The huge wave sweeping the anime world

"it is good"

Nasujuro Saint put away his sword and picked up the Den Den Mushi reluctantly. In his heart, he had already issued a kill order to Jason who had offended him. As long as they left the holy land, the five of them could start fighting without restraint.

"The five signs of the World Government bowed to my president. I believe he will be very happy with this honor."

Brother Jason kept his eyes fixed on Saint Wouchuri who was sitting in the middle, but he kept attacking everyone with his mouth.

The more harshly he taunts, the more stable Heisenberg's plan will be in the future. At worst, there will be a battle, which will make it more difficult for players to enter the game, which is more in line with the setting of their hardcore games.

I believe that those players with extraordinary creativity will not refuse this great gift I give them.

"Hello, I'm Saint Wouchuri. Your Excellency has mobilized such a large force and sent out such powerful subordinates to challenge the holy land of Marijoa. It seems that the experiment has been completed and you have no more concerns in your heart?"

Saint Vochuli is very regretful now, and he is also constantly cursing Sengoku. He looks very reliable at ordinary times, and almost everyone in the navy has designated him as the successor to the next Navy Marshal.

But why didn't he kill Heisenberg when he was discovered in the Kingdom of Vidocq? The price of letting the tiger go back to the mountains was the humiliating peace talks in front of him.

"Ah? Well... let's get to know each other again. Morganus, the former King of News, and now King Morganus, the new president of World Entertainment News."

Morgan's voice was a little trembling at first, but Heisenberg next to him took out a pen and paper to use as a prompter for him.

He uttered these words in a halting manner after barely making out Heisenberg's jet-black handwriting.

His fear was mixed with extreme excitement, for these were the Five Elders, the highest authority in the World Government.

Although they are called the kings of the dark world, they are actually just stinky rats hiding in the sewers and rummaging through garbage to eat. Compared with the world government that can do all the dirty things openly and honestly, they are still inferior.

He once heard the voices of the Five Elder Stars by chance at a gathering of underground kings in the dark world. The content was about their order to destroy a certain kingdom. Those voices were indifferent and without any emotion, like dust blown away by a gust of wind when walking.

But now Saint Wochuli's voice sounded a little flustered. Although he still sounded like a superior, the changes in his speaking speed and tone made him notice something.

It seems that the orange cat sent by Heisenberg has something on them, but what on earth has made them so nervous? They can't possibly fight to the gate of the holy land, right?

Morgans shook his head and threw away this unrealistic idea.

How is that possible? That's a holy land, there's no way this could be possible.

The mind of Vouchuri-sensei, who was holding the Den Den Mushi, exploded. Morgause? The bird that they had been monitoring and thought was flying freely?

How could it be him? Shouldn't the cruel scientist Heisenberg be the one controlling the behemoth?

The one with the most excited expression among the five was Saint Maz. He had obtained some privileges for Morgans in exchange for a kingdom's worth of heavenly gold. Even though these were within the scope permitted by the Five Elder Stars Conference and his own power, he still couldn't calm down.

Is this a trick of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger? The clever eagle pretended to be a stupid dove of peace and played a trick on these five elders who were usually arrogant.

The method was indeed clever. Saint Wochuli suppressed the anger that was rising in his heart because of the humiliation, paused for a moment, and then continued speaking.

"What do you want?"

When Morgans saw the lines that Heisenberg wrote quickly, his legs went weak and he fell back in the boss chair.

"Send away the holy land guards around you. If you want to negotiate, you have to act like you are negotiating. At least give my messenger a glass of good milk. It has to be pure milk, without any additives."

Morgans' heart was also in turmoil. What was going on in this world? His first bizarre idea actually came true.

How could he remain calm? He could only take a few deep breaths and continue with the show.

"it is good"

Saint Vochuli closed his eyes and agreed. The remaining Five Elders saw this and began to give orders to the guards nearby, asking them to withdraw a certain distance and transfer the Celestial Dragons in the Holy Land. If the negotiations broke down and a fight had to be started, they would not be able to care about the safety of these Celestial Dragons.

Some of the guards were unwilling to give up. An opportunity to perform in front of the Five Elders and become famous was right before their eyes. If they missed it, it would be a lifetime loss. They had to climb up step by step, but when would it end? They might as well give it a try. Maybe they would really qualify to take the elevator.

But the orders of the Five Elders have been issued and they cannot disobey them.

Some of them relaxed completely. If someone dared to speak rudely to the Five Elders on weekdays, he would think that this person was an idiot. But if he could easily break into the Holy Land and act fearless, then he was definitely a desperate person. At least it was dangerous enough. If he rushed forward, he would definitely die. Even if this was a good opportunity to show off, he had to survive. Otherwise, he would become a natural loss of the Holy Land and be thrown into the sea from the Red Earth Continent by his surviving colleagues like those slaves who had been played with. His family could only get a pension and would not even know how he died.

"That's right, this is the attitude for negotiation. I'm just a messenger, and my every word and action is under the instructions of the president. You can't vent your anger on me. The first person to know the truth was President Morgans, so why are you in such a hurry to silence me?"

Brother Jason looked at the departing guards and used his strength to restore himself to his normal size.

The Five Elder Stars had no intention of hiding their murderous intent in their eyes. Let alone anyone in the world jumping around in front of them like this, even if someone told that history thousands of miles away, they would go to great lengths to open a portal to destroy the entire family.

"You are already hundreds of years old, but you are always so rash in doing things. Your face looks like your penis has been chopped off. Hey, aren't your recovery abilities very strong? If your penis is chopped off, can it grow back?"

Brother Jason walked to the opposite side of the Five Elders who had already formed a battle formation, and looking at the pale-faced Nasu Shoulang Sheng, he suddenly became curious about scientific research.

"Sir, we have demonstrated our sincerity in the negotiations, and we hope you can also express your willingness appropriately."

The one who spoke was Saint Vochuli who was standing in the middle. Time, as long as the transfer of the Celestial Dragons was successful, they could take action. As long as they acted quickly, they would know Morganse's position.

They were confident that they could bury everything before he did anything big.