Full of Style Inside and Out

"You're the Golden Emperor?"

Crus arrived upstairs, like an elegant knight.

Chaos's main entrance faced the stairwell, and the door wasn't closed.

At this moment, Chaos was seated on the Golden Throne, legs crossed, propping his chin with one hand, swirling a glass of red wine in the other. Various blood-stained golden weapons were stuck in the floor around him.

Very arrogant, and very cool!

"Swordsman Crus, bounty of 124 million."

"Finally, not those trash."

Chaos chuckled disdainfully and straightened up. His Golden mini dagger earring swayed as a Golden Longsword shot out from behind him, grazing his cheek and tearing through the air with unstoppable force.

Without a word, Chaos attacked directly.

Clang!

Crus's eyes were sharp. He dodved his head, a few strands of hair flying off, as the Golden Longsword embedded itself in the wall behind him, sending a shower of wood chips and dust flying.

"Swish!"

At almost the same instant, Crus drew the Spiral Sword at his waist. A crescent-shaped sword light instantly cut through the door and charged towards Chaos, its cold glint capable of easily cleaving through rock.

Whoosh whoosh!

A Golden halberd and a spear shot out. The two collided with a tremendous roar, tearing the entire room apart. A wave of pressure swept out, making the pirates outside tremble.

"He's out."

"As expected of Swordsman Crus."

"Run, the building's going to collapse."

The nearby pirates retreated. The next moment, the entire building exploded, and golden weapons shot out from within, embedding themselves in the ground, their hilts ringing with a metallic sound.

Immediately after, a brilliant slash attack descended. The scenery in the sky appeared in the eyes of all the pirates.

Chaos was still seated on the Golden Throne, legs crossed, propping his chin with one hand and swirling his red wine with the other. Golden weapons fell around him, shining with a soft glow under the moonlight.

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

His presence was undeniably extraordinary, exuding an air of superiority.

The entire scene, inside and out, was brimming with swagger!

Many pirates were stunned.

This guy was truly, damn cool.

But...

So infuriating!

He was so hateable.

Crus stood on the ground, holding his Spiral Longsword diagonally, and looked up at Chaos sitting in the air, his face grim, his eyes filled with coldness.

The other party's demeanor and actions clearly showed he wasn't taking him seriously.

Sharp sword energy swirled around him. Crus raised his hand and swung, instantly creating a ten-meter slash attack that rose from the ground, fiercely tearing through the air.

Chaos maintained his dismissive attitude. Although he didn't move, the golden weapons falling around him all turned towards Crus. The next second, they ripped through the air with a piercing sound and shot out.

Crus's expression changed slightly. Before the slash attack could get close, it was forcibly canceled out. A Golden Longsword was already just inches away.

He swiftly parried with his Spiral Longsword. The Golden Longsword shot into the ground, instantly exploding and kicking up a large amount of gravel and dirt. A pit about two to three meters in diameter appeared.

These shooting golden longswords were not only fast but also powerful.

Bang bang!

Various golden swords, knives, spears, and halberds shot out one after another. Crus's expression remained calm as his figure flickered and dodged continuously. His Spiral Longsword parried from time to time. For a while, the entire street was filled with dust and a sense of ferocity.

One after another, like a Gatling gun firing, Crus actually advanced into the barrage.

It could only be said that he was worthy of being a Swordsman, and worthy of being a man with a bounty of 124 million Belly.

Chaos frowned slightly. With a thought, another wave of weapons detached from the falling eighteen kinds of weapons around him and shot towards Crus even more densely and rapidly.

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

"Lone Goose Slash."

His noble attire began to be torn. Crus leaned forward, and the Spiral Longsword in his hand slashed down with terrifying force, forming a lifelike, giant "Lone Goose Slash" attack that powerfully blasted open the weapon storm. He stomped his foot and shot upwards.

He wanted to get close and finish Chaos.

The opponent's golden weapons had only split in half, with the other half still stationary. If they continued to fight at this distance, he would be at a disadvantage.

Chaos sneered. All the remaining weapons lifted their heads and aimed at Crus like pouring rain, densely packed. At the same time, the golden weapons deeply embedded in the ground also formed a torrent and returned, launching a pincer attack on Crus.

"Damn it!"

Crus's expression changed drastically. He was about to get close, but the densely packed weapons forced him to stop. Coupled with the sound of breaking air from behind, danger rapidly enveloped him.

Sharp sword energy surrounded him. Crus maintained a seamless defense. The golden weapons shooting from all sides were either knocked away or cut down, but there were simply too many of them.

Pfft~

Sharp blades tore through flesh, and wounds began to appear on Crus's body. Even though his Observation Haki had predicted them, they were too numerous to dodge.

The surrounding ground was being bombarded, and Crus grew increasingly disheveled.

I can't let this continue.

Looking up at the arrogant man sitting on the Golden Throne, Crus took a deep breath. His gaze was sharper than ever as two crossed slashes shot out, forcibly separating the surrounding golden weapons. He shot upwards like a beam of sword light.

Chaos's pupils constricted. A tremendous danger suddenly loomed.

The Golden Throne beneath him rapidly appeared in front of him. The moment it formed a shield, it was split in two, and a strand of loose hair fluttered past his face.

That was way too close!

Using Soru, Chaos appeared in the distance. He looked at Crus, who had landed again, with his usual disdainful expression.

He's not panicking at all.

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

"Clap clap clap!"

Chaos clapped his hands together and looked down at Crus from the corner of his eye. "To make me leave my Golden Throne, you've got some skill."

Crus stood on the ground, his face ashen, staring intently at Chaos.

His anger surged uncontrollably.

This guy was making him incredibly uncomfortable.

"If this is all you've got, then I can say goodbye."

Hundreds and thousands of golden weapons rose into the air, positioning themselves above Chaos and behind him, all aimed at Crus. He merely pressed down gently with his right hand, and in an instant, the entire sky roared. The surrounding pirates who were watching from the sidelines all changed color and retreated.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~

The blades tore through the air with a deafening roar. Crus continuously unleashed slashes, rapidly retreating. For a time, the entire street was filled with explosions, debris, and flying dirt and stones. When the dust settled, only ruins covered in various golden weapons remained.

The scene was spectacular.

"Cough cough~"

Crus, covered in blood, coughed. Wounds appeared all over his body. He looked up and found that the sky was empty.

The sudden sound of something cutting through the air made Crus's hair stand on end. Chaos had appeared out of nowhere, his right leg wrapped in gold as he attacked.

Crus could only hastily defend himself. At the moment of impact, he grimaced in pain, spitting blood as he was sent flying like a cannonball, plowing through a large area of ruins and leaving a wide path. He lay at the end, bleeding profusely.

Chaos flicked his finger, and a large number of golden weapons shot out, not giving Crus a moment to breathe.

Like a rocket launcher bombardment, the entire ruin was riddled with holes. Crus, enduring the injuries to his body, unleashed his strongest attack. In an instant, a hundred-meter slash descended. All the golden weapons shattered or were knocked away. Following this, Crus disappeared into the distance of the ruins without looking back.

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

Did Crus just run away?

So clean and decisive, without even leaving a harsh word?

That was too sudden...