One Piece: I am a Celestial Dragon

At this time, the female CP0 was already in despair, her pupils shrank sharply but she forgot to block.

She knew that she was about to die. At the last moment of her life, she did what a soldier should not do in battle.

Facing the attack, she slowly closed her eyes!

Memories kept flashing back like a revolving door, and in an instant she recalled her short life.

People like me will definitely go to hell.

CP0 closed his eyes and thought silently in his heart, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten about the battle and savored the few joys in her memory.

Time passed bit by bit, but the severe pain she imagined never came. The tall slender woman opened her eyes in confusion.

I saw Siguoluo's fist actually stopped a few centimeters away from the tip of her nose.

The tall woman's eyes moved slightly, and she looked up along Si Geluo's fist.

I saw that Si Geluo's arms, which used to be sharp and angular, had now become withered.

Not just his arms! The skin all over his body was so pale that it clung to his frame like a corpse that had been dried for many years.

His body still maintained a fist-pumping posture, but his clothes seemed to have grown a few sizes out of thin air.

The originally dark and thick hair has now become sparse and gray, and the whole person seems to have been drained of all the nutrients in his body.

The tall woman who was slumped on the ground was surprisingly calm at this time. She distanced herself from the mummified Si Geluo without any expression, and stood up staggeringly.

Her companions also gathered behind her. Looking at Si Geluo who had turned into a mummy, an indescribable feeling came to their hearts.

Perhaps they were in the same mood. Seeing this appalling scene, none of the four CP0s spoke.

The tall woman took out the phone from her pocket expressionlessly and dialed a number quietly.

At the same time, the phone on the table in the center of the palace where the Five Old Stars were located rang.

"Prrr~" "Prrr~"

Wearing a black suit and a well-built man, I answered the phone.

"Sir, the mission failed and Srogger died."

"Oh? How did you die?"

After hearing about the death of his subordinate, the rich old man not only didn't get angry, but asked with interest.

"He died of madness and exhaustion. It looked like he had been drained of all the life force in his body. I recorded it with a phone bug and sent it to you."

On the phone, a tall woman's voice rang out. There was no emotion in her tone, and she meticulously reported the progress of this mission to Wulaoxing.

"Well, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Please take back Sluoge."

"Yes, I understand."

After hearing cp0's response, the rich old man hung up the phone in his hand, sighed softly, and said in a deep voice

"Alas~ I failed again."

"This is an expected thing. It's just a waste that is not recognized by 'that'. It's nothing to regret."

The man holding a sword in both hands showed a disdainful expression and said coldly.

"Scrap? This is already the most perfect work among dozens of experiments so far!" the rich old man spread his hands and said.

After listening to his words, the power fell into silence again. The old man with long white straight hair lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked

"How many times did Si Luoge take action after the experiment?"

"twice"

"Twice?" the old man repeated in a low voice, and then continued

"At least this experiment is much better than the previous ones that were completely unbearable. It is still effective."

"Although it is effective, the harvest is too low!" The man holding the sword continued.

"The cultivation of each cp0 took a lot of effort, but dozens of them were lost in vain because of this experiment!"

"Oh, there's nothing we can do about it." The rich old man sighed again and continued helplessly.

"Constantine Irani Saint is already 28 years old this year, but he still doesn't have any blood left. That brat couldn't have discovered something, right?

The experiment still has to go on. His growth has been completely out of our control. Once he knows what we have done, conflicts will be inevitable.

Without the blood of one of the 20 kings, ‘that’ will not be able to be activated, and our deterrence will be greatly reduced.”

The rich old man's words once again caused silence among the powers that be. The five old stars who had controlled the world for countless years were all quickly weighing the pros and cons in their minds.

The old man with long straight white hair thought of something and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"In the final analysis, the bloodline of the Twenty Kings is not much different from that of ordinary people.

What was the 'secret treasure' discovered by Constantine Rothers in the Sanctuary that year that made the bloodline of the Constantine family become so violent?

If 'that' hadn't recognized his bloodline, I would have doubted whether he had eaten some undiscovered Devil Fruit."

The man holding the sword in his hand lowered his head and pondered. Although he felt sorry for the loss of CP0, he finally gritted his teeth and nodded, saying in a deep voice.

"Let's carry out the experiment and don't think too much. Constantine ruled the country eight hundred years ago with madness and killing. The blood left by the tyrant royal family is the blood of demons!"

At this time, Saint Constantine Iran, who was remembered by countless people, had already flown out of the sky and rushed to the sea of ​​stars!

"Ah cut~ ah cut~"

Iran Saint, who was lazily lying on the chair and enjoying the massage from the empress, suddenly sneezed twice.

"What's wrong, Iran Saint, are you sick?"

"How is it possible? How could I get sick?" Listening to Hancock's concerned greetings, the Iranian Saint said with a smile.

"Maybe it's because someone somewhere in the sea is thinking about me or scolding me."

"Why? I don't think there are such boring people."

"Hancock, you don't understand." After hearing Hancock's question, Iran Saint's eyes suddenly became blurred, and he said with a melancholy expression.

"My life is unremarkable, only handsome words run through my life

They miss me because they miss my handsome face, and they scold me because they are jealous of my skin."

""

Hancock didn't speak, but his expression seemed to be disgusting, and he even massaged a little harder.

"Hey, please be gentle. Do you think what I said is wrong?" The painful Iranian Saint shouted loudly.

"No, I think so too."

As he spoke, the strength of Hancock's fingertips became a little stronger.

"Hancock, how long are we going to stay on this ship?"

"Well, it will probably take another month and a half."

After Hancock thought for a moment, he spoke softly.

"Is it going to take another month and a half? Three months, it's much shorter than I expected."

Iran Saint silently counted the time and whispered to himself.

The Iranian saint estimated that the time of arrival on the moon should be similar to the time of Enel's arrival in the original plot.

Although the departure time was a little late, the speed of the improved Ark "Proverbs" should be much faster.

Well, so much gold was not wasted, Iran Saint thought silently.

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