"Have you heard? Gild Tesoro and Golden Lion showed up in the Stet Kingdom. The aftershock of their battle nearly destroyed half the kingdom's cities, and even the island was shattered. The death toll is impossible to count!"
"Battles between powerful people are terrifying."
"If I remember right, they've been fighting for three days and three nights. They crossed the Red Line Continent from the New World and appeared in the first half of the Grand Line."
"Some unlucky pirates ran into their battle at sea and were swallowed by a tsunami in an instant."
"Someone saw Gild Tesoro covered in wounds, practically being hunted down by Golden Lion."
"After all, that's Golden Lion. It's only natural that Gild Tesoro can't beat him."
"Now we'll see how long Gild Tesoro can hold out against Golden Lion."
"Looks like Gild Tesoro is in trouble this time."
Three days and three nights had passed since Golden Lion's second visit to Poppy Island.
Over those three days, Chaos and Golden Lion had fought while constantly changing locations. Not a single island or pirate ship they encountered along the way had escaped unscathed.
The aftershocks had turned everything upside down, and the resulting casualties and property damage were impossible to tally.
Battles at the very peak of power were simply too terrifying—like walking nuclear bombs.
Ordinary people living in this world never knew when disaster might strike.
It was a miserable state of affairs!
They didn't even have the right to choose how they died.
It only proved the saying: weakness was a sin!
Besides reports about the battle between Golden Lion and Gild Tesoro, news about the Richest Group's various Representatives appeared from time to time, each report describing one of them fighting a fleet captain from the Flying Pirates.
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