"Mr. Barong, the world calls you the uncrowned king of the Underworld. How did you overturn the entire criminal world in just a few short years?"
Faced with the reporter's question, Barong Cromwell took an elegant sip of tea and replied with a smile:
"First, I never deal in human trafficking. That's a barbaric business. I only engage in the respectable trades of finance and Devil Fruits."
"Second, when I do business with the Four Emperors, I believe in one thing: integrity."
"And finally..." Cromwell's smile slowly faded, his gaze turning cold and feverish. "I simply can't stand those people up in the sky who call themselves 'gods.' So I plan to pull them down from their thrones and see if their blood is just as red as ours."
This is the story of an outsider who emerged from the West Blue, an Underworld emperor who controls the lifeblood of the world economy.
When Cromwell finally revealed his hand, the whole world trembled.
