Thunder God Island was one of the islands marked by the New World pointer. A miraculous island perpetually blanketed by lightning, it was where the Monk Pirates would land more than twenty years later.
As dusk approached, the Golden Lamborghini floated in the air. Crocodile, Betty, and Archino all stared at the island, shrouded in darkness beneath a sky filled with flashes of lightning and rumbling thunder, its surface hidden beneath heavy black clouds.
The island was covered in a sea of dazzling white lightning.
Even the thinnest bolt was as thick as a thigh. The closer they looked toward the center, the denser and thicker the lightning became. Some bolts were practically pillars of blinding light; just looking at them was enough to make your skin crawl.
"Boss, why are we here?"
Crocodile raised an eyebrow, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.
Betty and Archino felt the same way.
Weren't they supposed to go looking for Pure Gold? Why had they changed course halfway there?
Chaos puffed on his cigar, watching the waterfalls of lightning cascading from the sky. He looked quite pleased.
They hadn't come here for anything else. He just wanted to train!
Stussy hadn't sent any news about Kuma yet. Besides, there was no need to rush after "Pure Gold." Going to the Mariejois Sea now wouldn't help; that Lantern Fish wasn't easy to find.
The truth was, Pure Gold wouldn't be found until Monkey D. Luffy set out more than twenty years later. In other words, no one else would get their hands on it in the next twenty years.
What's more, he'd already told Stussy to keep an eye out for news from the Mariejois Sea.
Chaos wanted to train to see if he could increase the Goddess of the Heavens' height from