"Bastard! Where did you lock Zeus up? Why can't I sense him anymore?"
Prometheus spewed a blast of scorching Flame. Its heat was so Extreme that the ground in its path began to turn to glass.
Werther pushed lightly off the ground and leaned aside to dodge it.
"I suppose you could say I ate him. So that thundercloud was called Zeus. You must be the same kind of life-form. Too bad you're a ball of Flame. If only you were made of lightning."
Werther spoke to Prometheus without letting up his assault, sending Sword Aura slashes at Big Mom from time to time.
"Ate him? You ate him? What kind of joke is that? Zeus is strong! How could anyone eat him?"
Prometheus roared and spat Flame at Werther again, trying to look fierce despite his fear.
"Believe me or don't. First, I'll scatter this annoying ball of fire. With you around, we can't surround Big Mom."
Werther formed several Lightning Treasures, coated them in Armament Haki, and sent them stabbing toward Prometheus.
The Thunder Core had risen two levels. Both the power and speed of Werther's lightning had increased noticeably.
Its attack power was a third greater than before. The gain in speed was less dramatic, but still substantial.
And that one-third increase applied only to the raw power of his lightning. His techniques had improved even more.
His Lightning Treasure was now two to three times stronger than before—Absolute!
The Lightning Treasures pierced the air. With their increased speed and penetrating force, they left ripples like rings on water. They had completely surpassed the original version used by Gold Flash.
If Werther and Gold Flash fired at each other head-on now, Gold Flash would Absolute-ly be the one riddled with holes.
Prometheus was about to dodge, but