Great Voyage: I Am the Sun

Doflamingo didn’t stay on the Island of the Gods for long.

He was not prepared to give up his industry in the North Sea just like that.

He explained this frankly to Doolin.

“Although it may seem insignificant to you, it is a foundation that I have spent more than ten years working on and built little by little.”

At this time, Doflamingo was already able to kneel in front of Durin’s face very comfortably and respectfully, without even any dissatisfaction or resistance on his face, even deep down.

The high-grade tinder that was far more effective than ordinary tinder had been rooted in his body for many days, and Doflamingo undoubtedly had been loyal to Durin.

“It won’t be of much use to stay here, so O great god, allow me to return to the North Sea.”

Doflamingo’s words were very sincere.

“It’s certainly not a problem.”

Durin smiled and replied, “No matter where the sea is, it is only within walking distance of me. ”

“Your generosity is truly self-contained!”

Doflamingo was sincere, “Even if it is very small, I think that the power of the Don Quixote family under my command will also help your cause a little, so please let me give you my meager strength.” ”

“I’m looking forward to it.”

Durin chuckled.

There is another reason why he is willing to let Doflamingo go back, in addition to the fact that distance is not a problem for him at all, as Durin’s own point just said.

The cadres under Doflamingo had also been planted for many years, and after several days, their loyalty had been assured.

So even if you put them back into the sea, there will be no problems.

Don’t worry about the location of the Island of the Gods leaking, and don’t worry about what little actions these guys will do after they go back.

Moreover, the blood factors of those cadres under Doflamingo have already been collected by Vegapunk.

Their Devil Fruits have already been able to be copied, so there is no need for them to stay here all the time to cooperate with the experiment.

“Thank you very much!”

In Doflamingo’s solemn thanks, Durin directly used the Flying Thunder God Technique to teleport him and all the cadres under his command back to the North Sea.

As for the coordinates of the transmission.

That huge herd of snails is still flying on the surface of the North Sea today.

Kaji had given up the study of the flames in his body, and he couldn’t study it at all.

What he didn’t know was that the fire given by Durin did seem to be flame on the surface, but in fact its essence was the power of the soul.

The flame was not so much planted deep in his body as it was planted in his soul.

The science and technology he mastered were not at all enough to reach the depths of the soul.

Since he couldn’t resist, Nagaji could only choose to lie flat.

When I thought about lying flat, I suddenly felt that the sky and the earth were wide.

Gaji suddenly felt that there were no more troubles.

On this day, he was eating with his wife and children.

He and his wife have a total of five children.

One older sister and four younger brothers.

These five children are the product of his technology to transform people, the ultimate weapon he has forged to realize his ambitions.

When transforming my sister, I was still experimental, but the next four younger brothers were already mature creations.

Gaji waited for these children to grow up, and then went to fight for him in the North Sea.

Originally, he was not wrong to think so.

But a sudden encounter with that sun god changed all that.

Now that he has chosen to lie flat, it seems that he no longer has to rely on these children.

Isn’t that Sun God and the power under him much stronger?

As long as he relies on his strength, it should be easy to retake the North Sea.

As Kaji ate, he looked at his gobbling children.

The eldest of the five children is only five years old this year, and the four younger brothers are only two years old, but the way they eat can already be described as swift, and the wind sweeps all the food on the table.

The energy they consume is also huge, so they need a lot of supplemental nutrients.

But one of these children is special. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Three men with yellow hair, Yamaji.

Unlike his three brothers, he was still snuggled in his mother’s arms, looking very weak.

If it was in the past, Kaji would feel angry just by looking at this son, he needed a strong warrior, not a weak child.

But now he gradually began to feel that it didn’t matter.

There is God.

That’s when it is.

There was no sign at all, no sound, no light and shadow, not even the wind.

In just the blink of an eye, a series of figures have appeared directly next to Gaji……..

“What?”

Kaji, who was eating with a knife and fork, instantly jumped up in amazement, “What kind of man!!” ”

Doflamingo, who suddenly appeared here, was also a little surprised.

God didn’t tell him where He would send before sending him away.

He didn’t expect him to appear directly in a family’s restaurant.

But immediately he recognized the screaming man.

“Bang bang, Vince Mock Gaji!”

Doflamingo smiled meaningfully.

The existence of the Vince Mock family may be a secret to ordinary people in the North Sea, but for a powerful guy like Doflamingo, there is no mystery at all.

Since God sent them to this place, it says only one thing.

Doflamingo looked at the brilliant golden pupils in Gaji’s panicked eyes, and the corners of his mouth were already raised.

“No need to get excited,”

Doflamingo said leisurely, he raised his hand, removed the toad mirror on the bridge of his nose, and pointed to his equally golden pupils, “Although this should be the first meeting, it should be a partnership now.” ”

Gaji had also recognized Doflamingo’s identity by this time.

This sea thief who is famous in the North Sea is certainly far from being unknown.

But what really shocked Gaji was Doflamingo’s words, and his pupils that were almost identical to his own.

“Are you 2.4 guys too-”

Kaji licked his lips.

“If not, the adult wouldn’t have sent us here.”

Doflamingo smiled pleasantly, and even casually pulled out a chair and sat down, “Next, we can get along well.” ”

When they are happy on their side, the island of the gods.

“Is the mass production of green blood already on track?” Durin asked.

“That’s right,”

Vegapunk smiled and nodded, “It won’t be long before we’ll see the results.” ”

“So, let’s change the subject.”

Durin threw a copy of the drawing to Vegapunk.

Vegapunk subconsciously caught it, and then flipped it over to take a look.

His eyes widened suddenly.

“God!”

He looked up in horror, “This is,”

“Hades’ blueprints?”.