After traveling through the long-earlobed magic stick Enelu in the Sky Island, I discovered that the water in this world is too deep. The Five Old Stars are not old men, but five old monsters; Im is not a legend, but a madman who wants me to be a slave. The world government shouts "justice" every day, but secretly it empties all the gold from my hometown.
I am the God of Thunder, don't you want to lose face?
Okay, since you won't let me be a quiet handsome man, then I will turn this world upside down. Navy? Received. Revolutionary Army? Ally. White beard? Brother. BIG MOM? Uh... Let's have a fight first.
As for that Im sitting on the vacant throne - who are you?
Mark point,,,,,,