"Speak. What did the Five Elders send you here for?"
"Shouldn't they be dealing with the Flying Pirates instead of bothering me?"
Monster Paradise. A vast, luxurious palace.
High on his solitary throne, Typhon, the "King of Monsters," lounged with his head propped on one hand. Strange colors flickered in his deep golden eyes.
He looked down at the mysterious man standing below, dressed in a white suit and cape, with a mask and top hat.
His distinctive attire and the cold, unusual aura around him gave away his identity at a glance.
A World Government agent, and a high-ranking member of CP0.
Every member of CP0 was powerful.
They received the World Government's training, became ordinary agents, then fought their way up from the bottom through one difficult mission after another.
Yet before Typhon, the "King of Monsters," he still felt nervous.
The terrifying pressure Typhon gave off without even trying made his body sense an instinctive threat at every moment.
Besides, Typhon's fearsome reputation was known across the seas.
In the previous war alone, Typhon had killed a noble Celestial Dragon who belonged to the Holy Knights.
Beside Typhon floated the Storm Hammer, seemingly dormant, and Okeanos, the anchor Homie with thick chains coiling around him.
A strange, humanlike face appeared on Okeanos as he stared at the agent.
And all around them stood others.
Carnage Kabuto.
Meruem, the "Ant King."
Ulquiorra.
The many monsters of the Monster Legion fixed their gazes on him as well.
The Monster Legion and the World Government were enemies. Naturally, no one was going to welcome a World Government envoy.
Pressure from every direction washed over him, as though he had been cast into a suffocating hell.
Anyone with a weaker will would already have broken under it.
Even though he held