"Could I be seeing things?"
Doflamingo frowned slightly while looking at the deck in front of him. "He has absolutely no potential to become the king of the world."
However, after only a moment, his eyes hardened again. He gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, "No, I can't be wrong. He has the strength to kill an immortal, and he is followed by so many powerful people. Now he has become the uncrowned king of the West Blue. No one is closer to that position than him."
No one is more suitable to be the God of the Sun of the new era than him!
However, no sooner had he finished speaking…
"Commander Doflamingo!"
A voice came from the side, causing Doflamingo to gather his thoughts.
He lazily lay back on the throne, turned his head to look at the guy next to him, who was also dressed in a white suit, and said in a cold and impatient tone, "What is it? You look pretty bad! But if it's nothing important, you can handle it yourselves. I didn't come out here just to clean up the mess for the World Government."
"Commander Doflamingo."
Faced with Doflamingo's words, the guy's expression grew unusually tense, filled with panic, as if something truly terrible had happened.
"That...that kid has been kidnapped!"
"What kid? Can't you speak clearly?"
Doflamingo's tone became even more impatient, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. "I don't recall the World Government training you all to be mute!"
"It's Pure Gold! That kid who knows about the Pure Gold!"
Doflamingo: "...?!"
Upon hearing this, Doflamingo was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand something, and his face darkened. "That little girl who knows about Pure Gold? She was robbed? What were you bunch of good-for-nothings thinking? You even managed to let someone so important be robbed."
He stood up abruptly, looking down at the man, and demanded, "Tell me, who stole it?"
"The Umbrella Corporation."
The subordinate in the white suit said through gritted teeth without hesitation, "The marine rebel Zephyr and his fleet kidnapped her!"
Doflamingo "...!"
"Commander Doflamingo!"
"Fufufufufu!"
However, this time, Doflamingo did not respond to his words. Instead, he burst into laughter, laughing wildly, or rather, laughing like a madman.
He even held his stomach in his left hand and wiped the corner of his eye with his right, as if he was about to laugh through his tears. "Umbrella Corporation, I knew it!! You can no longer escape the tide of the times."
As he spoke, a hint of madness seemed to flash in his eyes behind the sunglasses, "This era has chosen you! Ian, the God of Sun!"
With those words, a cold gleam flashed.
Doflamingo straightened up, looked at the headless body before him with cold eyes and a meaningful smile. "This news must not reach the World Government."
…
"I understand!"
"No need to concern yourself with it. Let it end here!"
"Click… Gacha!"
After hanging up the Den Den Mushi, St. Marcus Mars frowned, his face bearing an ugly and gloomy expression as he fell silent.
Meanwhile, the other three elders and the newly crowned elder, Figarland Garling, who had just become the Warrior God of Science and Defense, also noticed something and frowned as they looked at St. Marcus Mars.
After a while, seeing that St. Marcus Mars still hadn't spoken, the others could no longer hold back.
"It seems things aren't going as we hoped on the CP0's end!"
"Tell me! What exactly happened?"
"He can't even handle something like this? As expected, that guy who tainted the blood of the gods has no right to be a Celestial Dragon. We shouldn't have released him!"
"Could it be that the kid from the Donquixote Family is dead?"
As the four finished speaking, St. Marcus Mars also came to his senses, looked at the four people in front of him, shook his head, and said, "He's not dead, but..."
After a slight pause, he said with a helpless tone, "Our plan also failed, and the negotiations with the Umbrella Corporation failed. They killed all the CP0's who went there. Only that kid from the Donquixote Family is still alive."
"He killed them all? How dare that guy do that?!"
Upon hearing St. Marcus Mars's words, St. Topman Warcury frowned. "Didn't we already agree not to pursue his theft of the Heavenly Tribute? What else could that guy possibly want?"
"How dare a mere commoner refuse our kindness?"
St. Shepherd Ju Peter's tone was tinged with displeasure. "Isn't that guy worried about starting a full-scale war?"
"Enough."
Before the other two could continue, St. Figarland Garling spoke coldly. "Let's end this boring chatter. Even if we refuse to admit it, that guy does indeed possess the power to kill us."
As he spoke, he glanced at the four elders in front of him, whose expressions had darkened because of his words, and said, "No matter what, we must take that commoner seriously. That guy has grown into someone even more troublesome than the Four Emperors."
Then his tone shifted again, tinged with sarcasm, "But don't be nervous. Does he really think that killing St. Jaygarcia Saturn allows him to defy the World Government? How laughable."
"Since Imu-sama has said so, then we don't need to pay any attention to that ignorant fellow. It just so happens that the Marine Headquarters is quite busy these days. Oh, by the way, I have some good news for you. Vegapunk's research is progressing very smoothly."
"I'm sure that ignorant fool will regret it soon!"
The other four elders: "...?!"
Upon hearing this, the other four elders all tensed up.
Is the research going very smoothly?
If that's really the case, then there's no need to rush.
"We don't need to waste so much time on a guy who hasn't inherited the D name."
Looking at the four elders in front of him, whose expressions had become serious, St. Figarland Garling curled his lips into a confident smile.
"A lowly commoner who cannot possess eternal life has no right to be our enemy. So what if the so-called new era is about to arrive? How many new eras has the World Government already passed through? The so-called new era is nothing more than a pastime in this long period of time for us."
After he finished speaking, the four elders didn't say anything more and exchanged glances.
They also understand that St. Figarland Garling was indeed right!