A huge cloud of dust obscured the view. Oden landed on a rock, gripping his swords in both hands, his anger not having faded in the slightest. His sharp eyes were fixed on the center of the dust cloud.
A shadow gradually appeared in the dust, then finally shifted out through the air, revealing itself.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
Five splendid Golden Longswords shot over and hovered around Chaos, circling continuously with a clear metallic ring.
Chaos brushed a golden lock of hair back from his forehead, revealing its smooth expanse. He tilted his head slightly, looking down from beneath his eyes. Anything could be messed up, but not his hairstyle or his dignity. He couldn't afford to lose his swagger, either.
"Though This Emperor is very displeased, I have to admit you're strong enough to earn my attention!"
Oden was powerful. It was clear from the aura rolling off him—he was like a primeval beast.
"I promised that brat that if he could withstand one of my attacks, I'd help the Roger Pirates."
"But I'm very displeased with you right now, inside and out. So I'll only use one move!"
Chaos grabbed with his right hand. The five splendid longswords circling him collided and fused, forming a spiked club with vicious, fang-like protrusions. As Armament Haki spread over it, it gleamed dazzlingly, blazing flames erupting with violent power.
Oden said nothing. Armament Haki flowed over the swords he held in both hands, while black-and-red lightning crackled around him.
He, too, sensed the aura of a beast coming from this man.
Whoosh!
Chaos, who had been in the air, appeared in front of Oden in an instant, his long hair whipping wildly as he radiated savagery.
"Golden Molten Fire: Thunder Bagua!"
"Two-Sword Style: Paradise Totsuka!"
As Oden roared the name of