Mysterious pulses kept spreading from beneath Tesoro's feet, transforming a vast stretch of ground into gold he could control at will. The gold gathered around him like rivers, making him truly look like an emperor of gold.
The Masked Men were no pushovers, either. They had only been so badly overwhelmed because Tesoro's sudden eruption of power had caught them off guard. Now that they had adjusted to this kind of battle, they began their offensive.
Whoosh, whoosh-four white slashing waves crisscrossed toward Tesoro. With a thought, he sent the gold beneath his feet surging up to shield him.
Clang-the four slashing waves struck the fluid-like gold, yet the impact rang out like metal striking metal.
After blocking the attack, the gold shifted again, taking the shapes of various weapons-lances, spears, blades, and swords. A moment later, all the weapons launched at once, their targets naturally the Masked Men.
Gold Treasure!
Dozens upon dozens of weapons fired together, seeming to blot out the sky.
The Masked Men stamped their feet, repeatedly using Shave of the Six Powers. Their figures vanished and reappeared as they threaded through the gaps between the weapons. But Tengu Mask let his guard slip and was struck by a golden lance. Its tip gleamed an oily black, coated in Tesoro's Armament Haki, and pierced straight through his left arm. The attack made him falter, and several more weapons pierced him in quick succession, leaving him looking like a hedgehog.
But his vitality was truly tenacious. Even with several weapons driven straight through his body, he still had not died. Not only that, he even had the strength to remain standing.
Trembling, Tengu Mask first pulled the lance out of his left arm, then removed the other weapons still embedded in his body one by one. The