The Shandia clan reached a short-term cooperation with Gan-Fol. After a lot of trouble, the sun was high in the sky and it was time to go to war.

At Sky Island Shrine.

Enelu casually lay sideways on the tall seat, closed his eyes, and said, "Are they already down there?"

"Yes, they are already waiting. The test of the three priests is the first." The chief steward beside him knew that Enel was asking him, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "In addition to the 50 divine soldiers led by the divine soldier captain, this is a full-scale deployment! The opponents are just Shandia and a few Qinghai people!"

Standing under Enel's seat was the chief steward who was responsible for serving him. His words were full of contempt for these people. With so many people mobilized, it would be a one-sided massacre.

Enelu sat up, put his hands behind his head, and crossed his legs. Hearing the arrangements made by the chief steward next to him, he laughed: "The festival should be lively! And you underestimate the potential of [Aerial Combat] too much! And those Qinghai people."

"There's someone in there that I'm quite interested in~"

How many years have passed, and someone has come to challenge my authority and gamble with me? Do you have any confidence, relying on those Qinghai people, or joining forces with Shandia and others, are you underestimating me?

Enel's nonchalant expression suddenly changed. He raised his eyelids slightly and his icy cold gaze ruthlessly swept over the respectful and obedient servants in front of him.

Under Enel's gaze, the servants of God were sweating profusely, and they looked like they had been fished out of the water.

The chief steward wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, and called out to Enelu, hesitantly: "Master God?"

"Sorry~ Sorry~ I accidentally got serious." When Enel heard the butler's words, he retracted his aura, touched his head, and said in a friendly manner.

"Who is that person?" The chief steward lowered his head and asked carefully.

"Oh, you'll see it soon." Enel didn't explain much. No matter how much he said, seeing it with your own eyes was the most impressive.

"It's just that it's been a while since I met someone who dares to bet with me~"

"Let's make a bet!" The chief steward took a deep breath. He had never seen anyone who dared to make a bet with Enelu before. Enelu was the god of Sky Island. The life and death of the residents of Sky Island were all in the hands of this man.

Don't think he is easy to talk to now. Once he makes a decision, there is no turning back. He acts capriciously and only cares about himself.

"Interesting, isn't it~" Enel seemed to have found a companion, and happily told Dazai Osamu about the bet he made.

The chief steward frowned on his weathered face, and said indignantly with Enelu: "You are overestimating your own abilities. You are betting with God~"

The butler's tone amused Enel, who waved his hand tolerantly, crossing his long legs: "Right, I hope he can bring some fun to the festival."

Otherwise, he would know the price of fooling God. When his momentary cleverness was pitted against absolute strength, he would know how big a mistake he had made.

Even though those people in Shandia are not easy to deal with, they are willing to give anything for the earth, including their own lives. They are a group of death-defying warriors. But why do they think they can defeat me by joining forces?

There was a flash of lightning behind Enel, and his majestic aura forced everyone present to bow their heads.

Luffy, who was lost in the forest, looked up alertly and felt the aura of a strong man for a moment. The same went for Sanji and Zoro.

Usopp was startled.

The maid serving beside him ignored Enel's aura and handed him a peeled banana at the right time. Enel retracted his aura, took a bite and said vaguely:

"Well, we have 50 divine soldiers and three priests, 54 people including me. There are 20 Shandia people coming now, and that old guy and a Qinghai man are also here." "The Qinghai man who stayed at the altar. Six of them went into the forest, leaving only two to retreat."

【“Dazai?!” Usoppra clenched his slingshot, his legs trembling, and he looked around cautiously, startled by any sound. He looked at Dazai Osamu, who was lying on the recliner next to him, resting his mind leisurely:

"It won't work just with the two of us! Absolutely not!"

"You should let one of Sanji or Zoro stay behind to guard the ship. We are just there to deliver food!!!"

Usopp hugged Dazai Osamu's thigh and cried bitterly. Dazai Osamu used his foot to block his face in disgust and said coldly: "I'm allergic to men, don't come near me!"

"No, I'm weak!!!" Usopp's tears flowed like a fountain, his whole face was mixed with tears and snot, he looked so miserable.

Dazai Osamu lowered his head and sighed, rolling his eyes helplessly: "Don't you have to guard the Merry well? It all depends on you, come on!"

Dazai Osamu gave a halfhearted compliment.

Usopp held back his tears and looked at the work done by an unknown person this morning to restore the Merry to its original state. The entire ship was covered in patches, and even after being repaired, it still looked extremely shabby, and he became angry.

"Yoshi!" Usopp got excited. 】

Seeing Usopp's disappointing performance, Enelu laughed: "Except that one of them is a little tricky, the other one is vulnerable." Is it easy to chat with a burden? Enelu ignored Usopp directly.

What on earth was that guy planning? He was just going all out and sending everyone out. Even if all of them were added together, they were not as strong as me. Enelu could already see his victory.

"There are 84 people on our side plus the enemy. This is related to whether we can survive until the big battle. After three hours, how many people will be left? Guess?"

The chief steward said helplessly: "You really like playing these?"

Enelu looked at the servants who were bending over beside him with interest: "Guess what?"

"Hey? Do you want me to guess?" The maid who was quietly looking down beside her was suddenly asked and waved her hands in panic.

Enelu pursed his lips: "What's going on? You're not cooperating at all. Can't we just go with our feelings?"

"Then, you guess?" Enel looked at the butler.

The chief steward held the book and analyzed the current situation in detail:

"Now, regardless of the three divine stewards, the 50 divine soldiers are also very strong and will not be easily defeated. However, the enemy seems to be on par with the priests in strength. If there are three hours, 30 of them will be defeated, so there will be about 50 left~"

Enel's mouth was still full of food. After hearing the chief steward's rigorous analysis, he slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "50 people? But, you are too naive. You underestimate this battle."

"So, God, what do you think?"

Enelu mercifully told the other party: "Okay, I'll tell you, in three hours, there will only be five of these people standing on this island."

Enelu held up five fingers, his eyes full of interest: "Want to make a bet?"

Lest the world be in chaos.

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