Fizzolo turned around slowly, pressed his arm falsely, dismissed his men, took off the sunglasses on his blond hair, and slowly approached Enilo, who was still surrounded by lightning.

"Are you also a devil fruit person?"

"Hmm!" Enilo already knew the rules of the world, without concealing his ability, he slowly raised his arm.

Dozens of terrifying purple-blue arcs suddenly surrounded Enilo's body, exuding a terrifying coercion, and even the surrounding temperature increased a lot.

Enilu retracted his palm slightly, and a terrifying electric arc swam over his arm like a cute little snake, and completely disappeared into his body.

It is a natural type, and it is also a thunder attribute devil fruit with a high and wide range.

If it was said that Fizzolo wanted to use force to snatch the Demon Sword Natural Fang from Anilu's hand just now, then he has to weigh it now.

With his own strength, how sure is he that he can keep a person with the ability of the natural fruit of the thunder element.

Even superhuman devil fruit ability awakeners are completely incapable of changing external objects on par with natural ability users.

The advantage of the natural system cannot be replaced by the awakening of the devil fruit, and the rarest type is not just talking.

"It's not difficult to say a word of surrender from the merchant's mouth, but I don't think you will give me what I want so easily."

Fizzolo didn't plan to do anything anymore, and his tone of voice was much slower. To subdue a big man who controls 20% of the world's economic lifeline, you must first have this strength! !
Empty talk, play house! ! !

"Hahaha, Mr. Fizzolo is really an honest and very smart honest businessman. You guessed it right, our lord has put forward a condition for your submission."

Anilu rested his chin, tilted his head, and his voice was very mysterious.

"Your family?"

Fizzolo really felt curious now, what kind of character would a guy with natural ability bow his head and be willing to call him a lord.

"Yes!"

"This condition is..."

Enilo lowered his voice, and as he blurted out a sentence, Fizzolo's eyes changed completely.

It was shock at first, followed by horror, and then a little panic, but in the end it turned into an unprecedented excitement.

"You guys are really crazy, but if you tell me such a dangerous secret, aren't you afraid that I won't agree?"

Fizzolo looked at the crystal chandelier embedded in the ceiling, casting his shadow over Enilo.

"I know you hate them very much, if it weren't for them, why would you use this endless prosperity to cover up the emptiness that is difficult to bear every night.

Even if you're used to the void, don't try to make an enemy of it.For us, there is nothing to lose.

What you are after is nothing but a vain, and the journey we have embarked on is the closest to the truth.

The only person who regrets is you! "

Enilu stood up from the seat, allowing his figure to break through Fizzolo's shadow, and the two men just looked at each other, the doors and windows shaking with invisible coercion.

Mr.2 has recovered his body, and the natural tooth that has not unlocked the broken moon state of Ming Dao is useless, and it is a knife that cannot kill.

Standing beside the four priests, he saw that the situation on the scene was not right, and was ready to go into battle at any time, completely forgetting Anilu's sudden knife just now.

"Hey, don't block me from watching the show!"

The priest's iron trial, the irritable Ohm kicked Mr. 2 away, and he was watching the negotiations with the gods.

Several people are not afraid of death. Although their strength is not very good, they are all willing to sacrifice their worthless lives for Enilo.

Mr.2 rubbed his butt, waiting for the day when he would turn into Enilo to clean up Ohm, and then turned his gaze back to the two men who were under pressure.

"...Hoo~ Well, I agree to your request, but if you fail to give me what I want after the matter is over, I will spend all my wealth to let you know what the Golden Emperor's anger is!"

Fizzolo seemed to have made a big decision. After taking a deep breath, he put on the pink sunglasses again and hid his eyes under the glasses.

"Don't worry, the people in the Evil God Temple have always said the same thing,"

Enil turned into a bolt of lightning and disappeared, and then appeared next to the four priests and Mr. 2, and pushed open the gate made of gold, leaving Fizzolo with a group of dark figures.

Only now did Fizzolo know the true identities of this group of people. His eyes were all up to the sky just now, and he had never looked directly at a few people.

Until now, I didn't notice the conspicuous and strange clothes on several people.

Red cloud robe with black background!
"Evil Temple?"

"You are from the Temple of Evil God!!!"

Fizzolo suddenly thought of something, and ran to the crystal coffee table, picked up stacks of newspapers from the table, each newspaper head had three big blood-red characters written "Evil Temple"!
Recently, the mysterious organization that has made a big splash in the New World and made the two admirals suffer continuously is actually them! ! !
So, I am now a member of the Temple of Evil?

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