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Chapter 120: Golden City Gulan Tezoro
[A few days later, New World, Gran, Tezzolo Sea]
The sea of New World was surging, dark clouds were rolling in the sky, and golden beams of light were rising from the sea level, like the revelation of the Kingdom of God descending to earth.
The legendary golden city, Gran Tezoro, stood on the sea like a god's crown, its golden light illuminating all directions and blinding people.
The huge golden city is like a floating empire, and the golden dome covers the entire sea. The glittering city of wealth stands quietly in the sea breeze, like a silent giant beast, devouring all greed and despair.
At the port, an ordinary and inconspicuous merchant ship quietly docked, and a figure as tall as a sword walked down the side of the ship.
His black casual suit made him look straight, his short hair was neat, and his hawk-like eyes were like cold light drawn out of its sheath. His calm aura was enough to chill people's hearts without revealing any murderous intent.
It was Marine Admiral Xuanlin Rogge.
With his hands in his pockets and a leisurely pace, he looked like a wealthy businessman seeking pleasure.
The gold powder floating in the air of the Golden City is as fine as smoke. The particles called "gold dust" have long penetrated every inch of space in the city. They are the eyes used by Tesoro to control and monitor the entire city.
However, when the gold powder tried to approach Rogge, it shattered silently half a meter away, as if it had hit an invisible barrier, and eventually turned into dust and disappeared without a trace.
"Huh?" This scene directly alarmed the monitoring room.
"Gold dust...can't get close?"
The officer in charge of monitoring sat up straight abruptly, his fingers moving rapidly on the console, only to discover that all monitoring data within a three-meter radius around Rogge was blank, as if that area had been completely erased.
"How is this possible?!"
Rogge strolled through the streets of the Golden City, each step falling on the ground paved with gold. Between his steps, one could seem to hear the groaning of wealth.
Champagne fountains flowed with champagne mixed with amber liquor, and topless slaves were forced to dance and perform with deliberately raised fake smiles on their faces.
Next to the champagne fountain, a drunken tycoon hugged a scantily clad dancer and splashed wine around.
The casino hall was bustling with people, the chips on the gambling table were piled up like mountains, and the well-dressed nobles and wealthy people were betting frantically, their eyes filled with crazy greed.
"Buy it and leave it!"
The dealer announced loudly and the gamblers placed their bets frantically.
A loud shout was heard, and the noble gambler suddenly lost and his face turned pale.
Before he could react, two burly guards had roughly carried him away and thrown him directly into the "debtor prison" made of gold.
"If you don't pay me by tomorrow, I'll send it to the auction house."
The guard's cold voice echoed in the hall shining with golden light.
Rogge's eyes lingered on the cage for a moment, then he ignored it.
High up on the golden throne, Gild Tesoro held an exquisite crystal glass in one hand. The scarlet wine swayed in the glass, reflecting his playful smile.
"What a rare guest..."
Tesoro leaned lazily on the golden throne, flicked his fingertips, and gold powder surged like water, condensing into the figure of Rogge floating in the air.
"Marine Admiral,玄麟·Rogge."
Tezulo chuckled. "You actually came to my territory alone?"
He raised his hand, and the gold dust condensed into a line of words, floating towards the cadres in the monitoring room:
"Invite him to the VIP room."
As Rogge stepped into the depths of the casino, a figure quietly emerged from the mural and stood in front of him silently like a ghost.
Mr. Tanaka, Tezulo's most loyal guard.
"This gentleman."
Tanaka bowed slightly, his smile respectful yet veiled. "My master is very interested in you. I beg you to honor me with your presence."
Rogge's expression remained unchanged, he just glanced at him lightly.
"lead the way."
Tanaka's smile deepened. He made a "please" gesture, and with a flash of his figure, he led Rogge towards the depths of the Golden Throne.
Rogge followed, the corner of his black suit rising slightly.
In the monitoring room, the images on all the screens are focused on this moment.
"Master, he agreed."
Tezulo smiled and lifted his wine glass, taking a sip. "Interesting... Let me see how long this Admiral of 'Absolute Justice' can last in my Golden Hell."
The afterglow of the golden throne was as red as blood, and the storm that swept the entire city had quietly arrived.
The gilded door of the VIP room slid open silently, and Rogge walked in. His black leather shoes made a steady sound as they stepped on the pure gold floor tiles.
In the center of the room, Tesoro sat high on the golden throne, the scarlet wine swaying in the glass, reflecting his half-smile.
He was dressed in a white suit, a gold tie, and jeweled rings on his fingers, exuding a luxurious and dangerous aura.
"Welcome, Marine Admiral."
Tezulo raised his hand, his voice deep and magnetic, "It's an honor to have Xuanlin Rogge of Absolute Justice come to visit me personally."
Rogge looked indifferent as he swept his eyes across the room - the walls were inlaid with precious oil paintings, crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, and two guards stood in the corner, namely Mr. Tanaka and Baccarat.
"Tezoro."
Rogge said, his voice cold, "You have a good intelligence network."
Tezulo chuckled, his fingertips gently rubbing the rim of the cup.
"Nothing in this city can hide from my eyes."
He leaned forward slightly, his golden eyes gleaming. "Especially someone like you...who even gold dust can't get close to."
Tezulo raised his hand, and the waiter immediately brought an unopened bottle of red wine with the World Government emblem on the label.
Tezzolo poured the wine himself, the golden liquid swirling in the glass. "I 'borrowed' this from Mariejois's private cellar. Even Celestial Dragons might not be able to drink it."
Tesoro used the power of the Gold-Gold Fruit to levitate the bottle and rotate it in front of Rogge.
Rogge didn't take the cup, but just glanced at it lightly.
"I have no interest in alcohol."
Tezulo raised his eyebrows and shook his head in mock regret.
"What a pity."
He swirled his glass and took a sip. "But that's true. How could someone like you indulge in such 'depraved' pleasures?"
Rogge's eyes turned slightly cold.
"You invited me here, didn't you just want to buy me a drink?"
Tezulo's smile widened, and he put his glass down, crossing his hands to his chin.
"Of course not."
He said in a playful tone, "I'm just curious. Why would a Marine Admiral come to my 'lawless land' all by himself?"
Rogge looked directly at Tezulo, his voice low and clear.
"Let me see how rotten this 'Golden Hell' is."
Tezulo narrowed his eyes, his smile still there, but the temperature in his eyes dropped suddenly.
"rot?"
He chuckled. "Admiral Rogge, your words are truly hurtful. This is the world's most prosperous entertainment capital, a paradise that countless people dream of."
Rogge glanced coldly out the window - gamblers were betting wildly, slaves were forced to perform, and those who lost everything were dragged into debtor's prison.
"Using other people's suffering to build your own paradise?"
Rogge said sarcastically, "Is this your 'paradise'?"
Tezulo's smile finally faded, and a hint of gloom flashed in his golden eyes.
"pain?"
He slowly stood up, the golden ground trembling slightly with his steps. "This world is a world where the strong prey on the weak. Money is power, and power is truth!"
"They lose because they are weak! They become slaves because they are not strong enough!"
Rogge was unmoved and said coldly:
"So, you think you're strong?"
Tezoro suddenly raised his hand, and the gold in the entire room twisted instantly. The walls, floor, and ceiling all turned into flowing golden liquid, surging like huge waves!
"Here, I am God!"
He grinned fiercely, and the gold condensed into a huge palm, grabbing Rogge fiercely!
Rogge stood there, not even blinking.
"Bang--!"
The giant golden palm shattered half a meter away from him, and gold powder splattered everywhere!
Tezulo's pupils shrank.
Rogge slowly raised his head, and in his dark eyes, the scarlet Conqueror's Haki spread like a tide!
"Your so-called 'divine authority'..."
"You are nothing in front of me."