Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

Chapter 436

Tap, tap, tap...

A tense and dense sound of footsteps came from the coast from far to near.

At this time, Kaji's warship finally arrived.

Hundreds of navy soldiers rushed over with vigilant expressions, holding long guns in their hands, and launched an offensive camp, aiming their guns at Crocodile's figure at the same time.

But when they saw the scene clearly, each of them was stunned on the spot.

Didn't they say that the target was extremely powerful and wiped out an elite unit of their navy in less than a few minutes?

How... was it stepped on by Vice Admiral Darren?

This is... too fast.

"Let's go."

Darren stood up slowly, released his foot from Crocodile's chest, and relit a cigar.

A happy smile slowly appeared on his face.

A navy soldier walked over quickly and held a brand new military uniform with both hands in admiration.

Darren took the military uniform and put it on, and put on a navy cloak.

He glanced at the clear blue sky in the distance and said with a smile:

"Today's weather is really good."

Kaji: ...

You are the only one who thinks the weather is good.

He took a few gulps of water, and his body had returned to normal. He was no longer shriveled like a living dead man, and he got up from the ground.

"Are we leaving like this?"

Kaji glanced at Crocodile cautiously and asked in a low voice.

Darren shrugged.

"What else? He is now the noble King Shichibukai. Before this title is taken away, our navy cannot attack him."

Kaji's mouth twitched.

"By the way, someone come to bandage our Shichibukai, otherwise he will bleed to death, which would be fun."

Darren gave a casual order and then strode towards the coast.

Watching Darren lead a group of navy officers to leave in a domineering manner, Crocodile gritted his teeth, his bloodshot eyes almost cracked.

After half an hour, he barely recovered some strength and struggled to sit up from the ground.

There was no one around, and all the navy officers had evacuated.

The severed left hand had stopped bleeding at this time, and the wound was simply bandaged and medicated to avoid infection.

Crocodile stared at his broken wrist blankly, and suddenly roared angrily:

"Damn navy!!!"

Boom!

The vast yellow sand rushed up into the sky, turning into a huge crocodile that covered the sky and the sun, opening its bloody mouth to swallow up the entire town that had turned into ruins.

...

The warship set sail again.

The sea breeze was cool and the sun was bright.

Darren stood alone at the bow, biting a cigar in his mouth, his hands folded across his chest, quietly blowing the sea breeze.

Kaji had long since hidden in the cabin and slept soundly. Although a large amount of water replenishment can alleviate Crocodile's tricks, a large amount of water loss in a short period of time still has a lot of harm to the human body, and sufficient rest is needed to fully recover.

The other navy soldiers performed their duties faithfully, sensibly staying away from the bow, leaving enough personal space for their great Vice Admiral Darren.

"The Seven Warlords of the Sea..."

Darren fell into deep thought, slowly exhaled a long stream of smoke, and whispered softly.

His eyes gradually narrowed into dangerous slits, and he took out a Den Den Mushi from his arms and dialed a signal.

"Bulu Bulu, Bulu Bulu..."

After a few seconds, the Den Den Mushi communication was connected.

"Godfather."

A sinister and hoarse voice came from the Den Den Mushi, which was the voice of Doflamingo.

Darren smiled and said lightly:

"Dover, how have you been these days? Are you okay?"

The other side of the Den Den Mushi.

North Sea, Lubeck Island.

The lobby of the Don Quixote Family.

Doflamingo looked at the Den Den Mushi in front of him with an uncertain expression, and said slowly:

"Thank you for your concern, Godfather. Everything is fine here."

He paused and added:

"I have seen the Godfather's raid on Wan Guo a few days ago. Congratulations, Godfather."

Darren's voice came with a smile:

"With your wisdom, you should know that this is just a deterrent action and it is not worth such praise."

Doflamingo said slowly:

"Even so, it is enough to open people's eyes."

"I wonder if Godfather contacted me this time for something?"

"There is indeed such a thing...Dover, have you heard of the Seven Warlords of the Sea plan?" Darren said.

Seven Warlords of the Sea?

Doflamingo frowned and shook his head:

"I don't know."

Darren explained briefly and then said seriously:"…The government is now determining the candidates for the Seven Warlords of the Sea. If you can become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, it will be extremely beneficial to your future development."

"You will no longer need to hide in the dark, but will officially step onto the stage, have a legal identity, and become one of the great pirates appointed by the government."

"This is a great opportunity, Dover."

Hearing this, Doflamingo's eyes suddenly burst out with a scorching light under his sunglasses.

With his intelligence and vision, he instantly judged the huge potential and value of the title of "Seven Warlords of the Sea" from Darren's words!

"Godfather, what do I need to do?"

Doflamingo suppressed his inner excitement, clenched his hands into fists, and asked in a low voice.

Darren smiled and said:

"I tried to submit your name, but the Five Elders refused."

Doflamingo's pupils shrank when he heard this.

Five Elders! ?

Darren, with his power and status in the navy, is he qualified to talk directly to the five old men?

For a moment, Doflamingo was in doubt.

But soon, he remembered his past with the Five Elders.

The hateful and arrogant faces of the five old men appeared in his mind, and Doflamingo's eyes were filled with hatred. He clenched his fists tighter, his finger bones turned blue, his nails sank deep into the skin, and even cut through the flesh, oozing blood.

"The reason they refused is that you are just a small pirate in the North Sea, and neither your strength nor your reputation are enough to bear the title of the Seven Warlords of the Sea." Darren said with a sly smile.

This kind of contemptuous attitude and tone again! !

Doflamingo gritted his teeth and roared:

"Then Godfather, what should I do to take off the title of Shichibukai?"

On the Den Den Mushi side, Darren's smile deepened.

Yes, it was this kind of hatred and anger.

"Dover, you should know very well that the reason why the Five Elders refused is not as simple as strength and reputation."

Doflamingo was stunned and gritted his teeth in silence.

He understood what Darren meant.

Since he had been expelled from the ranks of the Celestial Dragons, the Five Elders would never give him the title of Shichibukai.

They regarded him as a traitor.

This means... they despise themselves, even more than ordinary people!

"But Dover, this does not mean that we have no room for maneuver here."