Pirates: The biggest scum in naval history

time flies.

A few days passed quickly.

Navy headquarters, military academy quarantine area.

In the secret room filled with purple poisonous gas, a sound of deep inhalation suddenly came out.

Immediately an incredible scene took place.

I saw the terrifying purple poisonous gas that was enough to corrode the rocks, suddenly rolled violently, as if the surface of a deep lake with still water was suddenly boiled. It kept stirring, and in the blink of an eye, a purple tornado was formed that was visible to the naked eye!

The rich poisonous gas, which was enough to kill dozens of huge dinosaurs with ease, was constantly swirling, and all of it was sucked into someone's nostrils within a few seconds.

The air in the secret room suddenly returned to normal, the ventilation system automatically opened, and fresh air surged in from the pipes, clearing the air.

Darren sat cross-legged on the cold steel floor, his face flashing blue and purple, and finally he was suppressed.

Progress is getting slower and slower...

He slowly opened his eyes, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and sighed softly.

Physique +0.03……

Feeling that his physical strength was no more than 96.111, Darren knew that if he continued to guide practice with Magellan, the improvement effect on himself would no longer be obvious.

But, instructor Darren, I have worked very hard...

In the corner of the secret room, Magellan squatted there panting, holding his knees with his hands, looking aggrieved.

Darren gave him an annoyed look.

Really? Don't think that I don't know... your kid is trying hard to suppress his potential, right?

How do you know?

Magellan was stunned and looked at Darren in disbelief.

Darren: ...

Tell me, why did you do this, Magellan?

You should also know very well that my time is limited, and I can't always stay here to take care of you.

Instructor Darren is angry...

Magellan glanced at Darren timidly and whispered:

I-I don't want to hurt other students.

Darren was stunned.

Magellan continued.

After your guidance during this period, I thought I was able to control my abilities well...so I agreed to Penn's invitation and had a meal with him.

He is very concerned about my condition. We are good friends... It was fine at first, but when I was eating, I didn't know if I was too happy, just...

Darren frowned and asked:

What’s wrong with you?

Magellan's eyes turned red and he hugged his knees tightly.

...I accidentally farted.

Darren: ...

The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Magellan said with a sad face:

I didn't mean it, I swear.

But I couldn't control it, and then Penn fell down, along with everyone else in the hotel...

Fortunately, it was just a fart, and the toxin content was not high. After timely treatment, everyone was fine.

After speaking, Magellan lowered his head and whispered:

Forget it, instructor Darren. People like me should always hide in a closed room, even with our hearts closed.

I'm grateful for your guidance...but I no longer want to become stronger.

I'm afraid...I'm afraid...

——Are you afraid that one day your abilities will become too strong to be controlled, and may even take away the lives of your partners?

Darren looked at Magellan's dejected look quietly and interrupted him.

Or maybe those good friends in the past will alienate you because of your ability, and you're afraid that you won't be able to accept it?

Magellan said nothing, biting his lip and nodded with red eyes.

This kid...

Darren burst into laughter.

Magellan, I admire you for having such a gentle heart.

But as your instructor, I don't want you to dislike your abilities because of this.

What happened in the hotel was just an accident...Yes, I cannot guarantee that under my guidance and your own efforts, you will be able to perfectly control your Devil Fruit abilities.

But you shouldn't have to bear the stress of it all yourself.

He stood up.

Not only will you become stronger, your partners and your friends will also work hard to become stronger.

As long as I truly treat you as a friend, I will never dislike you.

Magellan raised his head and asked in a daze:

Really, really?

Darren smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Really, don't you think we are very good friends now?

and……

He pointed out the window.

Your friends don't seem to dislike you, do they?

Magellan was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction Darren pointed.

Outside the special glass window, a figure wearing protective clothing stood in the sun and waved to Magellan.

His skin was pale and his face was sunken, but there was a soft smile in his eyes, and he was holding a lot of fruits and food in his hands.

Penn...

Magellan's eyes gradually brightened.

Darren smiled at him and encouraged:

Go on, your friend looks like he wants to invite you to have dinner with him.

Magellan nodded heavily.

Thank you, Instructor Darren!

…

Out of quarantine, Darren took a relaxed stroll through the military academy.

Magellan's biggest problem is his own inner knot. Even if he has his own guidance, it only gives him a little psychological encouragement. Whether he can pass that hurdle in the end depends on himself.

Everyone has their own path to take.

At this time, a seagull suddenly flew past in the sky and screamed happily.

A roll of newspaper dropped from the sky, and Darren reached out to catch it.

Fresh newspapers.

Darren opened the newspaper, and the front page headline was a warm-up report on the ceremony for the conferment of the King Shichibukai ten days later.

At the same time, the finalized list of King Shichibukai also appeared in the report.

Familiar names and faces full of oppression and laughter in the photos gradually came into view of the Vice Admiral.

His eyes finally landed on the last name and photo.

That's the latest sixth addition.

He gradually raised the corners of his mouth.

…

New world, a certain island.

The residence of the Don Quixote family.

Dover!!

Torebol stumbled into the garrison hall, the two snot hanging from his nostrils swaying as he ran.

His face flushed with excitement, and Diamanti and other cadres followed closely behind, their faces filled with uncontrollable joy.

I said, I said... you are done!!

Torebol rushed to the center of the hall, panting and looking at the blond young man sitting on the sofa, sleeping with his face covered in a book, holding the newspaper in his hand high.

Your Majesty the Seven Warlords!!

Doflamingo took off his book, stood up, took the newspaper handed over by Torebol, and glanced at it quickly.

He was silent for a moment, threw down the newspaper with a look of neither sadness nor joy, and walked slowly to the window.

Torebol and the others stared blankly at their young master's behavior, not knowing why.

Doflamingo stood in front of the glass window and paused for a few seconds, as if taking a deep breath.

Pushing open the glass window with both hands, the clear breeze and sunlight from the outside came in, causing a pink feather coat to fly up.

in the sun,

Wearing sunglasses, Doflamingo looked at the distant towns, islands, sea and endless sky.

His body gradually began to tremble and tremble slightly.

He covered his face with his hands, raised his head, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Baaaaaaaaaaaa...

The bright sunshine is falling like the wind, and her short golden hair is like a bright and noble crown.

Upon seeing this, Torebol and the others knelt down on one knee with respect and enthusiasm.

…

New world.

Happy Street.

The top floor of the hotel, luxury box.

Stussy, who was wearing a black hollow lace nightgown, slowly put down the newspaper in her hand and dialed a phone number without expression.

I am sending an invitation, in the name of the Queen of Happy Street, to Navy Headquarters Vice Admiral Rogers Darren and the new King Shichibukai Don Quixote Doflamingo to come to Happy Street for a gathering tomorrow night.

After hanging up the communication, Stusy turned his office chair and looked down at the prosperous and luxurious island below.

She picked up a glass of blood-like red wine, gently twisted the goblet with her fingers as white as green onions, and shook it gently.

The sad and comfortable jazz gradually rippled in the box.

Stussy closed her eyes, as if thinking of some wonderful scene, her red lips slightly raised in a sly arc.

The slender toes are curled up, and the bright red nail polish shines under the beautiful light.

A pair of fish-mouth high heels inlaid with diamonds were placed neatly beside her feet. The ten-centimeter heels were as exquisite as works of art.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth continued to widen.

His cheeks turned crimson, as if due to excessive excitement, two pointed fangs gradually grew out, and slender black bat wings spread out wantonly from behind.

…

This moment, that moment.

Naval Headquarters, Vice Admiral;

The family's residence, a boy from the Celestial Dragon;

Happy Street, Bat Queen;

Three completely different places, three completely different faces, but they all showed the same confident smile.

I won!

They said in unison.

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