Pirates: The Greatest Scoundrel in Navy History

"So Doflamingo... Is this all as you wish?"

Darren's words made Doflamingo stunned for a moment.

Is it... as I wish?

Suddenly, Doflamingo's eyes were dazed for a moment, and many pictures suddenly emerged in his mind.

The face of his gentle mother who died on the hospital bed with tears and smile;

The days of searching for rotten food in the trash can to fill his stomach;

The resentful faces of those damn civilians in the dark night full of curses, blood and anger;

The terrified, stunned and unbelievable head of his biological father;

The terrified and stunned expressions of the Celestial Dragons;

The bloody footprints on the stairs to heaven that should have been spotless...

Countless memories and pictures surged in the deepest part of his mind, and the memories rushed out like a flood, flashing quickly, and finally gathered into five old, indifferent and arrogant faces.

"Your father gave up his identity as a Celestial Dragon, and you are the shame of the Celestial Dragons."

"Dirty thing, take your useless father's head and get out of the Holy Land."

Those five old men seemed to say this to me back then, right?

In a trance, Doflamingo remembered the look in everyone's eyes when he stepped into the Holy Land.

Fear, curiosity, doubt, suspicion, awe...

But whether it was the members of the CP department or the Celestial Dragons who lived in this so-called "Land of the Gods" like him, Doflamingo could sensitively see the deep contempt hidden in their eyes while they were afraid, curious, and suspicious of him.

"You don't deserve to be here" - that's what their eyes said.

Doflamingo saw it.

He would never be wrong.

Because no one understood such emotions and looks better than him.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the magnificent hall of the mansion seemed particularly quiet, as if a pin drop could be heard.

"All this..."

Doflamingo suddenly smiled, looked up at the man who called himself "Dover", and said word by word:

"Not, more, than, this."

"Oh?"

Darren was not too surprised by Doflamingo's answer, and smiled slightly:

"Why?"

"Isn't this everything you want?"

"The Celestial Dragons who used to despise and laugh at you are now afraid of you, and the power of the Vice-Captain of the Knights of God gives you the power of life and death over them."

"Your statue stands on the sacred stairway to heaven, and even the Five Elders must value your opinions and judgments..."

"——No!"

Doflamingo suddenly interrupted Darren.

His eyes were slightly red, and bloodshot appeared around his pupils.

"I should be happy, I should be excited."

"But you know, my godfather..."

He turned his head slowly, looking through the window at the quiet and peaceful land of the gods, and the prosperous and wealthy holy town of Marijoa in the distance, his breathing gradually became heavier.

"When I got everything I dreamed of, sitting here overlooking it all, looking at this heavenly holy land of Marijoa, there was only one thought left in my mind..."

"What is it?"

Darren asked.

Snap!

Doflamingo used his five fingers to crush the wine glass in his hand.

The glass shards flew out and cut his palm, and the bright red blood mixed with amber wine flowed down his fingers, but he seemed to be unaware of it.

A solemn, twisted madness stained his eyes, turning into a twisted desire for destruction.

His bloodshot pupils stared at the Holy Land and Pangu City, grinning:

"I just want to destroy all of this...totally!"

As soon as the words fell, a deep hatred and murderous aura burst out from Doflamingo's body, causing the pink feather coat to dance wildly.

Darren looked at Doflamingo's side face with his hands on the window frame and his eyes crazy, and rubbed his temple helplessly.

This kid...sometimes is too middle school.

However, Darren can understand Doflamingo's paranoid and twisted desire for destruction.

Things that are not available in youth will eventually trap him for life.

Doflamingo hated his biological father's incompetence and felt despair at his mother's death...and when he made a desperate attempt to use his biological father's head to exchange for wealth and power, he was greeted with contempt and ridicule from the Celestial Dragons and the Five Elders.

This kind of mental blow has an extremely huge impact on a young man's mind.

And this impact will turn into strong hatred in the future, making him completely change.into a lawless beast.

"Dover, I understand your feelings, but I don't want you to be overwhelmed by emotions and hatred."

Darren shook his head and said in a deep voice.

Doflamingo was stunned.

He looked at his "godfather" in a bit of surprise.

"What's wrong? Do you think I will agree with your point of view, or even fan the flames... and use your emotions and hatred to help me achieve my goal of confronting or even overthrowing the World Government?"

Darren seemed to see what Doflamingo was thinking and smiled.

Doflamingo remained silent.

In fact, Darren was right.

He did think so.

Anyone with ambition and utilitarianism will not hesitate to use his hatred for the World Government to achieve his own goals.

After all, he is now the vice-chairman of the Knights of God, and is officially included in the core decision-making level and the highest power circle of the World Government.

If he could get his help, or use his hatred, it would undoubtedly be extremely helpful for Darren to kill the World Government.

But what Doflamingo didn't expect was that Darren would actually say something to persuade him.

Darren saw Doflamingo's expression and smiled:

"Don't underestimate me, rude kid... Although I am a scum, I am also a scum with a bottom line."

He half bent down, looked at Doflamingo, raised his hand and rubbed the latter's hair.

"I am Rogers Darren."

"Using a kid to achieve your own political goals or to seek benefits is not my style."

Darren grinned, and his smile was filled with a strong madness and pride.

"The World Government, it's not your turn to destroy it for the time being."

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