Comic series: Starting from Pirates to Cultivate the True Self

Although the conversation between the God of Finance and Mo Xingchen was not loud, the people present were all top players on the sea, and their observation Haki must have been good, so they naturally heard it all.

Because those who were not strong were arranged to control the situation at this moment, Mary Joa must have fallen into chaos at this time, and scenes such as burning, killing and looting were inevitable. It would not work if there was no one to control the situation.

The God of Environment and the God of Agriculture stood on the platform, looked at Mo Xingchen deeply, and finally said nothing. They turned around and followed the God of Finance into the office building.

The God of Law, who had a large birthmark on his forehead and was the most irritable of the Five Elders, gently patted the spider leg of the God of Science Defense, who was glaring at everyone.

"Saint Satan, forget it, this is also the will of the adults."

After comforting Saint Satan, the God of Law ignored the rebellion below, sighed and shook his head, then turned around and walked into the office building.

Saint Satan, who had transformed into a demon, felt an inexplicable sense of grievance in his heart.

I felt like I was about to fight to the death, but Your Majesty surrendered first.

But he also understood that the world government was doomed at this moment. He was not someone who could not afford to lose, nor was he unable to accept failure. He just felt very unwilling, very angry, and very annoyed!

Saint Satan turned back into human form, and looking at Mo Xingchen who was still bowing and kowtowing, he became even more furious.

How much he liked this boy before, how much he hated and was angry about him now, because he felt deeply betrayed by Mo Xingchen, and that Mo Xingchen had failed to live up to his love!

Satan Sheng became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He raised his hand high and wanted to use the bracelet in his hand to hit Mo Xingchen, the traitor who hurt his heart.

But he suddenly paused, looking at the ivory bracelet that had been worn for many years and had become patinated, and in the end he couldn't bear to throw it out to hit someone.

"Humph!"

He tightly grasped the bracelet, snorted coldly at Mo Xingchen, and then turned to look for the other old friends.

This is probably Saint Satan’s last act of stubbornness.

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Seeing the Five Elders leave peacefully, Mo Xingchen straightened his back and looked at the empty steps. After a light sigh, he smiled at Dorag next to him:

"Undress!"

Dorag was stunned for a moment, but he was still very obedient and took off the green robe that he had never worn for thousands of years.

Just as he was about to ask Mo Xingchen what this meant, he saw Mo Xingchen waved back, and Luo walked to Dorag with a package in his arms.

Luo shook the package in his arms, and a golden robe appeared in front of everyone. On it was embroidered a five-clawed golden dragon, which looked solemn and dignified.

Dorag let Luo put the yellow robe on him in a daze, and asked doubtfully:

"This is?"

Luo smiled and shook his head.

"I don't know either, but my uncle said this is called a sense of ritual!"

After watching the yellow robe drama, Mo Xingchen didn't care about the confused Dorag. He felt very happy and waved his hand in a domineering manner:

"Anyone who resists will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!"

The group of people behind him, who had been extremely excited for a long time, responded in unison, their momentum soaring to the sky, because without the obstruction of the Five Elders, this time the rebellion... er... revolution, was a foregone conclusion!

Mo Xingchen turned around and looked at Doflamingo, whose face was flushed, and laughed and scolded softly:

"Little Turkey."

"grown ups!"

Doflamingo immediately restrained his expression, walked up to Mo Xingchen, and responded with his head bowed respectfully.

"I'll leave that group of Tianlong people to you to deal with."

"Fufufufufu~ Thank you very much, sir! Dover will not let you down!"

Doflamingo could no longer hide his excitement at this moment. This was his ambition since he was a child.

And now, he is going to fulfill his dream and pull those damn pigs off the altar!

However, when Doflamingo turned around and prepared to leave, Mo Xingchen spoke again:

"From the Five Elders' families, we should select a few of the better ones and release them, so as to leave them with descendants."

"Don't worry, my lord. Dover understands."

This time Mo Xingchen didn't say anything, but just waved his hand, indicating that Doflamingo could go to work.

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At this moment, only Dorag was left beside Mo Xingchen, while the others went about their own business.

Sengoku and Garp brought a group of strong men to cause trouble for the Knights of God. If they gave up resistance, they could still be judged, but if they stubbornly resisted, their bodies would have to be humanitarianally destroyed.

As for the others, they were assigned specific tasks during the meeting at the Navy Headquarters.

Mo Xingchen looked at Dorag, who was still fiddling with his yellow robe, and asked with a smile:

"how do you feel?"

"The color is too bright. I prefer green."

Hearing Dorag's answer, Mo Xingchen rolled his eyes at him unhappily. It's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran!

"Who asked you this? I was asking you how it feels to be in charge of the world? Are you excited? Excited?"

When Dorag came back to his senses, he realized that his brother was not asking about the style of clothes. After thinking for a moment, Dorag said seriously:

"Brother, I don't have any of the feelings you described, now I only feel fear!

It was as if I was walking on a single-plank bridge with a bottomless abyss below! If I wasn't careful, I would fall and be smashed to pieces.

I don’t know whether the revolutionary army will become another world government in the future, because some bad phenomena have appeared within the revolutionary army.

Brother, to be honest, I'm very scared. I'm scared that hundreds of years later, all that I've done will be in vain!

I don’t know what the point of all this is.”

Mo Xingchen looked into the distance. He understood Dorag's worries. Finally, he pointed at the bright sun in the sky and said in a firm tone:

"Doragu, just do good things without worrying about the future!

As long as human beings exist, desires and selfishness will not disappear, and the accompanying darkness will naturally appear.

Where there is sunshine, there will be shadow. This is an eternal truth.

There has never been an eternal dynasty in this world, but when the darkest moment comes, people will involuntarily remember that there was once a man named Dorag who created a beautiful world.

That era must have its own pioneers, who, like you today, will care about all living beings in the world.

They will follow your imprint and once again lead the suffering people of the world to recreate the beautiful scenery that you are now describing.

Because what you are doing now has left a spark of yearning for peace and happiness in people's bones!

This fire cannot be extinguished or cut off. It is not passed down through blood, but exists in the soul of everyone who truly yearns for happiness!

This... is the true meaning of, a single spark can start a prairie fire!!!"

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