In the interior of the palace.

The various items are scattered and complete, all revealing an atmosphere of history, antiquity, and mystery.

Wren was in a hall.

It was pitch black all around, like the deepest darkness, thick and glued together, and it could not be dissolved, but it was a very strange feeling to be able to clearly see the surrounding scene.

The fog is endless.

His arrival gave the place an owner, lively.

"It's kind of interesting."

Wren watched the changes in silence.

In this mist, he felt as if he could do anything, like the creator of this misty space, and no being could resist him.

The next second.

The hall was constantly changing, and he walked to the top step by step, sitting on the highest throne, looking down at everything empty below.

Thought to myself.

At the bottom of the table, there is a huge long table that makes any presence feel different, and the left and right sides of the long table are filled with various seats, and there are also seats in the front and back, surrounding the long table.

Wren looked down, as if he saw a group of people meeting below.

He smiled.

Let your existence disappear and become an observer, but set up the lucky ones to observe you once in a while, or let them observe it yourself.

That's it.

He will have no less fun in the future.

A chat group is like a fun experiment

Something out of thin air?

Wren became interested in this kind of thing.

Since he knew that he had never had a golden finger, but relied on faith to go from weak to strong, the thorn in his heart disappeared, and there was no flaw in his faith.

As for the late cheating.

He can be used to build his own world and have more fun in the future.

As for the conspiracy whatever.

Wren didn't care.

Instead of relying on speculation and anxiety, it is better to choose to face it with the light.

His life has been wonderful enough.

Not afraid of death.

I'm afraid it's not exciting enough, it's not interesting enough.

Compared to the previous life.

Nothing could break his indestructible faith, and death wasn't necessarily worth Wren's fear.

Just with such interesting stuff.

He wanted to play a little more.

Wren wanted to know that he could pull people from the chat group over, and it seemed that he had already established a connection with the world to which the members of the chat group belonged, but he didn't know if he could bring over those people whose worlds did not belong to the chat group.

I don't know if there is a limit.

For example, an existence stronger than oneself can't pull it in?

Or do you need them to come over on their own initiative?

Of course, when he came to this mist, no matter how powerful the existence was, he couldn't resist him.

I'll do this later.

Wren severed the connection with the mist.

Less than a moment, maybe a moment.

The fog disappears.

Wren's consciousness seemed to be flying freely, and in an instant, it returned to his body.

Dark, damp bad environment.

Remind him that he is still advancing into the city.

"Interesting experience, interesting Goldfinger, but in the future, I will try to smash the so-called fate of this world to pieces, Imu, you will wash and wait for me on the Void Throne."

He still had a charming smile.

It's just that he doesn't plan to continue to stay in Advance City, the so-called agreement is just that he doesn't want to go out, because he can't break his fate, because he can't change the fate of this world.

It's time to play it.

Wren found it boring, so he might as well stay in Advance City.

But now.

Times began to run wild.

Goldfinger, which is more than 20 years late, is much more interesting than he imagined.

It's time to get out of this place.

Advance to the first floor of the city.

The black-haired, freckle-freckled, shackled hands and feet, exhausted, and still wounded prisoners were being guarded by a group of jailers.

This man is the captain of the second team of the famous Whitebeard Pirates in the New World, with a bounty of 550 million, and the incompetent and furious sea thief 'Fire Fist' Ace is angry with a blood on the top.

"The Great Dragon is coming!"

"Great! There is a Huanglong general! 'Fire Fist' Ace is hard to fly! ”

“……”

A group of jailers were excited.

After a while, they all disappeared and went about their own business.

Wren took a closer look and saw a little bit of his mother, Portcas, in Ace. The shadow of D. Lujiu.

The woman.

It's worth remembering.

After more than 20 years of crossing into this world, he is no longer a virgin, a beautiful and interesting woman throws himself into his arms, and he does not refuse to come, and he does not have to be responsible for himself.

This world is a world where there is no need to be responsible.

Look at the Jesus cloth.

Abandoning his wife and children.

For the sake of romance, go to the sea.

Let yourself be kind enough to help take care of his wife and son for a long time.

Have a nice time.

It's a pity that the woman still died because of fate, and her body was healed by him, but her soul and consciousness gradually disappeared.

Compared to Portcas. D. Lou Jiu.

It doesn't taste that good.

But there's something else to it.

Portkas S. D. Lujiu is a gentle and virtuous woman like Yamato Nadeshiko, while Jesus is the wife of Usopp and the shy of the little family Jasper.

Both women are very well maintained.

Very moist.

Alas~

It's hard to find interesting and beautiful women, if only they could all be alive.

If Portkas D. Lou Jiu is still alive.

Wren went out.

The first one will patronize her.

Even for the sake of Lu Jiu's face, help this fool of the cheating father a little.

But it's a pity that Lu Jiu is gone.

Or is it because of this fool who cheats his father and fucks, who let this brainless fool put an irresponsible dad One Piece Roger.

"Who are you?"

Ace saw that the guards around him were much smaller, and there was only one person left, so he started to think crookedly, wanting to try to struggle once, escape from this place, and not affect his father Whitebeard.

"It's a rare question."

Wren replied, "My name is Wren, and the sea is full of my legends. ”

Rennes?!

Ace was stunned.

He seemed to have heard his father mention this person, but he didn't pay much attention to it, patronizing and eating, as if he was a dead man, a strong man who had been deprived of the status of a naval admiral.

"You're still alive?!"

"The people at sea think I'm dead."

There was not the slightest surprise in Wren's words, and he stated: "This is a very five old star, a very world government, and a very naval headquarters. ”

Ace gritted his teeth, wanting to try to escape to dispel the idea, Hailou Shi would make him lose his fruit ability at most, but the physical technique was still there, and it was okay to deal with ordinary people.

It is impossible to deal with the former admiral!

"Don't think about resisting."

Wren said flatly: "That old guy with Whitebeard is really unlucky. ”

"At such a young age, he didn't choose to live in seclusion or retire, all of them were dragged down by a group of sons, but none of the sons could carry the banner, so that his pathetic old guy was still active on the sea."

“……”