One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

"June 6th, Sky Island Journey

Three days and three days, three days and three days. I had no choice before, but now I just want to be a good person!

But I, a good man, have been tied up in Bika like a dog for half a month!

Eneloo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (a full page of exclamation points)

I miss Cook so much, I really want to kill Enelu! ! ! ! "

Late at night, Saint Iran recorded his adventure in his notebook. Looking at the series of thrilling words, every word looked like blood.

Close the notebook and carefully put it into your arms

"Iran Saint, what are you busy with? Eat some fruit."

The considerate elder sister Kuria walked into Iran Saint's house carrying a plate of Sky Island specialties.

"I was wondering how to find Eneloo."

Irani Saint was chatting with Kulia while eating fruit.

"Why do you have to find Enelu?"

"Because I have a hunch that he is going to do something bad. For the sake of love and peace, I must find him!"

When he said this, the Holy Spirit of Iran was radiating light. Maybe this is the radiance of justice!

"Haha~ If you are looking for someone, why not ask the Lord God?" Kuria covered his mouth and chuckled.

"Yes"

He patted his forehead and suddenly realized.

Of course the Iranian Saint knew who she was talking about, God Ganfor. He is not an Iranian saint, but he has been on the empty island for so long that this so-called "god" has no sense of existence at all.

It stands to reason that as a ruler, if an uninvited guest suddenly comes to the territory, it is impossible for him to take no action.

Combined with the fact that he showed his identity as a Tianlong when he came here,

It seems that this god knows what the Tianlong people represent. The Iranian saint pinched his chin and pondered secretly.

Early the next morning, Holy Land Apayado

The Iranian Saint stood on this land and looked at the surrounding environment.

Apayado in the early morning is filled with light mist, lush forests, and the towering Palace of Gods.

It is indeed very beautiful. Saint Iran walked towards the palace while admiring the beautiful scenery here.

"stop!"

"who!"

As soon as Saint Iran stepped onto the stone steps, several people dressed as guards jumped out.

Team of Gods? Iran Saint thought for a moment and then said

"Go and tell your gods that the Celestial Dragons are coming!"

"How dare you be so disrespectful to God!"

"Back off, Qinghai people. God is not something you can see just because you want to!"

"Tsk, it's troublesome~ Guxian·10-meter big stick."

While talking about trouble, the Iranian Saint enthusiastically took out his 10-long stick.

Before the members of the God's Team could react, they were beaten away, leaving only one guard standing there shivering.

Iran Sheng glared at the guard and shouted softly:

"Aren't you going soon?"

When the guards heard this, they rolled and climbed towards the mountain.

Sure enough, there was no other obstacle along the way, but the god did not come out to greet him.

It seems that although God Ganfor knows something about Qinghai, he doesn’t know much about it.

Iran Saint admired the scenery along the way and walked towards the top of the mountain thoughtfully.

In the shrine in the Holy Land, an old man sat steadily on the throne, his eyes fixed on the curtain not far away.

His hands kept rubbing the armrests of the seat. It seemed that his heart was far less peaceful than it seemed.

Suddenly, a pair of hands reached out from outside the curtain, and suddenly opened the curtain, and a blond man walked in.

Seeing this, the old man quickly stood up and walked quickly to the blond man, bowing and saluting. But why wait for him to speak?

"You have a lot of airs, old man!"

Seeing the old man stop in front of him and salute, Iran Sheng did not stop, but walked forward on his own, speaking as he walked.

"that"

"Old man, put your little thoughts away! Where did you hear about the Celestial Dragons?"

The Iranian Saint walked straight to the throne, interrupted the old man again, turned and sat on the throne, looking down at the old man below.

"Humph, I went to Qinghai when I was young and communicated with the World Government."

After being interrupted twice in a row, the old man seemed to get angry and snorted coldly.

As if he didn't hear anything, the Iranian Saint stretched out his little finger to pick out his ears and asked slowly.

"Hey, Gan Fuer, right? Just now at the foot of the mountain, your guards showed their weapons to me. Do you know what will happen to the king's guards in Qinghai if they dare to draw their swords on the Tianlong people?!"

The Iranian Saint stood up, took a few steps forward, leaned slightly and stared into Ganfor's eyes and said word by word.

"Your island will be destroyed! Your citizens will be slaughtered! Of course not all of them will be slaughtered, and some will be sold into slavery."

Speaking of this, the Iranian Saint raised a smile on his lips and said softly

"Tsk tsk, the angels from Sky Island are really a rare breed~ I will definitely buy thousands of these animals every day."

"Enough! This is not Qinghai!" Perhaps the picture he painted stimulated the old man's nerves, and the old man interrupted the Iranian saint's words loudly.

"boom!"

Seeing that he dared to interrupt him, Iran Sheng stepped up and kicked him out.

The old man passed through the curtain and flew out of the shrine.

The Iranian Saint didn't give up. He quickly followed up with Shao, jumped up in the air and stomped on Ganfuer's chest!

"Crack!~"

With a loud noise, Ganfor was stepped on by the Iranian Saint. Under the violent impact, network cracks appeared on the stone slab!

"Crash~"

Seeing that their "god" was being trampled under their feet, the God Team gathered around him.

"Back off!" Before Iran Saint could speak, Ganfuor's voice sounded first.

The Iranian saint leaned down and looked at the old man at his feet, and let out a sharp laugh.

"Hahaha, you are right! This is indeed not Qinghai, because you are far weaker than the country in Qinghai!

You are so weak that I only need to send ten people to pack you all up for Qinghai! Hahaha"

The Iranian Saint’s arrogant laughter echoed on the top of the Holy Land. Until the Iranian Saint laughed enough, he lowered his head and continued:

"Hey, old man, can you talk to me properly now?"

"I don't think you are here to capture us as slaves, sir."

Ganfuer, who was lying on the ground, seemed to have figured it out, and his tone returned to calmness.

"You are saying that there is a man named Enelu who ate the Thunder Fruit and wanted to destroy Bika!" Ganfuor said with his eyes widened as he lay on the ground.

"Huh, do you think I would lie to you?"

"Don't you dare to ring the thunder fruit? That's really possible."

Seeing his appearance, the Iranian Saint understood clearly, but he still shouted coldly.

"Tell me your answer, Ganfur!"

"Understood, I will fully cooperate with you to find Enelu!" Ganfuer said seriously, and he also took this matter very seriously.

"Exhibition·Rocket Belt."

After listening to Ganfuer's answer, Saint Iran stepped on the moon and turned into a green light and left.

Ganfu was left lying in the middle of the yard, staring blankly at the sky, silent for a long time.

The Iranian Saint flew in the air toward the southeast, where Bika was.

If possible, the Iranian Saint would not want to show the attitude of the Celestial Dragon.

Because it’s cool, no, it’s ugly

It's just that the people here are so stupid. They think that no one can do anything to them because of the high mountains, the distance from the emperor, and the protection of natural dangers.

After the leader here was praised as a god, he became a little confused.

It's definitely not because of the show of force upon meeting, it's just because he is afraid that Ganfu will perfunctory him. Our great Iranian saint will not be so petty!

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