Chapter 413
"It's calling me, it's choosing me, I'm its master!"
"I want to get everything, control all the money, I want to make the Celestial Dragons kneel before me, I want to be the god of the world, let everything succumb to me, succumb to the money!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The flames ignited, and the broken glass exploded, immediately panicking the auctioneers in the stands.
"What's going on? What happened?!"
"It's on fire, it's on fire!"
"Damn Doflamingo, he dared to sell arms to our enemy country, this time we must smash his auction house to pieces!"
The entire auction venue was in chaos, and even the guards who were watching secretly, seeing this group of revenge forces from various countries, could not help but flee.
In the chaos, the cloaked man stared at the auction item in the middle, his eyes burning with revengeful anger.
"It's him, it's this, this is my hope for revenge, this is my hope to become God!"
"Don't move, anyone who dares to disobey orders will be shot!"
"The navy, the navy is coming, run..."
The guests who have a thousand connections with the underground world fled in panic, and the man watched the auctioneer who ran away with the devil fruit and quickly followed him.
Soon, the Sabaody Archipelago, the no-man's land.
The fire in the distance became more and more intense, and the auctioneer lying in a pool of blood closed his eyes unwillingly.
In the reflection of the fire, the devil fruit that looked like pure gold was swallowed into his mouth in a mess. He resisted the nausea that almost came out, and anger filled his chest.
"One day, I will make the world kneel before me, I will rule the world with the power of money, and I will make the Celestial Dragons wag their tails and beg for mercy in front of me!"
Under the torn robes in the fight, the looming hoof of the Celestial Dragon was particularly eye-catching under the burning flames. This humiliating mark made him, Gild Tezoro, hate it even more.
"Be patient, be patient! I want to be stronger than ever before, I want to get the power to protect myself..."
"Wait, when I set foot on this sea again, I will make everyone surrender to me!"
The chaotic night continued, and naval warships were stationed near the archipelago. The auction, which had long been reduced to ruins in the sea of fire, seemed to be silently witnessing all this.
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In the new world, near a small island full of thunder and lightning.
"Someone has retaliated against them, and the Gold-Gold Fruit is missing. This is not the news I want to hear, Torrebol..."
"Our people are trying their best to find out which bastard led those guys who have a grudge against our Don Quixote family to the auction venue. That is our last hope of turning things around!"
Torrebol was full of anger. Since the navy deprived them of the title of Shichibukai, their Don Quixote family has been in trouble.
"Dover, the communication from Wano Country, there is news from that person..."
Diamante smiled, which also made the expressionless Doflamingo pull the corner of his mouth and reach out to take the microphone.
"It's been a long time since we last met, Fuzzy-F. How is it to be under the command of the Four Emperors? It's better than what I have now, huhuhuhuhuhuhu..."
"It's just like that. There's no change. I just stay in Wano Country every day. There's nothing for me to worry about. You haven't been doing well recently. The news that the title of Shichibukai has been abolished has spread to Wano Country."
"That's why I came to you. Can you please inform Kaido and tell him that I may have some solutions for his predicament..."
After a long silence on the other end of the Den Den Mushi, Fuzzy-F said indifferently.
"In this way, the favor you helped me escape from the Deep Sea Prison is used up. I will tell him about this matter when I meet the big boss next time. I can't guarantee whether it will succeed or not."
"It's okay. This is enough."
Ka-ka!
The Den Den Mushi hung up, and Donquixote Doflamingo turned around with an unusually weird smile.
"Next, let's give a welcome gift to the navy that has been chasing us, to Ms. Crane."
"After discovering that the most important thing to the navy is lost, will our Marshal Sengoku regret releasing us from the deep sea prison? Hehehehehehe!"
Although a superhuman devil fruit is very rare, it is inevitable to feel pain after losing it, but compared to the next target, it is just a small loss that is not worth mentioning.
"This time, I want the title taken away by the navy to be returned to us personally."
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The kingdom of music, Elegia.
Uta woke up from his sleep in a daze, and the hideous and terrifying monster gradually disappeared from consciousness under a gentle feeling..
"Woo wow!"
Sweat dripped from her forehead, Uta straightened her back blankly, and subconsciously looked around.
"Hey, this is it, I remember I wasn't at a party..."
She was the only one in the simple tent, and there was a faint noise of the crowd outside the tent. When she walked out of the tent, she saw the city that had turned into ruins.
The performers who usually focus on music have all devoted themselves to the reconstruction of the ruins, and no one noticed her confusion and puzzlement.
"How could this happen, where is Shanks? Where is everyone?"
The breeze blew, and a half-covered newspaper on a small table not far away was reflected in the amethyst-like eyes.
"This is..."
Click!
The front-page headline presented in sight filled Uta's heart with doubts, but looking at the rebuilt ruins in the distance, she fell into a trance for a while.
"How could this happen, Shanks? This is not what you did right or wrong. You absolutely cannot do such a thing!"
However, Gordon, who should have solved Uta's confusion at this time, was forgetting to write down the music he saw with a feather pen.
The notes on the five-line score were three movements of the Demon King of Songs, Totmujika.
"What a wonderful movement. We can't let such a wonderful piece of music be lost in the world. Totmujika has that gentleman to deal with it. It should be okay, probably..."
Adhering to his love for music, Gordon once again devoted himself to silent writing, and did not notice the illusion of the notes under his pen.
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Grand Line, Paradise.
"The power is lost, and the gathering of will can still gain a tiny bit of freedom in the writing of others, which is not acceptable."
"What should I do with you? Maybe this..."
The mottled and old parchment, under that gentle and indifferent smile, gradually merged with the figure immersed in the solution in front of him.
Suddenly, a touch of unprecedented sharpness made Huayue smile.
"Finally understand it? Kuina..."
In the dim and simple room, the blade in his hand was pure white, exuding an unprecedented sharp breath.
The deep blue eyes exuded brilliance, and the cold blade reflected his face.
"Your name is, Wado Ichimonji."
