Chapter 390 He calls you Godfather?
Red continent.
Holy Land Marie Joa, Pangu City Council Hall.
"Is your action this time too risky?"
Saint Fegalando Gegulin crossed his legs and sat on the soft leather sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in his hand.
He took a sip of tea and said calmly:
"With Doflamingo's brat character, he doesn't seem like someone who can forget his hatred."
"That kid shot his biological father to death when he was only 10 years old, and took the latter's head back to the Holy Land of Mary Joa... Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, I still remember the blood stains on the ground on the Stairway to Heaven that day."
He suddenly laughed.
"Of course, what impressed me even more was the wonderful expression on his face when he was rejected by you when he risked everything to return to the Holy Land and become a Celestial Dragon again."
"That expression of "I have sacrificed everything but nothing can change", that expression of 'I killed my father in vain'."
"...For such a crazy kid to be my deputy, sometimes I really wonder if you don't believe me and specifically asked him to cause trouble for me."
Saint Satan glanced at him and sneered:
"Gegulin, if we don't trust you, we will never let you take the position of leader of the Knights of God."
"As for Doflamingo, you are right. His character is somewhat uncontrollable, but considering the current situation, he is the most reasonable candidate."
Saint Wuchuli said slowly:
"The Battle of Filsec Island, coupled with the Marijoa incident... caused heavy losses to the elite Draco class. The younger generation of Knights of God reserves were almost massacred by Rogers Darren and his North Sea Fleet. net."
"You should be very aware of this situation."
"Although Doflamingo has character problems, he still has the blood of the Celestial Dragons flowing in his body. And since he became King of the Shichibukai, his forces have become more and more powerful, and he has even fought against Big Mom many times. The forces of the Pirates and the Whitebeard Pirates are not at a disadvantage."
"Coupled with his status as the Dark Emperor of the Underworld, Doflamingo has shown enough value."
Saint Fegalando Gegulin shrugged and said indifferently:
"I guess this is not the final reason why you chose Doflamingo, right? Putting an unstable factor that is hostile to the World Government and hates you at the core of the Holy Land, these reasons alone are not enough."
"—You need a butcher's knife."
Nashou Langsheng, who had been lowering his head and concentrating on wiping the black demon sword, suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and cold.
"I?"
Saint Fegalando Gegulin was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
I saw Saint Wuchuli slowly standing up from the sofa, his black robe shaking off behind him, and his body exuded the majesty of a superior who controls everything.
His deep and old eyes shone with wisdom.
"For eight hundred years, the World Government has ruled the sea for eight hundred years. While it has accumulated endless resources, it has also nurtured a large group of moths in the Holy Land."
His words were as cold as the sharp blade of winter, and his gaze seemed to penetrate the walls and doors, looking far away at the land of the gods inhabited by countless Celestial Dragons.
"The powerful 'gods' clan in the past have now all turned into ugly pig-like things."
"It is also the World Noble Hunting Competition. Twelve years ago, the Valley of the Gods had at least a 'king' like you, Fegalando Gegulin, but twelve years later, Felsek didn't even have a slightly more impressive one. I can’t even find any seeds.”
"That brat from your family even thought of provoking a fight in front of Rogers Darren, and in the end even his head was taken off."
Hearing this evaluation, Saint Fegalando Gegulin was unconvinced.
Of course he knew that his nephew had a peeing habit, and he had some talent. Although it was not as good as a real monster, he was still at the level of a genius. However, he was so pampered by his parents that he became arrogant and even often pulled his own in the Holy Land. The name of the fox fakes the power of the tiger.
As for the kid's final death at the hands of Rogers Darren, he felt it was normal and didn't even have the slightest idea of revenge.
The strength is too weak, the skills are inferior to others, and if you die, you will die. There is nothing to say.
"So? What does this have to do with you bringing Doflamingo back?"
Saint Fegalando Gegulin asked casually:
"As for the butcher's knife, I have one myself."
As he spoke, he patted the Western sword with a gryphon-shaped hilt hanging on his waist.
"No, your sword is used to scare the enemy."
Saint Wuchuli shook his head.
"The Holy Land has been at peace for a long time. Even the North Sea Fleet cannot wake up the compatriots in the Land of the Gods."
"The race of gods...needs a complete change!"
"Strict laws, clear training systems, and equality make every young generation of Tianlong people must receive military training!"
"In that case, let Doflamingo play his part."
"Doesn't he want to take revenge on those Heavenly Dragons who rejected and laughed at him in the past? Joining the Knights of God is a good choice. He will have the power of trial and law enforcement."
Saint Fegalando Gegulin listened quietly, glanced at the Five Old Stars, and then suddenly laughed.
"Then what?"
"Let Doflamingo's hands be stained with the blood of the Celestial Dragons so that the hands of me, the leader, can remain clean?"
"Wait until the transformation is over, and then kick him away, the target of public criticism?"
Satan Saint said lightly:
"Without the prey, the butcher knife cannot be kept."
"...At that time, he will play his final value and complete the final mission."
"Hehe."
Fei Jialandu Gegulin Saint smiled and said with interest:
"But have you ever thought that perhaps the five old men are the Celestial Dragons that Doflamingo wants to kill the most?"
However, what he didn't expect was that,
As he said this, a meaningful smile appeared on the faces of the five elders at the same time.
"Of course we know."
"That's why we have to keep him by our side and in front of us."
"Be close to your friends, and even closer to your enemies...isn't it?"
...
At the same time.
New World, Wano Country.
Onigashima Laboratory.
As Darren hung up the Den Den Mushi communication, he couldn't help but laugh.
It seems that the young generation of elite Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land have indeed been killed by him.
The Five Elders had to recall Doflamingo, the "blood of the Celestial Dragons" who had "wandered outside for many years".
Although this matter seemed to be a little strange, in the end, it was probably Darren and the Five Elders who were playing a game of chess over Doflamingo.
Darren slowly exhaled, turned his head, and a stunned face occupied the entire field of vision.
"He, he called you... Godfather?"
Dorag stared at Darren with his eyes wide open, as if he had seen a ghost.
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