"Extra! Extra!"
"The Richest Group and the Flying Pirates clash; all members of the Richest Group successfully retreat!"
"The Golden Emperor and the Golden Lion clash in a world-shaking battle!"
"To all officers and fleet captains"
A new day dawned. A large flock of News Coo took to the skies, selling reports on the Richest Group's clash with the Flying Pirates.
As expected, the news caused quite a stir, and its popularity skyrocketed!
Whether they were powerful or weak, the various organizations and pirate crews found the news hard to believe, or regarded it with wariness and disdain.
The Golden Emperor had made a name for himself.
Crocodile and the others had made names for themselves, too.
Of course, the Richest Group was no stranger to headlines like this. But their enemy was the Flying Pirates, and successfully retreating from them was enough to prove that the Richest Group had the strength to stand against them.
That was what made it so terrifying!
The first thought that came to some organizations and powerful figures when they saw the newspaper was that the Richest Group already had the power to fight the Flying Pirates—or even match them.
That meant the Richest Group had already become a hegemonic power in the seas.
There were only a handful of pirate crews at that level.
The strongest were the Flying Pirates and the Roger Pirates, along with the Whitebeard Pirates. A little weaker were the Explosion Pirates, the Beasts Pirates, the Big Mom Pirates, and the like.
By the standards of the future Four Emperors,
the Richest Group was already on the level of a Four Emperor.
"Ah~"
On Poppy Island, at the Golden Training Ground in the back hills,
two desperate screams rang out early in the morning, one accompanied by a string