Kazama Haruto's crimson eyes shifted, his gaze falling upon Crocodile.
A faint curve of disdain lifted at the corner of his lips, as if mocking an overreaching insect…
"A re mongrel… how could you comprehend the radiance of a king?"
"To covet the king's treasury, and yet fail to recognize the king himself…"
Taking a step forward, waves of golden light surged as Kazama Haruto spread his arms, suspended in midair…
The dense golden radiance extended outward, reaching the very core of the Alabasta Kingdom…
"Buzz—!"
As if responding, a beam of golden light shot into the sky.
Before anyone could react, it pierced through the heavens and descended around Kazama Haruto…
The brilliance slowly faded.
Within the light, a chain shimring with a silvery glow appeared, coiling and spiraling around Kazama Haruto's body.
Its ends were sharp, glinting with golden brilliance, radiating lethal edge!
"Th-this… this is…!"
Below—
The mont Cobra saw the chain, the last trace of doubt in his heart vanished completely.
Because—
This chain was none other than the king's treasure that the Nefertari family had guarded for generations!
And yet, compared to when it had been in their custody—
It was entirely different!
Back then, it had shown no sign of divinity.
But now…
This chain, brimming with sharpness and vitality, truly deserved to be called the king's treasure!
To be able to awaken a treasure from four thousand years ago—
This man could only be the King of Heroes, Gilgash!
Four thousand years!
This king had truly lived from that ancient era and returned once more to the seas!
As if possessing its own will, the dagger-like ends of the chain danced continuously before Kazama Haruto, as though rejoicing…
Even the cold arrogance in Kazama Haruto's eyes softened slightly.
He raised his hands and gently touched the blade-like ends of the chain, murmuring:
"It's been a long ti… old friend…"
This silver chain—
Was one of Gilgash's own treasures.
Its na—
Enkidu!
Its power was extraordinary. Once it bound its target, even gods would find it difficult to break free!
When the role-playing progress reached a certain level, not only strength—
But even the items of the character could be manifested!
Four thousand years ago, before entering his slumber, Gilgash had selected five treasures from his treasury and entrusted them to five of his subordinates to guard the Uruk Empire.
He had never expected…
That a single slumber would last four thousand years…
This Chain of Heaven—
He had sensed from a nearby sea and co to retrieve.
As for the other four treasures—
Because they were too far away, his perception remained vague, unable to pinpoint their exact locations.
With Enkidu coiling around him, Kazama Haruto's aura surged once more. His cold, arrogant gaze locked onto Crocodile.
"Mongrel… speak."
"How do you wish to die?"
As Kazama Haruto's words fell—
The dagger-like ends of Enkidu slowly rose, pointing toward Crocodile.
Under the blazing sun, they glead with unmatched brilliance…
"!!!"
Fury surged uncontrollably, Crocodile's expression twisting into ferocity.
As a Logia user of the Sand-Sand Fruit, and one of the Seven Warlords, his strength stood at the very top of the seas!
In his own mind—
He did not believe himself inferior to the Four Emperors!
When had he ever been treated with such contempt?
"Rumble—!"
With a wave of his right hand, the already-condensed sand gathered before him, forming a massive sand tornado.
The raging vortex devoured everything around it, expanding at an astonishing speed. In re monts, it had reached a diater of over a hundred ters!
Under such overwhelming force, the palace hall collapsed entirely!
Even the surrounding ground fractured, splitting open into deep ravines.
"Arrogant fools like you… I've killed more than I can count!"
"Open your eyes and take a good look! I am one of the Seven Warlords—the Desert King, Crocodile!"
"What right does so nobody like you have to act so high and mighty before ?!"
Veins bulged across his body as Crocodile roared, his legs sinking deep into the ground. Without holding anything back, he unleashed the full power of his Devil Fruit.
Endless sand was drawn into the tornado, its destructive aura suffocating.
Then—
With a sweep of his arm, the fully charged sand vortex erupted, surging toward Kazama Haruto with the force to destroy everything in its path.
Accompanying that overwhelming storm—
Was a thunderous roar filled with rage!
"Take a good look! This is what true power is!"
"Desert Grand Spada!"
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