The strongest belongs to me, Diablo!

left, and right?
In the past, or now?
"This is not a problem that needs to be entangled!"

When Diablo's words fell, his hand had already grasped the handle of the door leading to the past.

At this time, the voice of the Crimson King sounded again.

"Don't you understand? We are all slaves of fate. All of this is just a matter of fate. Even if you choose to go back, you will just go through it again. It is impossible to make any changes."

The voice is full of allure, like a demon leading people to the abyss.

But Diablo didn't hesitate at all, he pushed the door open and walked in.

"Maybe the other side of the door isn't nice.

Maybe...the only thing waiting for me is the end.

But, so what! "

At this moment, his eyes became firmer than ever before.

"If this is fate, then I will accompany you to the end!"

The moment he stepped through the light gate, the world behind him began to collapse.

The sky was torn apart, and the earth was trembling, like the end of the world.

Countless people are constantly wailing.

"I just hope you won't regret it!"

The surface of the Crimson King's body also began to shatter, but the speed was not very fast.

Immediately afterwards, he walked slowly to the same dilapidated palace.

Sitting on the throne, propping his chin with his palm, he silently watched the collapse of the world.

"I'll stay here forever, waiting for your arrival..."

Hearing this, Diablo's footsteps stopped, but he still walked over.

Then the light door was completely closed.

The collapse has also come to an end.

Only the voice of the Crimson King was still echoing in the void.

……

Alabasta.

The boundless sea of ​​fire has subsided, leaving only the surface of the sea still boiling.

"call--"

Sakaski exhaled lightly, and then walked towards the sea.

In the next second, his steps stopped.

"Ok?"

His sense of knowledge is frantically warning.

It was as if some scourge had awakened behind him.

It made him subconsciously alert, and hot magma flowed on the surface of his body again.

At the same time, he locked his eyes on the 'corpse' lying on the ground.

"boom--"

"boom--"

A strong heartbeat sounded, and Diablo stood up in a strange posture.

"The battle is not over yet, where are you going...?"

Diablo held out a hand, and at the same time the space around him began to collapse.

"King Crimson!"

With a low shout, a red and white figure appeared behind him, and waved his palm at the same time.

All the surrounding creatures started meaningless movements.

Diablo himself walked to the port and waved lightly.

"Crack-"

A white line appeared on the warship, and then fell to the sides.

The space is back to normal.

"Puff-"

Countless navies fell into the boiling sea.

Seeing this, Kuzan not far away had no choice but to stretch his hands into the scalding sea water, releasing low-temperature freezing air.

The temperature of the seawater is reduced extremely rapidly, and at the same time, the power of the freezing air must be controlled, so as not to freeze all these marines into popsicles.

"It seems that you still want to struggle."

Sakaski shot out in anger, and the crimson magma had condensed into the shape of a dog's head in mid-air, biting towards Diablo's head.

【Dog nibbles red lotus】

However, this time, Diablo did not choose to dodge, nor did he choose to use the ability to delete time.

With vertical palms forming knives, a slight afterimage appeared in mid-air as he waved the knives in his hands.

"Shh-"

In an instant, the magma dog's head in mid-air was divided into dozens of pieces.

The magma that lost its ability to support fell to the ground and cooled down quickly.

"How come?!" Sakaski's eyes widened.

He could feel that Diablo's attack just now did not cover the armed arrogance.

However, how can flesh and blood alone touch the hot magma?

But before he could figure it out, Diablo had disappeared from his eyes.

"Shh-"

……

Navy Headquarters, Marshal's Office.

At this moment, Zhan Guo was looking at the document he had just received, his brows were tightly furrowed.

In the room, there are two veteran lieutenant generals, Garp and He.

"Crack-"

"Crack-"

The teeth collided with the senbei, producing a crisp sound.

"If you want to eat, go out and eat!" Zhan Guo said angrily.

"Oh." Garp responded.

Just continue to sit on the sofa.

A bag of senbei was quickly eaten up, and Garp skillfully walked to the side cabinet and opened the second drawer.

I took out a pack of unopened senbei from inside.

The crane on the side glanced at it, and then wondered, "Why are they all orange?"

"Who knows." Garp sat back on the sofa again.

Pulling his hands, he tore open the packaging bag.

Then grabbed a handful and put it in his mouth.

"Crack-"

"Who told... that guy from the Warring States... all he bought were orange flavors." Karp said vaguely.

A lot of packing bags have been piled up beside him.

At this time, Zhan Guo put down the documents in his hand, looked at the packing bags in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Then he rushed out from the desk, picked up Karp's collar, and cursed angrily: "Karp, you bastard, can't you buy senbei yourself if you want to eat it?"

"Well, these senbei are special offerings from the Holy Land. With my meager salary as a lieutenant general, I can't buy many even if I go bankrupt. Here..."

With that said, Garp also handed over the few packaging bags left in his hand.

"Humph--"

Zhan Guo snorted coldly, but still took the packaging bag, "If you really want a high salary, you can be promoted to a general. One year's salary is enough for you to vomit."

Hearing this, Karp sneered, and then retreated to the sofa.

"Forget it, let me be a dog to the bastards of the Tianlong people just for a few senbei, no matter how you think about it, it's not worth it."

Then Garp turned his attention to Lieutenant General He.

Decades have passed, and the years have left enough traces on this once heroic beauty.

"Xiaohe, help me persuade this guy from the Warring States Period, so that he doesn't want me to be promoted to a general all day long."

"I think he's right." He picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip.

"Even you are like this, I'd better go home and see my grandson."

Garp lowered his head in frustration, and then looked at Zhan Guo, "Zhan Guo, grant me a month's leave, and I want to go back to Donghai."

"you……"

Zhan Guo closed his eyes, and the veins in the hand that was pinched by his side bulged.

"Hey, don't be so stingy, it's a big deal to overdraw your vacation!"

"You bastard's vacation has been advanced 70 years in the future, do you want to die and erect a monument in Marlin Vandor?"

"Okay, Zhan Guo, why did you call us here?" He finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked.

"Ah."

Zhan Guo nodded, then picked up a document from the table and handed it to the two of them.

"Look at this!"