One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

About 5000 meters above Marineland, a large golden ship floated among the dark clouds, with a chimney several meters in diameter constantly emitting black smoke.

The clouds continued to absorb the smoke and became thicker as time went by.

Obviously, these dark clouds are not celestial phenomena, but are caused by human beings!

The man stood barefoot on the bow of the ark, his huge earlobes falling on his shoulders, swaying gently in the wind.

Behind the man, sitting on the red sofa, was a blond man.

Holding a blood-red cigarette between his two fingers, he puffed away with a very comfortable expression. From time to time he looked up at the man standing on the bow of the boat blowing the cold wind, his eyes were unusually soft.

Like a kind old father, looking at his silly son

321 The blond man counted silently in his heart, just when he reached 0

"Yeah, hahaha, Holy Iran, this is what you call a gathering of strong men? They're not very strong. I don't want to wait with you for another three days. I'm going to show the majesty of a god to these mortals now!"

Amid a burst of wild laughter, the man standing on the bow of the boat turned his head and said to the blond man.

"Okay, you can go if you want."

"Uh"

The blond man's happy response seemed to be beyond the man's expectations. He was caught off guard and was a little speechless. Just when the man opened his mouth to say something, the blond man's voice came again.

"First tell me what else you can't let go of, or what you want. I will burn it for you today next year."

"Yeah, hahaha, Holy Iran, it turns out you're scared." Disdainful laughter echoed on the deck. After the laughter died down, the man said matter-of-factly.

"Mortals do not fear God, but fear fear, and I, Enel, am fear itself, I am God!!! Yehahahaha!!!"

"Alas~" Irani Saint, who was sitting on the sofa, sighed and touched his forehead helplessly. Every time this time, he would feel a dull pain in his head.

"Enilu, how old are you this year?" After Enilu's laughter stopped, the Iranian Saint suddenly said such an irrelevant sentence.

He was really curious about Enelu's age. I would say he was young. He looked quite mature. Call him mature, but his thoughts are indeed quite young.

"Uh 39, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just asked."

"Hmph, don't try to change the subject!" The smart Eniru thought he had seen through the Iranian saint's thoughts, and after laughing at this stupid mortal in his heart, he continued.

"Just wait here! I'm going to let these weak mortals feel the terror of the gods!"

"Wait a minute!" Iran Saint stopped him quickly, shrugged his shoulders and said to him.

"The broadcast hasn't started yet. Even if you beat them all to death, who would know how terrifying you are?"

"Hmph, you don't need the approval of mortals!"

After hearing these words, Iran Saint's laziness disappeared. He straightened his body and sat on the sofa, and his eyes became sharp.

"Enilu, it has been more than eight years since you came to Qinghai. After all these years, you should already know who is the god of this sea!"

"So what?!"

Even though his skin was aching from the sharp gaze of the Iranian Saint, Enilu still asked without showing any signs of weakness.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell you again that in this sea, Tianlong is the recognized god!"

After the Iranian Saint said this in a deep voice, he looked at Enilu's expression and then said

"And I am a Celestial Dragon, and I am a god, so wherever I go, people will worship me! And what about you? Who will worship you? Is this also called a god?"

A series of questions were like sharp knives, piercing Enilu's chest. When he trembled his lips and wanted to refute, Iran Sheng's voice came again.

"The show hasn't started yet, so what do you think of rushing forward? Are you a soldier or cannon fodder?"

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Enilu lowered his head, thinking about every word that Iran Saint said, and then nodded seriously and said

"You are right, gods must also conform to the laws of nature, so let them live for a while longer!"

After that, he turned and walked to his room, his steps steady and without the impetuousness of the past. At this moment, he felt as if he had been sublimated and one step closer to the true god!

After seeing Enilu calm down, Iran Saint slumped down on the sofa again and breathed a sigh of relief.

In order to reason with Enelu, Iran Sheng forced himself to enter Enelu's channel.

In this channel, Enelu has a lot of experience. Fortunately, his great Iranian holy skills are superior.

Malinfando's dark life has lasted for three days. Now, the dark clouds above his head have not only not dispersed, but have become thicker.

There were finally only three hours left before the execution.

At the Navy Headquarters, 50 warships surrounded the crescent-shaped bay head and the entire island. The bay was covered with countless artillery pieces.

Looking from afar, guarding the forefront of the navy is the sea villain with huge power, the King of the Seven Warlords!

The so-called Shichibukai are seven sea villains who were attracted by the World Government for various reasons.

These sea villains, even in the face of the call of the World Government, showed a ruthless attitude, and only four of them came here!

Bartholomew Bear, Moonlight Moria, Don Quixote Doflamingo, Joracol Mihawk.

These four people have all left various legends on the blue sea, and they are all overlords of one side!

The four of them just stood there quietly, even the navy looked at them sideways.

And behind them, on the crescent-shaped harbor, tens of thousands of righteous cloaks were fluttering in the wind.

Countless sailors are standing densely on the harbor. They have all made great achievements somewhere in the sea, and they are all well-known sailors whose reputations are widely spread on the sea!

Although they haven't noticed any trace of the enemy yet, they still stick to this place.

After three hours of gambling in the name of justice, everything will be settled. Their white cloak of justice will have another glory that can be passed down from generation to generation!

Marshal of the Navy Headquarters, in the Buddha's Warring States Office

"Bang~"

His fist landed heavily on Sengoku's desk, and the cup on the table also fell over.

"Is this necessary? I can't accept it!" The strong old man twitched the corners of his mouth and growled at his marshal.

"This public execution is not just a simple execution of a pirate! How significant it is for the future trends of the world. For this reason"

Wearing a white cloak of justice, Warring States sat upright in a chair with his arms folded. He looked at the old man who left angrily, ignored his anger, and continued to speak in a deep voice.

"For this reason, as one of the parties involved, you also have a heavy responsibility!"

After the old man heard these words, he stopped and stood still, and Warring States' voice came from behind him again.

"Don't forget this, Garp!"

After hearing these last words with trembling, the old man left the marshal's office silently, his lonely back making the word justice behind him more conspicuous.

It seems that these two words have infinite weight, which makes this majestic old man stagger.

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