After hearing Saint Garling's words, Golden Lion immediately grinned.
"Jihahaha! You gave me a fright. I thought you were here to fight me for the treasure! So you're here to kill me instead. What a relief."
"..."
The God's Knights exchanged looks, the same thought surfacing in all their minds. Could this sleazy-looking man be an idiot?
"Heh, hahahaha!" Saint Garling suddenly threw back his head, unable to contain his laughter. "A brain-damaged worm, too. But have you considered that once I kill you, the treasure will be mine as well?"
"Oh, is that so? Rocks, you'll help me stop this moron, won't you?" Golden Lion raised his voice.
The moment Rocks's name came out, the smile vanished from Saint Garling's face.
His gaze swept around with a hint of fear, but he saw no sign of Rocks.
Could he be... behind me???
Saint Garling stiffly turned his neck, slowly looking behind him. The God's Knights looked back as well.
But there was nothing behind them except ruins. There was no Rocks anywhere.
Saint Garling's pupils contracted slightly, and he hurriedly turned back.
This time, his face instantly twisted into a snarl.
There was no one left where Golden Lion had been standing.
"Damn worm! Damn worm!"
Furious at being tricked, Saint Garling drew the saber at his waist and immediately charged after Golden Lion, who was flying swiftly through the air.
The other members of the God's Knights quickly followed.
"Worm, you won't get away with this!" Saint Garling roared at Golden Lion overhead.
Flying in the air, Golden Lion tilted his head slightly and glanced at Saint Garling and his group pursuing him below. He grinned, then insulted him with the words Ron had once used on him. "Dumbass."
Indeed, Golden Lion was not Garp. Only an idiot