The Power to Control Gold

Princess Shirahoshi wrapped her arms around Miming's neck in confusion. "Lord Miming, why are you so angry?"

Miming was nearly furious enough to cry. He had calculated every possibility and guarded against every danger, yet he could never have anticipated an accident like this.

Once everything had calmed down, people cautiously approached Hody Jones. He was no longer moving.

Jinbe stared in shock at Hody Jones's wound. Inside were gleaming golden organs, as though they had been forged from gold. Then the gold melted, gathering into a writhing streak of light that returned to Tesoro's hand, solidifying once more into golden bracelets and rings.

"The power to control gold?" Jinbe sucked in a sharp breath. It was far too monstrous. Other than opponents who could turn their bodies into elements, making someone stop breathing was as simple as that. Even someone as powerful as Hody Jones after taking Energy Steroids could only become a corpse in the blink of an eye.

And every subordinate of Saint Jalmack's Son possessed such powerful abilities. Was this what Celestial Dragons were like? If people like this wanted to destroy a country, no one could stop them, could they? Behind him stood the Marines, more Celestial Dragons, and countless subordinates like these!

Yet Saint Jalmack's Son showed no joy at all. Looking utterly dejected, he apologized to Queen Otohime and King Neptune. "I'm sorry. I failed to protect Shirahoshi. Something unexpected happened..."

"Vander Decken IX?" Queen Otohime and King Neptune had not taken it too seriously at first, but as Miming continued, they gradually grew angry. That pervert had set his sights on Shirahoshi? Shirahoshi was only six years old!

"Queen Otohime, though we don't know what happened, we should first give the people an explanation," Jinbe reminded them.

At last, cheers erupted across