One Piece: Rayquaza of the Beasts Pirates

Perospero and the others breathed a sigh of relief. If Owen had fallen into the sea, it would have been dangerous. They were all ability users and would have been difficult to rescue.

"Damn Oni Princess!"

Armand's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his slender fingers instantly pressed against the hilt of the sword at his waist, his chilling killing intent aimed directly at Yamato.

Kane's gaze swept over her as if brushing away dust, then turned to Perospero, "Are you really going to continue? For the sake of the friendship between your captain and our captain, I can forgive your brothers' rashness just now."

He paused, his tone suddenly turning cold: "But my patience has its limits."

These barbed and condescending words made Perospero's face twitch, and his already gloomy face instantly turned a deep liver color.

Since his mother became the Pirate Emperor in the New World, how long has it been since anyone dared to speak to him like that?

"I'm sorry." Perospero practically spat out the words, gripping Armand's sword hilt as it was about to be drawn, barely containing his anger as he said, "Owen acted impulsively."

"Let's go."

Kane casually waved for Yamato to follow.

The two jumped back onto the Sky-Piercing Seat.

As the Sky Pierce turned around and headed back toward the massive entrance to the Grand Tesoro, the deck was deathly silent.

"Brother Perospero, are we just going to let them leave like this?"

Armand pressed his thin lips together, his pale face filled with resentment and humiliation.

“Calm down, Armand. I hate to admit it, but we’re no match for that bastard Kane,” Perospero explained with a grim face.

Armand's expression shifted repeatedly before finally settling into a gloomy look.

She had to admit that Perospero's judgment was correct.

Judging from how easily Yamato dealt with Owen's brother, it's likely that, apart from the three Sweet Commanders, no one in the family is truly her match.

Not to mention Kane is also watching closely from the side.

Daifuku suggested in a muffled voice, "Should we contact Katakuri-nii?"

Perospero retorted, "Haven't you embarrassed yourself enough?"

As the eldest son of the Charlotte family and the future heir to the Big Mom Pirates, it would be utterly shameful for him to ask Katakuri for help with something like this.

How will they have the face to inherit the family and rule the world in the future?

Chapter 98: Teaching Morgans a Lesson! War Warning!

The Reckoning slowly entered the Grand Tesoro's incredibly spacious port.

Perhaps because today's guests were of such great importance, Tesoro did not use the golden dust rain that allowed him to secretly control his body to welcome them.

Wow! So...so beautiful!

Bonnie lay on the ship's railing, her eyes wide open, instantly captivated by the extravagant, glittering scene before her.

"Are all of those gold?"

Even Violet, the former princess who had seen it all, couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

Everywhere their eyes fell, streets, buildings, decorations... almost everything was bathed in a dazzling golden light, displaying the utmost luxury.

This dreamlike scene far exceeded the limits of her previous understanding.

"How could it be all real gold? Most of it is just gold-plated, just for show."

Kane chuckled, shattering their illusions.

Then, he pointed to the tallest and most eye-catching magnificent building in the city center in the distance: "However, that building is an exception. According to Doflamingo, it is the only eight-star hotel in the world, called the King of Gold, and it is made of solid gold."

Tezzolo is said to own 20% of the world's Pele, making him incredibly wealthy, but he's not extravagant enough to fill an entire city with gold.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the Liekong steer has already docked safely.

Kane led the group down the gangway.

As soon as my feet touched the ground, a group of smartly dressed and respectful staff members quickly came to greet me.

The leader had a gray-green slicked-back hairstyle, wore exaggerated purple sunglasses, and a flashy pink suit. His ten fingers were almost covered with gold rings, and his neck and wrists were even more dazzling with gold, making him look like a walking gold vault.

It was Gilder Tezzolo.

"Welcome, Mr. Kane, and everyone from the Beasts Pirates."

Tezzolo opened his arms wide, his smile radiant.

Kane subconsciously glanced at Tesoro's left hand, and sure enough, the ring finger was empty.

Although this guy's values ​​are so distorted that he believes money can rule everything, he is indeed obsessed with love and can be described as a romantic.

Kane nodded slightly: "I hope today's show won't disappoint me."

"Rest assured! I will absolutely let you experience what the world's top level of enjoyment and revelry is like!"

Tesoro's smile remained unchanged. Confidently raising his right hand, adorned with numerous rings, he waved it lightly: "Bakara."

"Yes, Lord Tesoro."

An elegant woman with a graceful figure and dazzling long rose-red hair stepped forward in response.

She wore a black and white color-blocked bodycon dress, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, exuding a capable yet alluring aura.

Bakara smiled and bowed to the crowd, her voice sweet: "To show our welcome, we have credited each of your personal entertainment accounts with 100 million Berries, so you can enjoy them to your heart's content."

Then, she turned specifically to Kane, her smile becoming even brighter: "Mr. Kane, you have three hundred million Berries in your account. Have a good time."

Wow, they've really gone all out.

Kane thought to himself.

This isn't the era of future bounty inflation; 1.2 billion Berries is enough to buy the heads of an entire New World pirate crew.

And this was merely an appetizer to entertain the Beasts Pirates.

He roughly estimated that the total amount of Pele given away for free today was probably as high as several billion or even tens of billions.

Roger just vanished so easily.

Of course, Tezzolo will definitely not lose money.

Not to mention that this money can only be spent on his territory, and its actual cost is far less than its face value, it may evaporate in just a few rounds of high-stakes gambling.

more importantly.

Once these high rollers get hooked, their real goal is to generate a continuous stream of huge expenditures.

"This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope you all have a wonderful time here."

Tezzolo let out a hearty laugh, then took his leave: "I have some matters to attend to and cannot stay any longer. From now on, Bakara will represent me in receiving you all and will make sure to meet all your needs."

After saying that, he turned and left, surrounded by a group of bodyguards in white.

The King of Gold Hotel, the top-floor deluxe suite.

Under Baccarat's personal guidance, Kane and his party checked in smoothly.

"Alright, everyone, you're free to do whatever you want. Do whatever you want, buy whatever you want."

Kane said to his companions, then added with a hint of warning, "But remember this—it's okay to play around, but don't get carried away."

"clear."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

After giving his instructions, Kane left first.

He didn't come here simply to have fun.

Inside the brightly lit lobby on the first floor of the hotel.

"Lord Kane, how have you been?"

A languid and alluring voice came from behind.

Stussy, who had been waiting there, swayed gracefully as she walked over. She was still wearing an elegant black dress, and her smile was flawless.

"You are still as radiant as ever, Stusi."

Kane chuckled, casually reaching out to lightly lift her smooth, white chin with his fingertips. "Has Morgans arrived yet?"

"Oh dear, Lord Kane, you really know how to hurt people's feelings."

Stussy pouted, feigning grievance, but her slender fingers restlessly traced circles on Kane's muscular chest. "The first thing you did when you came to see me was to ask about that birdman?"

"Am I less attractive to you than him?"

"Heh, I'll have time to deal with you tonight and see if you can still be so stubborn."

Kane grinned mischievously and gave her pert, full breasts a light pinch.

"Hehehe... I'm really looking forward to it~"

Stussy let out a string of silvery, charming laughs, then her expression turned serious, and she regained the shrewdness and competence of the underworld queen. "As for Morgans, he should be at the amusement park right now, saying he's doing some research or something."

"Very well. Let's go and meet this news king."

Kane grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "I can't wait to have a 'good talk' with him."

Amusement park, racetrack.

A thrilling turtle shell competition is being held here.

Six teams must drive modified, armed race cars around the city on a track, and the first team to reach the finish line wins.

In addition, there is a rule with a violent pirate style - during the journey, contestants can attack other contestants without restriction.

It has a real-life Mario Kart feel to it.

Players can be resurrected in the game, but that's not necessarily the case here.

In the VIP stands, one figure stood out.

He wore a top hat, a light blue shirt with a bright yellow bow tie, red and white checkered trousers, and a black cloak.

What is most striking about him is his bird-like face and long beak.

Morgans, one of the emperors of the underworld, president of the World Economic News Agency, and user of the Bird-Bird Fruit, Albatross Form.