Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

What is the most important thing about raising a wild wolf?

To fuel its hatred of Celestial Dragons, its World government, its thirst for blood?

Is it to allow it to kill recklessly and maintain its ferocity?

Or give it a clear enough target to train its hunting ability?

All of the above, but not quite.

To raise a wild wolf, the most important thing is to completely surpass it and torture it constantly, so that this attitude of submission is like a mark deeply engraved in the depths of its brain, becoming a habit and an instinct.

Let it always remember who is its true owner.

That's the most important thing.

Looking at the young Celestial Dragons who bent down and kissed the back of his hand in front of him, Darren smiled with satisfaction.

"Very well, you really deserve to be my godson."

He fondly stroked Doflamingo's short blond hair, made him stand beside him, and took his hand step by step out of the blood-stained rotunda.

Outside the old villa.

Seeing the arrogant and rebellious young master of his family being dragged out by that black-haired Marine like a real child, everyone in the menacing Donquixote Family was shocked and froze in place, like a dream .

"Dover...is this your subordinate?"

Darren smiled and glanced casually at the thousand Mafia members present.

Doflamingo bowed his head and replied:

"Yes, Godfather."

Darren nodded and said with a smile:

"Very good, considered elite in North Blue."

"It's just a little bad..."

Doflamingo whispered:

"Godfather, what do you mean?"

A sneer curled up on the corner of Darren's mouth,

"You are my godson, a born king, remember one thing..."

His eyes froze.

"Besides me, anyone who sees you must bow down!"

As soon as the words fell, a majestic aura burst out from Colonel Marine's body indiscriminately, spreading out in all directions.

The world seems to have fallen into dead silence at this moment, and all the colors quickly fade away, leaving only black and white.

The wind was mighty, and the wind swept through the clouds.

All members of the Donquixote Family headed by Torrebol, Diamanti, Virgo, and Pica, under the impact of this abyss-like sea, the pupils of their eyes trembled violently.

They felt the power in their bodies fade away silently, their minds went blank, their knees bent, and they knelt down on the ground as if exhausted.

Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding...

Countless weapons fell from their hands, falling to the ground like dense raindrops, making continuous crisp sounds.

The four of Torrebol knelt on one knee, gritted their teeth, and their faces were extremely pale.

They looked at the Haki monstrous North Blue admiral with horror on their faces, and an unbelievable thought came to their hearts at the same time...

This kind of strong impact from the soul seems to be facing the shock of thousands of troops and the roar of the sea...

——The courage of this man has become significantly stronger than last time! !

The sky and the earth are changing, as if to sweep the entire North Blue.

At this moment, there are only two people left standing in the world.

Doflamingo, who was standing beside Darren, clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes, his expression fluctuated, as if he was suppressing something.

The inner Conqueror's Haki is ready to move, but it is obviously suppressed!

"Dover, I'll be waiting for you on the Grand Line."

Darren turned his head and squinted at his godson, smiling.

The flawless white cloak roared and danced unbridled behind him, and the shadow it raised completely enveloped the figure of the blond boy.

Doflamingo lowered his head, with suppressed ambition and coldness hidden deep in his bloodshot eyes, and said respectfully:

"Yes, Godfather."

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Sea Circle Calendar In September 1492, under the order of the North Blue Marine's supreme officer, North Blue Admiral Rogers Darren, the North Blue Marine fleet carried out a bloody suppression and purge of more than 20 well-known mafia families within the North Blue range.

This action completely ended the chaos that had been rampant in the North Blue underground for decades or even centuries.

Within a week after the operation, the Donquixote Family headed by Doflamingo easily took over the entire North Blue underground world, and their power continued to expand, and soon developed into a behemoth that cannot be underestimated.

Its industries cover arms smuggling, customs, gaming, espionage, intelligence trafficking and other industries, and its tentacles even extend to other sea areas and even the Grand Line.

North Blue also began to spread a saying:

“The world is full of colors, but in North Blue, there is only black and white.”

Since then, the world has recognized the "Chaos of North Blue" and entered a stable and peaceful order.

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"You are really a lunatic. You let yourself have such freedom... Aren't you afraid that one day you will be unable to curb Doflamingo's ambition and be stabbed in the back by him?"

North Blue 321 Marine Branch, Base Chief's Office.

Flying Squirrel looked through the intelligence documents in his hand, looking helplessly at his boss who was sitting there smoking a cigar leisurely, with a headache.

The documents in his hand revealed the news caused by the Donquixote Family's annexation of major mafia properties in recent days.

The scale of the industry, the number of people, the countries and towns involved... all kinds of information are clearly listed.

"He didn't dare."

Darren replied casually, looking through the floor-to-ceiling glass to the other side of the sea.

The flying squirrel frowned:

"Are you sure? That kid doesn't seem to be a law-abiding person."

Darren slowly came back to his senses, looked at the flying squirrel, and said with a smile:

"It's precisely because I know he won't keep to himself that I feel relieved."

"The truly dangerous enemies are often not such ambitious brats, but those seemingly inconspicuous guys who hide their conspiracies in their hearts."

"Doflamingo is a very talented guy. I need him to help me stabilize the situation in North Blue. The greater his power, the more benefits it will have for us."

"With his identity as "Celestial Dragons" as a barrier, the Naval Headquarters, no, even the World government will be wary of intervening in North Blue's affairs."

The flying squirrel muttered:

"Of course I understand this, but I have seen that guy, and I can tell that the way he looks at you is wrong..."

"What I'm worried about is that after you leave North Blue, will he..."

Darren waved his hand to interrupt the flying squirrel and instead asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

"Do you know the spirit of a king?"

"It is said that it takes millions of people to give birth to a spirit... Conqueror's Haki?"

"That's right."

Darren smiled and said:

"Doflamingo is the awakened one of Conqueror's Haki, which is why I chose him."

There seemed to be some deep meaning in his eyes.

"Strength in strength, speed in speed, size in power, status... are all secondary."

"In this ocean, what really determines the final outcome...is courage."

"As long as my Conqueror's Haki is stronger than him, he will never dare to rebel against me."

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Thank you so much for everything.