"Hee-haw~"
Seeing Chaos speak up, Ivankov drew all her divine pressure back into her body, leaving only the unique haze of a god—imperceptible, imperceivable, untouchable.
In short, she was godlier than a god.
Strictly speaking, she, Ivankov, was the Richest Group's true second god. She'd better show off while the others still hadn't become gods!
As for Archino—
He had only gained the combat power of a god through the More-More Fruit. That didn't make him a true god.
"Boss, are any of the nearest demons ours?"
All eyes turned to Chaos. They were practically itching to become gods.
Then they could beat Ivankov up.
"Yes, but it's the Mini Fruit's demon."
Chaos had already obtained the Door-Door Demon's memories. There was another demon faction nearby: the Mini Demon's territory, ruled by a demon on par with a god.
With its special ability, crushing mountains and plucking the moon were child's play.
It was a truly terrifying demon with immense destructive power.
Enel and the others immediately darkened at not getting what they wanted.
"No time to waste. Let's go!"
"Leave it to me."
Ivankov swept a hand through the air, and a spatial door appeared before them. The group stepped through and instantly arrived hundreds of miles away.
Was this a shrinking-the-distance technique?
Spatial teleportation?
The sight left everyone astonished.
Good thing they'd killed the Door-Door Demon in one strike. Otherwise, it really would have been hard to take down.
Who could match that speed?
One step had carried them hundreds of miles. Even Chaos and Borsalino couldn't keep up!
"Hee-haw~ We can stroll right in without a care."
Nobody knew what Ivankov had done. They were clearly standing in midair, yet seemed to exist between reality and illusion, as though they were no longer in the same space.