Adventurer King and the like, are now just a self-indulgence within Kouta and his crew.
After all, this world is the world of the Pirate King, not the world of the Adventurer King.
In the general perception of the world, those who conquer the seas are inevitably the Pirate King, and can only be the Pirate King, not some Adventurer King.
Therefore, at this moment, they could only entertain such thoughts in their hearts.
However, Kouta believed that as long as he reached the final island and became the true Pirate King, then if he were to promote the idea, calling him the Adventurer King, coupled with the fact that he would have already dealt with Im and the World Government.
With the help of the Revolutionary Army, the Marines, and the World Economic News, an organization like the Adventurer's Guild would surely spread throughout the seas.
By then, whether he was the Pirate King or the Adventurer King, it would be his word alone.
Hmm...
He could also be called the last overlord of the martial world.
Hmm... incorrect, he should be the last Pirate King of the seas.
Hahaha!!
Getting sidetracked, getting sidetracked.
Let's shift our focus back to Dressrosa.
After Kouta's gaze withdrew, Perospero clearly felt the pressure in his soul lighten, allowing him to break free from that bizarre void of starry sky.
"Hoo~"
Bending over, Perospero opened his mouth and greedily breathed in the air.
At this moment, he was like a fish out of water, once again returned to the water, his body's craving for air was like a fish's craving for water.
"Brother Perospero, what's wrong?"
Charlotte Amande stepped forward, her face pale, reaching out to support Perospero, her face filled with concern and panic.
Kaido is dead, King is dead, and Mother is currently in a fit. What should they do?
From the moment she was born, her mother was at the pinnacle of the world, so in her life, she had never encountered such a situation as today, which momentarily threw her into a state of disarray.
If Brother Perospero were to have an accident at this time, she and her younger siblings behind her would likely collapse.
"I'm fine."
Perospero straightened up, not daring to look at the palace highlands. It was too terrifying. Even from such a distance, his gaze alone had almost suffocated him.
Although it was because his emotions were unstable after seeing Kaido's corpse that he was so easily suppressed by the silver-haired brat's gaze.
But being pulled into that bizarre space from such a distance without doing anything, it was enough to understand how terrifying that brat was.
So, at this moment, he no longer dared to look at Kouta casually, especially at his azure blue pupils.
He turned his head, gave Charlotte Amande a slight smile, then quickly turned around and said loudly, "Let's return to the ship first."
"Go."
The younger siblings glanced at Perospero, then at Kaido's corpse, and then, with pale faces, quickly turned and ran towards the shore.
This was their second evacuation from Dressrosa.
The first time was when Mother's food craving erupted. They knew the horrors of food craving and merely avoided the sharp edge.
But this second time, it was a true escape, a true fear.
"Yo! Where do you think you're going at this hour?"
Screech...!
Stopping abruptly, everyone looked with sheer terror at... at the silver-haired figure who suddenly appeared, floating in front of them, exuding no aura, yet in their eyes, it quickly replaced the heavens and earth, filling their entire vision.
The figure turned around, suspended in mid-air without any visible support, as if a true god.
The figure raised its head, its azure blue pupils devoid of any emotion, a faint, mocking smile playing on its handsome face, causing everyone's breathing to slow down.
Perospero could guess who killed Kaido, and they could also guess.
After all, there were only a few strong individuals on the island, and they had previously witnessed the silver-haired one suppressing Kaido with their own eyes.
Their throats bobbed as they frantically swallowed.
Even though they were the Big Mom Pirates, who dominated the New World, even though they were the children of Charlotte Linlin, one of the Four Emperors, they now felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
After all, the person before them was the one who killed another Four Emperor of the same caliber as their mother!
"What? Is the Four Emperor's crew just these weaklings?"
Kouta looked at the crowd, a hint of disdain in his eyes. "You don't even dare to speak."
"Silver-haired one."
Unable to do anything else, Perospero pushed aside the crowd and stepped out from behind.
He looked up at Kouta, his usual crazy smile gone, replaced by a solemn expression. If one looked closely, they could even see fear in the depths of his pupils.
He dared not look Kouta in the eye, so his eyelids were half-closed, as if he hadn't woken up.
"What exactly do you want?"
"What do I want?"
Kouta stared at Perospero, his lips gradually curving upwards into a mocking smile.
He could, of course, sense Perospero's state and mood.
This guy was indeed a bit weak, far from his brother Katakuri.
He had actually left a psychological shadow on him with just one glance.
Shaking his head, Kouta's smile faded, and his gaze turned cold.
"Originally, I wanted to chat with you all more, but now it seems you should all just die!"
"He wants to kill us."
Forgetting his psychological shadow, Perospero quickly widened his eyes, looked at Kouta, and then tried to tell his younger siblings to escape.
At this moment, a peculiar spatial fluctuation surged forth, instantly enveloping an area of forty meters, encompassing Perospero and the younger siblings behind him.
Then, to everyone's horrified gaze, an irresistible pressure descended from the sky, pressing down fiercely upon them.
Bang bang bang!!
Except for Perospero, everyone else, including Charlotte Amande, the third daughter of Charlotte Linlin, who was still quite strong, was forced to their knees by the pressure.
Kouta stepped forward, instantly appearing before Perospero, who was supporting himself on his knees, desperately resisting the pressure, and staring fixedly at him.
"What? Not convinced?"
Without giving Perospero a chance to speak, Kouta, holding Zankou, drew his sword with a fierce motion.
Zing—!
The blade emerged from the sheath, carrying a clear, cold light, like a crescent moon hanging upside down, slicing directly upwards through Perospero's leaning body.
Bang—!
With his body severed, Perospero could no longer hold on and was directly pressed to the ground by the pressure.
Hiss hiss hiss!!
Blood, bright red blood, instantly stained the earth.
Kouta shook his head, holding Zankou in his right hand, performed a sword flourish, and then made a horizontal slash.
A semicircular silver light instantly cut through the entire spatial domain.
Bang bang bang!!
With numerous sounds of falling, all the Big Mom members who had come to Dressrosa this time met the same fate as Perospero.
Glancing at the corpses in the sea of blood, Kouta waved his right hand, flicked the blood off his sword, sheathed it, and his figure slowly vanished from the spot.
Kouta felt no disturbance in his heart after killing these individuals.
At most, he merely sighed, marveling at how formidable Charlotte Linlin was, capable of bearing offspring of all races.