The Whole Scene Was Impressive from Every Angle

"Are you the Golden Emperor?"

Crus came upstairs, looking every bit the elegant knight.

Chaos's front door faced the stairwell, and it was wide open.

Chaos sat on the Golden Throne, legs crossed, propping his chin on one hand while swirling a glass of red wine in the other. All around him, golden weapons of every kind stood embedded in the floor, stained with blood.

Arrogant, yet handsome!

"Swordsman Crus. Bounty: 124 million."

"At least you're not another nobody."

Chaos gave a scornful smile and straightened up. His Golden mini dagger earring swayed as a Golden Longsword shot past his cheek from behind, tearing through the air with unstoppable force.

Without a word, Chaos attacked.

Clang!

Crus's gaze sharpened. He tilted his head, dodging the blade with only a strand of hair to spare. The Golden Longsword embedded itself in the wall behind him, sending a cloud of wood chips and dust into the air.

"Shing!"

At almost the same moment, Crus drew the Spiral Sword at his waist. A crescent-shaped Slash attack instantly cut through the doorway and shot toward Chaos. Its cold gleam could easily cleave through rock.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

A Golden halberd and a spear shot out. They collided with a thunderous crash, tearing the entire room apart. A shockwave swept outside, making the pirates there shudder.

"He's out!"

"As expected of Swordsman Crus!"

"Run! The building's going to collapse!"

The nearby pirates hurriedly backed away. The next moment, the entire building exploded with a roar. Golden weapons shot out from within and embedded themselves in the ground, their blades ringing like clashing metal.

Right behind them, a dazzling Slash attack plunged down, revealing the scene in the sky to every pirate.

Chaos was still seated on the Golden Throne, legs crossed, one hand propping up his chin and the other swirling his wine. Golden weapons hung upside down all around him, gleaming softly in the moonlight.

His expression held three parts arrogance, four parts scorn, and the rest indifference.

There was no denying that he looked extraordinary, like someone high above the rest.

The whole scene was impressive from every angle!

Quite a few pirates stared, stunned.

This guy was seriously damn handsome.

But—

How infuriating!

He was just begging to be hated.

Crus stood on the ground, holding the Spiral Sword at an angle in his right hand. He looked up at Chaos, who was seated in the sky, his face dark and his eyes icy.

Chaos's pose and expression made it obvious he didn't take Crus seriously.

Sharp sword energy swirled around him. Crus raised a hand and slashed through the air. In an instant, a ten-meter Slash attack burst from the ground, tearing through the air with fearsome force.

Chaos still wore that look of disdain for everything. He didn't move, but a group of the golden weapons hanging upside down in the sky turned to aim at Crus. The next moment, they shot out with ear-splitting cracks and a rush of wind.

Crus's expression shifted slightly. His Slash attack was forcibly canceled before it could reach Chaos, and a Golden Longsword was already right in front of him.

The Spiral Sword in his hand flashed out. He knocked the Golden Longsword aside, and it slammed into the ground, exploding and sending rocks and dirt flying. A crater two or three meters across appeared in an instant.

The flying Golden Longswords were not only fast, but powerful as well.

"Bang! Bang!"

Golden blades, swords, spears, and halberds shot out one after another. Crus stayed composed, his figure flickering and weaving as he occasionally knocked them aside with the Spiral Sword. The whole street was soon filled with swirling dust and chaos.

One after another, they came at him like a Gatling gun spraying bullets, yet Crus pressed forward into the barrage.

He truly was a swordsman—and a man with a bounty of 124 million berries.

Chaos furrowed his sword-like brows. At a thought, another group of the weapons hanging upside down all around him peeled away and shot at Crus, denser and faster than before.

This time, Crus was forced to stop. The weapons he had dodged earlier were now hovering in the air and attacking from behind, forming a storm of blades that swept toward him.

"Lone Goose Slash."

His aristocratic clothes were already being shredded. Crus leaned forward and brought the Spiral Sword down in a fearsome slash. It formed a lifelike, gigantic goose-shaped Slash attack that forcefully blasted open the weapon storm. With an explosion beneath his feet, he shot into the air.

He wanted to get close and finish Chaos off.

Chaos had only split off half of his golden weapons. The other half hadn't moved. If Crus kept fighting at long range, he would be at a disadvantage.

Chaos smirked. Every remaining weapon rose and aimed at Crus, raining down in a dense barrage. At the same time, the golden weapons embedded in the ground surged back toward him in a flood, attacking Crus from both sides.

"Damn it!"

Crus's expression changed. He was just about to reach Chaos, but the dense barrage forced him to stop. The sound of weapons tearing through the air behind him made danger close in fast.

Sharp sword energy surrounded him as Crus mounted a seamless defense. The golden weapons flying at him were knocked aside or cut apart, but there were simply too many.

Splurt!

A sharp weapon tore through flesh, and wounds began to appear on Crus's body. Even with Observation Haki predicting the attacks, there was nowhere to dodge in such a dense barrage.

The ground around him was being bombarded relentlessly, and Crus was getting more and more battered.

He couldn't keep this up.

Looking up at the arrogant man seated on the Golden Throne, Crus took a deep breath. His gaze had never been sharper. Two intersecting Slash attacks shot out, forcibly parting the golden weapons around him, and he soared skyward like a sword of light.

Chaos's pupils contracted. A tremendous threat suddenly loomed.

The Golden Throne beneath him instantly appeared in front of him. It had barely formed into a shield before being cleaved in two. At the same time, a strand of hair drifted down in front of him.

That was way too close!

Chaos used Soru to appear in the distance. He looked at Crus, who had landed again, his expression as scornful as ever.

He wasn't panicking at all.

From the beginning, he had looked down on his enemy strategically while taking him seriously tactically.

"Clap, clap, clap!"

Chaos clapped his hands and looked down at Crus. "You managed to make me get off my Golden Throne. I'll give you that."

Crus stood on the ground, his face livid and his gaze fixed on Chaos.

His fury kept rising.

This guy was so damn infuriating.

"If that's all you've got, then it's time to say goodbye."

Hundreds upon hundreds of golden weapons rose into the sky, arrayed behind and above Chaos and all aimed at Crus. Chaos merely pressed his right hand down, and the entire sky rumbled. The pirates watching nearby turned pale and hurriedly backed away.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Blades tore through the air with deafening roars. Crus repeatedly unleashed Slash attacks as he retreated at speed. Explosions rocked the whole street, hurling chunks of ruined walls, rocks, and dirt into the air. Once the dust settled, all that remained was a ruin studded with golden weapons.

It was a spectacular sight.

"Cough, cough!"

Crus coughed, covered in blood, his body marked with wound after wound. But when he looked up, the sky was empty.

The sudden rush of air beside him made Crus's hair stand on end. Chaos had appeared out of nowhere, his right foot wrapped in gold as it came crashing toward him.

Crus could only manage a hurried defense. The moment they collided, pain twisted his face and blood spurted from his mouth. He flew like a cannonball, plowing through a vast stretch of ruins and leaving a wide track before landing at the far end, coughing up blood.

Chaos flicked his finger lightly, sending a large number of golden weapons flying. He didn't give Crus even a moment to catch his breath.

The barrage was like a rocket launcher opening fire, riddling the entire ruin with holes. Crus endured his injuries and unleashed his strongest attack. In an instant, a hundred-meter Slash attack plunged forward, shattering or knocking away every golden weapon. Crus didn't even look back as he quickly disappeared beyond the ruins.

Not only Chaos, but even the pirates watching were stunned.

Had Crus run away?

He'd done it decisively, without the slightest hesitation. He hadn't even left behind a parting threat?

That was so sudden...