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With Diamante's current strength, as long as he avoided opponents with bizarre, troublesome abilities or top-tier figures who had honed their Haki to its utmost limits, he was already strong enough to hold his own on this sea.
Measured in bounty money, he should have been worth at least seven hundred million Beli.
"Ha-this day finally came."
Previously, his insufficient gold reserves had kept Diamante from unleashing his full potential.
Things were different now.
"Gold-Gold: King's City Reappearance!"
The golden colossus began to melt, reshape, and expand.
The sound of flowing metal continued without pause. Soon, a palatial castle rose from the ruins, its silhouette bearing a faint resemblance to the Royal Plateau in Dressrosa.
The gold-cast corridors bore elaborate carvings, and the buildings reflected dazzling sunlight. Inside and out, everything exuded the undisguised, brutal air of wealth.
In the golden courtyard, Diamante raised the cup in his hand, its surface gleaming coldly.
The cup reflected the outlines of the people opposite him, and the corners of his mouth curled upward.
"How does it feel?"
Oni turned her face away and let out a short huff through her nose.
She stared at the flowing gold all around her, her fingers tightening unconsciously.
"Seeing all this become yours feels worse than not having a single penny in my own pocket."
"No wonder those guys refused to come,"
she bent down and took a tea tin and kettle from the pouch she carried, moving so fast that she stirred the air. "They'd already guessed."
Boiling water poured into the pot, sending white steam rising.
She poured the amber liquid into another golden cup and sank back into the broad chair.
The seat was cold and hard, like stone in winter.
The gold was far too dazzling in the light.
And dazzling