Boom!
The air beneath Chaos's feet erupted. He shot into the sky like a spiraling arrow, a spiked club appearing in his hand once more, flames bursting around it as searing-hot steam billowed into the air.
Above the clouds, Mantis King felt Chaos closing in at terrifying speed. His pupils tightened, and apprehension filled his eyes.
Gild Tesoro's previous swing had left him badly shaken!
It had grievously wounded him. If not for his Zoan recovery, he would probably have died from that blow.
Now it looked like Gild Tesoro was planning to hit him again.
Without hesitation, Mantis King went into his full beast form, transforming into a streamlined praying mantis with a large blade-like body, mostly green and brown. He spread the thin wings on his back and flapped them, fleeing toward the horizon.
"Trying to run?"
Chaos hadn't expected Mantis King to flee so decisively. He couldn't let word get out that Pure Gold was in his possession—not when he wasn't strong enough to handle the consequences.
His enormous wealth had already made the whole world his enemy. If news of Pure Gold got out, plenty of forces would go to any lengths to capture him.
The situation would become hellish.
Right now, it was only difficult, and with his strength, he could still maneuver.
If things reached hellish difficulty, he'd be done for.
Chaos was arrogant and reckless, but he wasn't a brainless fool.
His first priority was to stay alive. Only with his life secure would he go out and stir up trouble. Otherwise, it would all be pointless.
He just needed a few more years. Then, even if news of Pure Gold got out, he'd be confident he could face a hellish level of difficulty. But he wasn't ready yet.
At present, only Chameleon