The sun rose!
Chaos had already spent two days in the treasure vault.
No one came to disturb him. Everyone else carried on with their own business in an orderly fashion.
News of the Richest Group clashing with the Flying Pirates would have been trending if no other major news had broken!
But just yesterday, word had come from the New World of Sengoku and Garp clashing with the Roger Pirates, as well as a conflict between Kaido and the Explosion Monarch.
There was also the news that Admiral Black Arm Zephyr had captured a Great Pirate with a two-billion-Berry bounty, among other stories.
All these headlines together had made the seas exceptionally lively over the past two days.
By comparison, reports about the Navy's three Logia Rear Admiral women and the Moria Pirates seemed rather insignificant.
But trouble could always come crashing down from the sky.
That day, while Chaos was contemplating the awakening of the Gold-Gold Fruit, he suddenly looked up. Through the golden ceiling, he seemed to see the atmosphere itself.
Bzzzzzz!!!
A suffocating, weighty rumble rang out, like a meteor crashing down from beyond the heavens.
The air split apart, and hurricane-force winds swept backward!
Chaos's expression changed dramatically. His figure vanished, leaving only an afterimage behind.
At the same time, everyone heard Chaos's voice in their ears: Kuma, who was playing mahjong at the casino; Baccarat, whom he was training; Archino, who was drilling Bonis; and Stussy, Betty, and Ivankov, who were handling government affairs.
A thousand meters above the ground, a small island that blotted out the clouds hurtled down like a meteor, carrying immense force as it headed straight for Poppy Island.
If they didn't destroy the island, all of Poppy Island would be flattened, perhaps disappearing beneath the sea entirely.
And the