"Boss, let's change to a new table." Golden streams fell from the hole in the roof, transforming into a golden dining table and two golden chairs.
"Yes!" The boss and a group of waiters, hiding among the ruins, swallowed nervously.
It was unclear if it was luck, but the kitchen was still perfectly intact.
"BOSS, should I handle it personally?" Crocodile sat on a golden chair, watching the golden warrior and Aquite battling in the tavern street, a little eager to act.
"No rush." Kaos crossed his legs. The golden warrior, developed to this point, had never been truly used.
This pirate, who looked like a simpleton, was perfect for testing its performance.
Boom!!! The flagstone street cracked and spread with fissures. Two maces collided, creating a mighty shockwave.
Many pirates cursed and retreated, but none left.
In this collision, the golden warrior was at a disadvantage, retreating more than ten steps and leaving footprints, and the golden mace was also covered in cracks.
"He has some skill." Inside the dilapidated tavern, Kaos touched his golden earring.
The opponent's brute strength and Armament Haki were very powerful.
However~ Visibly, the golden warrior's majestic, all-gold figure began to transform into black-gold from head to toe.
Kaos also used Armament Haki. The ground beneath his feet exploded as the black-gold golden warrior charged forward, arriving in front of Aquite and striking with his mace.
The rolling roar seemed to squeeze the heart, making it difficult to breathe.
Aquite did not flinch, roaring and sweeping his mace out as well.
In an instant, a dull explosion spread. Aquite's simple face turned red.
After only a brief stalemate, the black-gold mace, along with his own mace, slammed into his chest.
His throat felt a metallic taste, and he couldn't help but spit out blood.
His six-meter-tall body flew out, penetrating buildings with continuous explosions, and a large cloud of dust directly enveloped half the street!
The golden warrior strode powerfully, dragging his black-gold mace into the ruins, expressionless, like an emotionless fighting machine.
"I will not lose." Pushing away the broken walls and wood chips from his body, Aquite wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Holding his mace, he looked at the approaching golden warrior and charged out in extreme anger, launching the first attack.
The two maces clashed again. Aquite's face was in pain, his entire arm trembling.
"Pfft~" Before Aquite could retreat, the golden warrior landed a left hook on his face, causing Aquite to bend over and spit out blood, along with a tooth.
Without giving Aquite a chance, the golden warrior then kneed Aquite in the jaw, causing the ground within thirty meters to explode, and Aquite lost control of his body, beginning to lift off the ground.
Just then, the golden warrior spun rapidly, delivering a spinning kick directly to Aquite's chest.
Instantly, a sonic boom pierced the air, and Aquite transformed into a long rainbow, smashing through everything in his path, and most of the street disappeared.
"Ptooey! Ptooey!" Climbing out of the rubble, Aquite shook his head, spat out the dirt and dust from his mouth, and looked at the striding golden warrior, his eyes beginning to turn red.
His entire robust physique began to swell, and his simple, large face started to squirm.
Especially, a pair of curved horns grew on his forehead, thick fur sprouted on his upper body, and he roared, sending out waves of sound.
"It's here, Zoan · Ox-Ox Fruit · Buffalo Form."
"Buffalo Aquite in his transformed state is not to be trifled with. Both his attack and defense are extremely abnormal; even bullets are useless against him."
"That powerful?"
"Otherwise, how do you think Buffalo Aquite got his 220 million bounty!"
"The transformed Aquite can even heavily injure a Marine Vice Admiral!"
"Interesting!" Inside the restaurant, food had already been served again. Kaos ate while observing with Observation Haki.
The opponent's beast-human transformation had made his aura far exceed the 220 million bounty. But it was still not enough!
The golden warrior walked faster and faster, eventually breaking into a run and shooting forward, arriving in front of Aquite and striking with a mace.
Aquite still did not dodge. His transformed body had reached seven meters, a meter taller than the golden warrior. His enormous size exuded oppressiveness.
He held his mace in his right hand and swung it out with equal force. His strength had at least several times compared to before.
A powerful shockwave spread, and both sides retreated one step. The golden warrior turned and swung his mace. Aquite snorted two streams of air from his nostrils, completely oblivious to dodging, and just went for it!
He held his mace in front of him to block, then clenched his left fist, wrapped in Armament Haki, and charged with an overwhelming force that fully demonstrated his immense strength.
The golden warrior also did not dodge, clenching his fist and punching out.
Boom! The ground beneath their feet exploded, sending various rocks and dirt flying. Dense, spiderweb-like cracks spread hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye.
Aquite roared, raising his mace high and bringing it down with terrifying force. The golden warrior also held his mace and swung it out, with no intention of dodging.
A sky-high explosion erupted, and a hundred-meter-wide crater continuously spread. The golden warrior's feet sank deep into the ground, and his entire black-gold head was half-indented.
Meanwhile, Aquite's head was tilted, his eyes bulging. Even with his head covered by Armament Haki, he couldn't withstand it.
With a whooshing sound, he was pushed across the ground, leaving a huge gully, lying at the end, covered in blood.
His entire head was buzzing, disoriented, and blood continuously oozed from his seven orifices. He tried to climb up several times but couldn't stand!
The golden warrior had no such impediment. He pulled his feet out of the mud, and his indented head returned to normal. He still walked coldly towards Aquite.
"Cough cough!" Aquite supported himself with both hands, coughing up blood. He shook his head and stood up, swaying as if drunk, but finally managed to stabilize himself.
"I will not lose!" One must admit the terrifying nature of Zoan types.
Aquite looked at the approaching golden warrior, and the dizziness in his head quickly passed.
Although his mace was nowhere to be found, he still had his fists. As the golden warrior approached, Aquite threw a punch.
This punch caused the golden warrior's cheek to indent, forming a fist-print, and his upper body bent over.
However, the golden warrior quickly straightened up and gave Aquite a right hook.
As blood and teeth sprayed, Aquite scuttled sideways like a crab for a few steps. He turned around, veins throbbing on his forehead; he was very unconvinced.
The golden warrior's cheek returned to normal. The mace in his hand merged into his arm, making him slightly taller. He walked towards Aquite bare-handed.
The two stared at each other face to face. Aquite snorted two streams of air from his nostrils, clenched his fist, wrapped in Armament Haki, and raised it high, delivering another unyielding right hook.
The golden warrior still did not dodge, allowing the punch to land on his face. As the surrounding ground beneath his feet churned, the golden warrior bent over, half his face indented.
But he quickly straightened up, clenched his fist, and gave Aquite a right hook as well.
And Aquite was equally stubborn, refusing to dodge.
Blood and teeth sprayed. Aquite's half-deformed face, reeling and dizzy, still endured it after stumbling a few steps sideways.
Undoubtedly, Aquite's stubbornness had flared up. Shaking his head to clear it, he looked at the golden warrior standing before him and punched him in the abdomen, causing his entire fist to sink in.
Then the golden warrior also punched Aquite in the abdomen. This caused Aquite's body to lift off the ground, his body arching, as if his liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all coming out.
A burst of energy formed behind him, shooting up into the sky. Finally, he flew out uncontrollably, smashing to the ground and clutching his body, constantly dry heaving.
His face had turned green.
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