Chapter 75: The player defeated the seasonal boss...
"Island Master, I'm here to help you!"
Before Luo could react to Sabo's words, Sabo charged towards Tesoro with a fearless and reckless spirit.
No, wait... what on earth is Saab burning?!
Law's hands were trembling as he struggled to maintain his Devil Fruit powers. What did Sabo say at that moment? Oh right, Sabo believed him.
Luo really wanted to grab Sabo, pull him up by the ear, and yell at him; he couldn't believe in himself!
Protecting one person with a Devil Fruit ability is a completely different concept from protecting two people with a Devil Fruit ability. The difficulty between the two is not additive, but increases exponentially.
Luo: "They're all so troublesome, one after another?!"
"Sabo?" The cooling effect of the watermelon popsicle had worn off in 10 seconds. Panting, she munched on a new popsicle and looked at Sabo running towards her warily. "Why are you here?"
Is this NPC going to steal her kill?
Sabo, who was being stared at warily by Violet, had a question mark on his head. This reaction was a bit strange.
Sabo thought for a moment and quickly said, "I'll assist the island lord."
Support? Support is great, supports contribute without stealing kills.
Vera patted Sabo on the shoulder with satisfaction and stuffed the next batch of watermelon popsicles into Sabo's mouth.
Cool and refreshing, with the sweet taste of watermelon... It's amazing! Sabo couldn't help but turn around and glance at the iron pot that Violet had just built.
It was a rather simple iron pot, completely out of place with the casino's extravagant and luxurious style. He clearly saw steam rising from the pot while it was cooking, but the food that was cooked was actually wrapped in ice.
After eating the watermelon popsicle, Sabo immediately felt his body temperature begin to drop.
He exhaled a breath of cold air, and looked at Tesoro, who was slowly getting up, and whispered, "Does the island lord have any plans?"
Tesoro's gold leaf storm and the fine gold dust he sprinkles throughout the space are not easy to deal with. These two skills will greatly deplete their stamina and distract their attention. Coupled with the Golden Blast, which has amazing speed and attack range, Tesoro has enough of these three skills to suppress more than half of the pirates in the four seas.
No wonder he dared to fight against an entire pirate ship all by himself.
Violet beckoned to Sabo, and Sabo, ever the quick-witted man, brought his ear close to Violet's lips, ready to receive the island lord's instructions.
Sabo looked up at Vera in surprise: "Island Lord...are you sure?"
"Should we reconsider?"
“No need,” Violet shook her head. “Time isn’t on our side.”
Sabo hesitated, pursing his lips. Then, thinking about the battle between Vil and Tesoro, he had to admit that Vil's method was indeed the most effective and fastest.
“Alright,” Sabo laughed. “Then I’ll risk my life to accompany the island lord.”
"Don't worry, I won't let you die."
“Hmm.” Sabo chuckled softly. “I trust the island lord.”
Gold leaf flakes scattered everywhere were pasted onto Tesoro's golden armor on his chest, repairing the huge crack that had been pierced by Violet's tentacle spikes.
Did they add another person?
In Tesoro's view, this was clearly a sign that Violet and the others had run out of options.
Within the reach of his "golden madness" and gold dust, simply increasing the number of people is meaningless and a terrible move.
Tesoro's gaze fell on Law behind the two. That guy was almost at his limit, wasn't he? As long as he didn't help control those golden fragments, these two were nothing but lambs to the slaughter when facing his golden explosion.
The man, clad in heavy, hard golden armor, stomped heavily on the carpet, causing the gold foil that had been flying erratically in the air to begin spinning again.
"Golden Wave!"
The golden tornado reappeared inside the casino, this time even more magnificent than before.
Zeff and Sanji had to raise an arm to shield themselves so they could barely open their eyes and continue watching the battle with bated breath in the strong wind.
Gold leaf reflected the brilliance of the crystal chandelier from different angles, casting dappled patterns on Tezzolo's face.
It's over. These two arrogant brats, their short lives have come to an end here.
Tesoro is not a cruel killer, nor is he willing to kill two underage children, but... since he has decided to become the master of the underworld and control the operation of the entire world with money, he is destined to have his hands stained with blood.
Sympathy and pity are luxuries reserved for those high-ranking figures. For someone like him, a lowly rat born in the mud, all he can do is climb up at all costs.
And in this process, one is destined to tread upon countless bones.
Finish……
Bang!
A tremendous explosion rang out from within the golden tornado, and the shockwave from the explosion sent the rapidly spinning gold foil flying, severing the golden tornado in half.
What? !
Tesoro stared wide-eyed in disbelief. An explosion? Inside the Golden Tornado? Had those two brats gone mad? This might indeed blast the Golden Tornado apart, but were they courting death by facing the explosion head-on?!
A bead of cold sweat dripped from Tesoro's forehead. This life-for-life fighting style made Tesoro feel a chill, along with a strong sense of familiarity and considerable doubt.
The idea of risking one's life is not unfamiliar to Tesoro. The creatures living in the sewers have nothing but a worthless life, and can only repeatedly bet their only valuable possessions on the gambling table.
But judging from her clothes, jewelry, and appearance, Violet, even if she wasn't a noblewoman, was definitely a child from a wealthy family with a comfortable life.
How could someone who should have been born with a silver spoon in his mouth make such a move without hesitation?
Two words flashed through Tesoro's mind—madman.
Only a born madman, who is indifferent to his own and others' lives and treats everything in the world as a game, would do such a crazy thing.
No, it's useless. Even if he fights to the death to defeat the Golden Tornado, so what? He only needs a few minutes to create enough gold leaf again.
Where is she?! Tesoro used his Devil Fruit powers to carefully sense the gold leaf fragments stuck to Violet's weapons and wooden armor—
To the left rear!
Tesoro quickly turned around and forcefully struck backward with his arm!
"Bang!"
The wooden armor shattered, but it was completely empty inside!
All that Luo teleported over was Vera's wooden armor and weapons!
His attack missed, and by the time Tesoro realized something was wrong and tried to defend, it was too late. The sound of something cutting through the air came from behind him. Tesoro turned around and saw only a water pipe and a spear rapidly enlarging in his field of vision.
Thump! Bang!
Violet and Sabo seized the opportunity to relentlessly attack Tesoro. Just as Tesoro recovered from their onslaught and prepared to retaliate, Violet switched her spear for an ice staff and swiftly froze Tesoro into a human-shaped icicle.
Tesoro, with only his head sticking out of the ice: ...
Violet: "I won, yay!"
Violet: "Pfft!"
She suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood, which terrified Sabo and Luo.
Violet waved her hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, I still have 5 points of health left."
To ensure the explosion's effectiveness, Violet used three portions of gunpowder this time. Even with the wooden armor protecting her, the shockwave from the explosion instantly tore the new wooden armor apart and dealt over 100 damage to Violet.
Fortunately, she was quick-witted and gave the wooden armor covered in gold leaf to Sabo beforehand; otherwise, the wooden armor would have exploded, and the plan to lure the enemy would have failed.
While coughing up blood, Violet walked to the cooking pot, put in a portion of dragon fruit and three branches, and prepared to make several dragon fruit pies that could restore 40 health points.
As Sabo watched Violet's retreating figure, the image of her shielding him from the explosion kept replaying in his mind.
Luo, his face equally grim, pressed a dagger against Tesoro's neck.
He pressed down slightly with his wrist, cutting a shallow wound on Tesoro's side of his neck. Then, with a gentle flick of his index finger, a piece of gold foil fell into his palm.
Using the power of the Op-Op Fruit, Law controlled the gold leaf to break it into invisible tiny particles and sent them into Tesoro's body.
Tesoro, whose body was frozen stiff, raised his head and met Luo Hanbing's icy eyes.
"I'm in a terrible mood right now," Luo said slowly. "I never know when a slip of the hand might cause those gold pieces to pierce your internal organs."
"So from now on, you'd better cooperate obediently, understand?"
Just thinking about the image of Vera coughing up blood made Luo's emotions surge and he couldn't calm down at all.
His island owner was foolish and carefree, not caring about those injuries, but he did care.
“Yeah.” Sabo tapped his palm lightly with the hose, but Tesoro felt he would rather hit him on the head with it. “You’d better behave.”
"While the island lord still has some interest in you, you'd better think about what use you are that makes us want to let you go."
After all, the gold absorbed into the body could be easily removed by Law, and the only difference between Law and Tesoro doing it would be that it would take a little longer.
When Violet returned, munching on a dragon fruit pie, she saw Tesoro with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
Violet: ?
Violet looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression. Sabo smiled and said, "He probably felt too hot, after all, he had just finished strenuous exercise."
"hot?"
Violet looked at Tesoro, who was frozen in an ice shell, in disbelief. How could he feel hot? No wonder he's the seasonal boss; his physique is just different from ordinary people.
Violet poked Tesoro's forehead with the sharp tips of her tentacles.
Tesoro stared at the wet, sticky tentacles with suspicious bloodstains, his face clearly showing his refusal, but he still couldn't stop the tentacle from slapping him against his forehead.
Tesoro: ...
He felt like suction cups were stuck to his head, and it felt like teeth were biting him!
Then look at that little girl who was pale and vomiting blood just a second ago, but is now jumping around and poking his forehead with her tentacles... Tesoro no longer thinks she's crazy, he now thinks that Violet is a bit eerie!
"Can you extract all the gold dust that everyone has inhaled?"
Those who understand the times are wise, and Tezzolo nodded obediently.
Luo: "Everyone in the stadium was inhaling the gold dust."
Gold dust doesn't have any automatic recognition or avoidance function.
Oh, and what about those spectators? Sabo looked at Violet: "What are we going to do with those guys?"
Violet looked back at the NPCs she had initially ignored, and could easily divide them into two groups based on their clothing.
Noticing Vera's gaze, one of the men in a tuxedo stood up excitedly: "Quick, quick, make him get the gold dust out of our bodies!"
The one speaking was the captain of the Orbit. He had witnessed the entire battle. Although he didn't understand why that man had the ability to control gold, he had heard that the air in the casino was filled with invisible gold powder, and he had already inhaled countless amounts into his body.
Once that man manipulated that gold… he shuddered and touched his chest in horror.
No, he absolutely cannot let that terrible thing happen.
"Quickly order him to take out the gold dust. And, yes, didn't he bring his own gold? Make him use that gold to compensate all of us for our losses!"
Upon hearing this, Luo couldn't help but frown.
Even though they weren't pirates, the rules at sea dictate that the victor gets all the spoils. These guys not only didn't get to use the spoils that should have already belonged to Violet as compensation, but even their luggage, and even the guys themselves, are now entirely under Violet's control.
Zeff also sensed something was wrong.
He turned to look at the passengers on the passenger ship who were showing signs of interest, and sighed deeply in his heart.
A bunch of idiots and morons.
When facing me and Tesoro, she knew to shrink back and obediently offer up the treasure in order to save her life, so why does she dare to ask for compensation from Vil?
Is it underestimating Violet's age, or her gender? Have they forgotten that Violet was the one who defeated Tesoro head-on?
Vera: "Hmm, let him retrieve the gold powder for you, sure."
The captain smiled triumphantly. He knew it; he was just a kid. No matter how good he was at fighting, he couldn't beat him...
"300,000 Berries per person."
With the captain's stiff expression, Violet opened her palm towards him.
"Thank you for your patronage, no bargaining required."
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Author's note: It's impossible to make players suffer losses. [Eating popcorn emoji]
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