"You all know very well that without Devil Fruits, your combat strength would take a huge hit. From now on, don't put all your effort into your Devil Fruits. Instead, find a way to improve your fundamentals."
Chaos stroked his chin.
This was the only reliable way to enter God Domain.
Otherwise, they would always have weaknesses and vulnerabilities.
Like Seastone, the sea, Imu, or anything else that could temporarily nullify Devil Fruit powers.
"BOSS, what if Old Don and I died once? Like you did."
"Death is terrifying, but it also brings great opportunities."
Betty's eyes shifted as she thought of a risky way to do it.
After all, Chaos himself was proof that it could work.
"It might not work for you, but it's not impossible."
"But we'll have to wait until Stussy is revived. We can take turns, one at a time. There's no rush."
He'd thought of this method before, but the revival period was too long.
It might not be suitable for Archino and the others, either.
Still, once Stussy was revived, they could give it a try.
If it worked,
the Richest Group could mass-produce gods. D and Imu would be nothing then; they could gang up on them however they liked.
"Is there any other way?"
Baccarat reclined on the sofa, her long, snow-white legs resting on the bear. He glanced at them, then ignored her.
"Going by the usual novel tropes, there is one possibility."
"Come on, tell us!"
"Turn Seastar into a Homie. Maybe then Seastar would be equivalent to the Heavenly Dao, with its own order and rules. If we could make the Heavenly Dao one of us, then its order and rules would be meaningless."
"But the Heavenly Dao here might not just be Seastar. It could be the