching."
"Prepare to engage."
"Spread out and surround him!"
The CP0 agents suddenly scattered, surrounding Tesoro.
But at the same time—
The liquid gold transformed into countless arrows and shot toward them like a torrential rain.