The power and the power of money are undoubtedly amazing. In just half a month, a magnificent palace complex was located on this beautiful island.

At this moment, in the empty hall.

The eyes on the throne and under the steps were quietly staring at each other, and the ethereal and graceful music fluttered in the air.

Listening to this familiar tune, as if it was from the depths of the soul, Robin looked dazed, as if he had returned to ten years ago.

"Mr. Apophis, you, do you remember me?"

"You have some impression. You are the first one to dare to break into my room."

Robin pursed his lips and thanked him seriously, "Mr. Apophis, thank you. I hope you won't mind the thank you for being ten years late."

"No need to thank me. I didn't hold back then. It was because your will to survive was tough enough."

Robin didn't speak. During the years of her escape, she was used to intrigue and experienced too much deception and betrayal.

The straightforward words like Apophis made her feel relieved.

What's more, her behavior back then could be said to be a shield, and it was already kind enough that the other party did not kill her directly.

So Robin quickly put himself in his position, "Mr. Apophis, do you have anything you need me to do?"

"You probably guessed it too. Of course, it was for that blank history." Apophis said.

Robin was a little surprised, "It's just a blank history, isn't it an ancient weapon?"

In her opinion, shouldn't a big pirate like Apophis be more interested in ancient weapons?

"If you are willing to help, of course I don't mind." Apophis naturally knew what to do so that the seeds of rebellion would not be planted in the other party's heart.

Robin was so wary that it would not take a day or night to change her beliefs.

"I, I..." Robin subconsciously opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. The miserable childhood experience made her instinctively resist bringing ancient weapons to this world.

At the same time, an unspeakable touch arose in her heart. It was the first time in so many years that someone really set out from her position.

Just when Robin was in a state of confusion, he heard Apophis say, "You go down first, a new guest is coming."

"...Yes!" Robin calmed down, put the mask in his hand on his face, bent down and bowed, and then slowly retreated.

"This guy is..." Marco and Robin, who were coming in from outside the palace, crossed with doubts. It seemed that only those who had a very high status under Apophis could wear masks.

But the person who just passed by didn't have any strong aura no matter how hard he looked.

"Malco, what's wrong with you?" Joz asked looking at the pineapple head that was landing behind him.

"It's nothing, let's go." Marco shook his head and followed the few people into the hall.

Soon, the three of them met Apophis on the throne.

Among these three, the most complicated mentality is undoubtedly Bista. He was on the same level as him nine years ago, and even Apophis, who was famous for defeating him, is now standing side by side with his father.

As for Marco, the warning signs in his heart rose infinitely. As an immortal bird, he is undoubtedly the most sensitive to the breath of life.

The guy opposite was emitting a terrible smell of blood, not only did he feel like he was dead.

There are many cruel pirates Marco thought he had seen, such as Kaido and Big Mom, who are cold-blooded monsters who do not take their lives seriously at all.

But he had never seen anyone like Apophis who was completely dead and extremely cold.

A person who regards himself as a dead person naturally has no bottom line or taboos.

"No wonder he dared to kill the Tianlong people back then. Perhaps in his eyes, even his own life can be abandoned at any time! This guy is definitely a cruel and cruel man!"

Thinking of this, Marco's drooping eyelids were completely opened. He would not dare to be careless even if he was just negotiating.

At this time, Apophis on the throne finally spoke, "I heard from my subordinates that you came for pure gold?"

"As long as you are willing to give us pure gold, you can do anything." Joz shouted anxiously.

"No, Joz is too eager!" Marco's heart sank slightly.

Sure enough, the next moment I heard Apophis ask, "Look at your appearance, is it almost impossible for you to be a white beard?"

"What did you bastard say? Dad didn't..."

Joz was halfway through his speech and was stopped by Marco urgently, "Sorry, Joz was reckless."

Joz's eyes were filled with anger. When did this guy Marco become so weak?

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in his brother, but he really can’t tolerate any matters related to his father.

"It doesn't matter. I never get angry. If anyone makes me unhappy, I will kill it on the spot." Apophis said calmly.

Joz was so angry that his eyes were even swollen. This bastard didn't take him seriously.

Marco knew that what the guy said was probably not a lie. If he went crazy, the identity of the Whitebeard Pirates would not have any effect on him.

"What do you want to do to sell us pure gold?"

"Although we are both pirates, this does not mean that we are in the same camp. It is normal for pirates to fight each other."

Apophis's voice suddenly turned cold, "Since that's the case, why should I sell you pure gold?"

"you……"

Just as Joz was about to speak, Marco pressed down again, "With your personality, if you really don't want to sell, you won't say so much to us at all."

"I'm right?"

"You know me quite well."

He should be a combat maniac like Hawkeye, but he is not as pure as Hawkeye, otherwise he would not have eaten the devil fruit. It is precisely because of this that what he longs for is not the world's number one great swordsman.

Thinking of this, Marco said in a deep voice, "What you want is to snatch the world's strongest title from your father. With your pride, do you really hope that this process will become imperfect?"

The face under Apophis's mask became a little weird. Is this guy helping to replenish his character?

Because Marco was thinking so hard, he felt embarrassed to expose it.

"You are right, I really don't mind giving you pure gold. But..."

Just as Marco and the other two were happy, they heard Apophis say again.

"This pure gold is not as beautiful as you think. It can indeed prolong life and even delay terminal illnesses infinitely. But the problem is that people who are shrouded in the light of pure gold will even slow down the division speed of body cells."

"As a ship doctor, you should understand, this means..."

Marco took over the topic with a serious expression, "It means that the recovery speed of the body and the movement speed will gradually slow down."

"In this world, nothing is perfect. Eternal life or prosperity. You can choose one yourself."
Chapter completed!