One Pirate I Am Celestial Dragons

Chapter 49 Under the Holy Land Mariejois

Chu Mu leaned on the sofa and looked lazy, but in fact he was full of vigor:

“The entire Celestial Dragons group has to be transformed!

Now, in the Holy Land Mariejois, there are tens of thousands of Celestial Dragons. Among them, the real aristocratic Celestial Dragons, that is, the Celestial Dragons of the upper three clans and the lower five clans, these people add up to only a thousand, and the rest are all It’s a rice worm that is inferior to a wine bag and a rice bag!

The real nobles don’t need to say anything. The upper three clans are sparsely populated, and they are all quite capable and self-aware. There are a lot of people in the lower five races, and although there are many dudes, at most they are dudes, and there are many elites among them.

Therefore, the true pure-blooded Celestial Dragons can be left.

As for…the Madara bloodline born after the Celestial Dragons ancestors and outsiders intermarried…Huh! Look at these bastards who claim to be Celestial Dragons, what ridiculous things are usually done!

If this continues, when the tide of the times is overwhelmed, these most common Celestial Dragons, these collateral branches of the Madara bloodline, will inevitably affect us pure-blooded nobles.

To put it bluntly, just one sentence, useless and troublesome bastards, just remove them directly. ”

Listening to Chu Mu’s words, Antis’ expression also lifted up:

“The young master’s strength beat Admiral Akainu with his hand. This matter has shocked the upper three and the lower five clans. Now, three of the lower five clans have directly indicated that they will support us, and the other two and the upper three clans The worst of the two races will also watch from the sidelines. This is a good opportunity for the young master to show off his ambitions!”

Looking at Antis with a smile, Chu Mu said:

“I thought you would stop me by saying that I was irrational?”

Shaking his head, Antis immediately stated:

“No! There is a rare passion, and I want to go crazy with you, Master!”

“In that case, let’s act. Now that Lena and the others are almost asleep, we can go down there!”

“Yes! Master!”

It’s almost late at night. At Chu Mu’s house, many of the maids and servants who work daily have already fallen asleep. Shyarly and Lena have also rested. As for Hancock, although she did not lock the door, she also knew that it was because of Lena Chu Mu. I didn’t dare to come to her tonight, and fell asleep in a restless mood.

From a distance, Chu Mu’s home, this majestic castle, the lights inside disappeared one by one, until the whole castle fell into darkness and immersion.

But the lower part of the castle is not peaceful.

Chu Mu took Antis to the basement of his home. In front of the heavy door of the basement, Antis used several keys to open the lock in a specific order and frequency, and then Chu Mu personally pressed the code. The heavy door slowly opened.

Chu Mu entered, Antis carried the frozen corpse of Celestial Dragons Charles that had been moved out of the cold storage, and the two entered the most mysterious place in their house.

There are golden lights in it, and various treasures are piled together like no money. Famous knives and swords, Devil Fruit, antiques, gold and silver treasures are everywhere. At first glance, it seems that they have come to the treasure of the dragon.

Chu Mu turned a blind eye to these commonplace things, and even felt that these things were a little in the way. His goal was the other door deep in the underground chamber.

Walking on the small road opened up among the many treasures, you stepped on fragments of gold, silver and gems on the road from time to time, just like walking on a country road and stepping on weeds.

Two people finally came to this door afterwards.

The method of opening is the same as before, still being that Antis first took a number of keys to open the lock in a strange sequence and frequency, and then Chu Mu personally entered the code.

With a click, the door separated from the middle and opened like a push and pull to both sides, revealing the situation inside.

It turns out that this is not just a door, but a vertical elevator inside.

Unlike other elevators, this elevator only consists of two things. The floor is laid underneath for standing, the transparent bubble wrapped around as the main body of the elevator, and there is no cable connecting the elevator up and down. This bubble elevator just floats like this. it’s here.

The weight of the bubble elevator is so light that an adult man can lift it up with one hand.

The important thing is not the elevator, but the heat control device around the elevator aisle.

By controlling the flow of hot air, the bubble elevator rises and falls or floats still.

I have to say that the person who can build this kind of elevator is really a genius!

Not in the mood to pay attention to the situation of the elevator, Chu Mu and Antis carrying the frozen corpse went straight into the elevator, the door closed with a click, and the bubble elevator automatically descended.

I don’t know how long it took to descend, probably at least a minute before the bubble elevator has finally reached the bottom floor!

With a click, the door opened, and the relatively dim light shone into the dim elevator.

Chu Mu and Antis, who was carrying the frozen corpse, walked out.

This is the Holy Land Mariejois, deep in the Red Line, an extremely empty hall hollowed out underground!

To describe it as a hall, I am afraid that it is a bit of a little family. It is empty and flat, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an underground square.

Without waiting for Chu Mu and Antis to take a closer look at the environment here, a fluttering sound of noodles rang around Chu Mu, echoing in the empty underground square, and even caused an echo.

Chu Mu was suddenly covered with black lines, turning his head to look at the sound.

A corner not far from the elevator door is also the only bright spot in this dim underground plaza.

Under the light, an old man with a gray beard, who seemed to be shriveled, was sitting in front of a table and chairs, holding a bowl bigger than his face, and happily eating fried noodles!

That’s right! It’s fried noodles!

In such a wide and solemn underground plaza, there is such an old man with a gray beard eating jajang noodles here, but the sound is very loud. It is really… it’s a violation of peace! *