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Chapter 122 Do You Really Dare to Swing a Knife at' God'?
The reverberations of the Golden Throne's collapse had not yet faded, and Tesoro lay on his back in the golden ruins, blood slowly flowing along his golden hair that he had once been proud of, dripping down his cheeks and seeping into the cold golden cracks.
In the blurred vision, a familiar yet distant figure slowly emerged in the golden light and dust.
"Stella...?"
The girl in the phantom stood in the light, still wearing the tattered slave linen clothes, standing barefoot in the light, and the explosive collar around her neck had long disappeared.
She smiled at him, her lips slightly parted, as if she was saying something, but he couldn't hear clearly.
"No… don't go…"
Tezulo's hand trembled as he reached out to her, but his fingertips could only touch the cold air.
Heavy footsteps approached.
The black figure came down like a Shinigami, and Rogge looked down at the so-called "Golden Emperor" lying in the ruins.
"Your hatred..."
Rogge spoke coldly, his voice as deep as a bell of judgment. "You only dare to vent your anger on the weak?"
Tesoro's pupils suddenly constricted. He wanted to roar, but due to the severe pain in his chest, he could only make hoarse gasps.
"The Celestial Dragons are still alive."
Rogge walked forward slowly, each step seeming to trample on his heart. "And you, here, play the 'Golden God,' oppressing those who have been trampled upon like you?"
"Shut up!!"
Tezulo struggled violently, blood spurting from the corner of his lips. His arms trembled as he tried to stand up, but he fell heavily to his knees again.
The broken memories completely drowned him like a torrent—
——On the auction table, he wore a heavy explosive collar and crawled on the cold golden floor like a dog;
--The whip of the Celestial Dragons mercilessly lashed Stella's fragile back, and her screams seemed to be right next to her ears;
--Mariejois's fire burned through those dark years, and he was powerless even to hold her hand…
"They took her... They took everything!!"
Tesoro let out a heart-wrenching roar, and the dignity and pain that had long been rotten completely collapsed at this moment.
In silence, Rogge spoke softly:
"I killed three Celestial Dragons pigs in the Sabaody Archipelago."
Tezoro suddenly looked up, his pupils trembling violently!
"You…what did you say?!"
"This news has probably been blocked by the Five Elders... maybe you don't know it yet." Rogge sneered.
"But soon—Mariejois's walls will crumble in flames."
Tezulo's breath hitched for a moment, and he stared at Rogge in disbelief.
These words struck Tesoro's heart like thunder. His pupils contracted violently, and his fingers unconsciously clenched the shattered gold fragments on the ground.
"Do you... really dare to swing a knife at 'God'?"
Tezoro's voice trembled, and his golden eyes were filled with shock, but more than that, there was... an irrepressible desire!
"The so-called 'God'..."
Rogge stopped and glanced back, his eyes as cold as a knife.
"They are nothing but animals waiting to be slaughtered."
silence.
At this moment, the high wall in Tezoro's heart that had suppressed him for half his life finally collapsed!
He pressed his trembling hands on the golden wreckage on the ground, blood and tears dripping together.
Stella's smile seemed to reappear in front of his eyes——
"If...if it were you..."
He suddenly looked up, his eyes burning with unprecedented madness and relief.
"My wealth, my power, everything I have... all for you!!"
Tesoro gritted his teeth and knelt on one knee. The broken golden throne completely collapsed behind him, and golden powder scattered in the afterglow like a falling meteor.
"But I want to see with my own eyes—"
His voice was low and hoarse, but firm.
"Mariejois...the day it burned!"
The two looked at each other, and the atmosphere froze to Ultimate.
a long time--
Rogge slowly extended his hand, cold and firm.
"make a deal."
Tezulo held the hand tightly and used it to stand up, just like Stella had extended her hand that year.
A sinister yet relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the sky high in the distance.
"From today on..."
"The Golden City is the inexhaustible bloodline and wealth behind 'Absolute Justice'."
The sea breeze suddenly blew, and the golden afterglow spread over the broken walls.
Tezulo looked up at the sky that was gradually turning red, as if he could actually see the almighty City of God collapsing in a sea of fire...
Rogge looked at Tezulo, who had regained his imperial composure, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. His eyes swept around like a substance:
"However, there are more important things to deal with now..."
In an instant, the CP agents, Revolutionary Army intelligence officers, and black-clad middlemen in the underground world who were hiding everywhere all froze, with cold sweat running down their backs.
—Exposed?!
Even though Rogge had already completely blocked the breath and sound waves of their conversation with the air domain, when those cold eyes swept over, they could clearly sense:
——Run! If you don't run, you will die here!
Dozens of black shadows rose up from the casino dome, behind the golden eagle, and at the bottom of the fountain like exploding fireworks, and fled frantically in all directions!
Tezoro raised his hand to block the falling golden dust, then stood up, his imperial aura fully revealed.
He narrowed his golden eyes, looked at the fleeing shadows, and snorted contemptuously:
"Humph, he's just a rat struggling to survive in the gutter."
Before he finished speaking, he elegantly raised his right hand forward:
"Gold Dust, Execution."
The gold powder in the void suddenly burst into countless golden filaments, which drilled into the bodies of those lurkers like fine blood vessels!
"Puff!"
The secret agents who failed to escape from the hall all stood still, their eyes filled with fear and despair.
The next moment, strange golden patterns appeared under their skin, like a curse of death.
"Crack…Crack!"
The sound of bones breaking rang out one after another, and the blood turned into golden pulp, gushing out from their seven orifices. In an instant, their flesh was refined into lifelike golden statues!
—Bang! Bang! Bang!
The golden statues exploded one after another, turning into golden dust all over the sky and dissipating with the wind.
Tezulo calmly withdrew his finger, his golden eyes revealing the ruthless emperor's intentions:
"The first day they board my ship, their lives no longer belong to them."
The hall was completely silent.
And all this is just the tip of the iceberg under Tezorokin's power.
[A few days later, everything seems calm]
Tesoro is still the "Grand Tesoro King" recognized by the World government, and he smiled and welcomed the Celestial Dragons guests in front of the media cameras.
The morning light shines on the gilded dome of the Golden City, and the whole city is dazzling in the morning light.
Wearing a white robe embroidered with gold and an elegant smile, Tezulo personally poured a glass of fine wine with the World Government emblem printed on it for the Celestial Dragons nobles.
"How's business lately?"
Celestial Dragons swirled their wine glasses, their seastone scepters gleaming faintly on their fingertips.
Tezulo's smile remained unchanged. "Thanks to you, we just delivered twenty slaves who can play Grandmaster instruments to the Holy Land last week."
The reporters' video Den Den Mushi flashed continuously, recording the loyalty of the "Grand Tesoro King" to the World Government.
Meanwhile, the real deal was going on quietly:
- Through Du Field's underground money laundering network, the huge military expenditure was broken down into millions of small anonymous transactions, and eventually quietly transferred into the "ghost account" of the Marine G-5 branch.
——The transportation channels under the name of the slave auction secretly carry rare metals and energy core materials to the Future Island for the upgrade of the Seraph and the expansion of the Proverbs Ark.
When the CP0 chief, wearing a crying and laughing mask, kicked open the office door, Tezoro was playing with a gold coin.
"Where are my people?"
A suppressed roar came from beneath the mask, "All six agents stationed in the casino have lost contact!"
Tesoro spread his hands innocently, his tone relaxed: "There was a powerful pirate attack that night, it might be the aftermath of the battle..."
He pressed the trigger, and a fake battle scene was projected onto the wall:
A figure resembling a CP0 agent was "accidentally injured";
The golden giant's fist "accidentally" hit the monitoring room.
"You know,"
He smiled, handing over the box filled with Baileys. "In battle, there are bound to be some...accidental casualties."
The CP0 officer was silent for a moment, then finally took the box and left.
Behind the hypocritical illusion lies the bloody calculations of the emperor.
[Mariejois·Hall of Power]
The Five Elders sat around the Void Throne, and light and shadow reflected the latest information about the Golden City.
"Tezoro's power should not be underestimated."
The old man holding the knife slowly stroked the handle of the First Generation Kitetsu, his tone cold.
"The Golden City of Tesoro bears traces of the Conqueror's Haki collision." The old man holding the knife narrowed his eyes.
"Do we need to eliminate him?" The curly-haired old man stroked the First Generation Kitetsu.
"Not yet."
The blond old man sneered, "He's 60% more efficient at laundering money than CP. We'll deal with him once we find a replacement."