Rocks, The Overlord Who Took Possession Of His Body Forty Years Ago

Dressrosa underground trading port.

The dilapidated transport ship sailed into the largest secret intermediary port in the underground world.

On the shore, everyone headed by Torrebol, the top cadre of the Plum Blossom Army, had been waiting for a long time.

When they saw the dilapidated SAD transport ship, Torebol, Jorah and others all felt their hearts sink, and they had a bad feeling in their hearts.

When everyone on the ship disembarked one after another, but Diamanti was the only one missing, the ominous premonition in the hearts of Torebol and others suddenly became extremely strong.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on with your ship? What happened? Where's Lady Diamanti?" Jorah, the Shamat aunt in red and green, asked anxiously.

Everyone lowered their heads without saying a word.

"Diamanti, Diamanti, if you're here, say something back." Torebol shouted.

"Lord Torrebol, Lord Diamanti is not here." Navigator Thomas came out with a sad expression.

"What did you say? Diamanti is not here, so where is he?" Torebol's eyes widened and he flicked his right hand.

A ball of snot-like mucus shot out from his hand, sticking Thomas to the ground.

"Lord Torebol, our ship encountered an unprecedented storm on the way back. The hull suffered a near-destructive blow and was forced to rest on a nearby island."

"But while we were resting, we were attacked by a red-haired man. Lady Diamanti... In order to complete the task assigned by the young master, Lady Diamanti entangled him alone and asked us to take SAD first. Come back," Thomas said.

This tragic story is naturally false, but no matter who Torebol asks, even the Diamond Army personal guards trained by Diamanti, they will only get the same story.

It's all about staying alive.

If we were honest, let Torrepol and other cadres learn that they had 'surrendered to the enemy', and they would have watched helplessly as Diamanti was thrown into the sea, fed to the Sea Kings, and brought the enemy to Dressrosa.

Then the ending waiting for them will definitely be much more terrifying than death.

They know only too well how cruel the Donquixote Family is in treating traitors.

Even though they had made up a beautiful story, Torrepol and other cadres were still furious when they learned about Diamanti's disappearance.

"Damn it, you abandoned the captain on the ship and ran back, you all deserve to die." The explosive head Gladius said.

"No, Lord Diamanti is not the kind of person who would die in vain for some goods. There must be other reasons for this." Mahabaisi, the user with the ability to press tons of fruits, said.

"Go find it and order it down. Let all the Don Quixote troops that can be mobilized be dispatched. Diamanti must be found." Torrebol ordered.

"Lord Torebol, do you need to report this matter to the young master?" Jorah asked.

"No, don't let Dove know about it for now. We'll wait until Diamanti is found. Also contact Violet. Her ability to stare at the fruit can come in handy," Torebol said.

"Yes" Jorah nodded in agreement.

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At the same time, on the top floor of the Acacia Bell Tower.

Locke put one hand around Violet's slender waist and pulled her back from the edge of losing her footing.

'thump'

'thump'

In Locke's arms, Violet was like a frightened kitten, daring not to move, and her little heart was beating like a deer, faster and faster.

'Bulu Bulu'

The phone buzzes.

Violet still didn't dare to move at all.

With a smile on his face, Locke reached out his hand casually and took out the phone bug from the valley in front of Violet.

"Aren't you going to take it?" Locke asked.

Violet pursed her lips tightly, extremely nervous.

"If you don't want to answer it, forget it. It will ruin the atmosphere." Locke threw the phone bug into the sky and pulled Violet to sit down face to face.

"The atmosphere is so tense, so let me tell you a story first." Locke smiled.

"You...who are you?" Finally, Violet spoke for the first time.

Looking at the red-haired young man in front of her, she felt like she was looking up at a high mountain.

Not even Doflamingo had ever made her feel like this.

Moreover, looking at Locke's facial features, Violet suddenly thought of a person, that is the emperor of this sea, a real big shot.

"No, no, no, he is definitely not the red-haired Four Emperors, but why are they so similar? Could it be that... he is the red-haired brother?" Violet's mind wandered, and when she thought of this, her face was filled with surprise. Allow.

If true, it would be big news that could shock the world.

"It's not a good habit to make some unfounded associations without authorization." Locke narrowed his eyes slightly.

Violet was startled and quickly composed herself, not daring to be distracted again.

"There is a man who is not very lucky and has been imprisoned for forty years for no reason. Do you think he is miserable?" Locke asked with a smile.

"Forty years?" Violet's beautiful eyes widened. She could not imagine what kind of life it would be like to be locked up alone for forty years!

"Yeah, it's only forty years, but it's okay. In the first thirty years, that person relied on continuous practice, and he still had something to do. It's just that the last ten years were a bit difficult." Locke said to himself.

"There is no hope of going out, and the days are getting boring day by day, so every once in a while, he sets a goal for himself to achieve after going out."

"His first goal was to kill the first unlucky person he saw to bring bad luck. He had completed it a few days ago."

"Next is the second goal. Let the first woman see him, and he also see her, and become his woman. This goal will be completed soon." Locke looked at Violet with a smile.

"Wait, what do you mean? Madman, you are really a madman." Violet's beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

As smart as she is, how can she not understand the meaning of Locke's words.

Violet knew that it would be bad if she stayed any longer, so she stood up and tried to escape.

"You can't leave, these are the rules of the game I set." Locke said.

At this moment, a domineering aura emerged like a tide, covering Violet's body.

'Tsk'

The terrifying crushing force spread out, and Violet's purple Madara dotted dance uniform turned into countless tiny strips of cloth, falling down like a rain of flowers.

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