After a brief standoff—
Their Conqueror's Haki erupted in full force.
"DOOM! DOOM! DOOM!!"
The golden Buddha staggered back.
The shockwaves split the ground again, leaving fresh cracks gouged into the earth.
Sengoku's heart trembled. He had never expected this situation to spiral this far.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Threads shot out from behind the War God's massive form, piercing deep into the ground to anchor it in place.
Only then did it manage to withstand the recoil.
Watching the chaos like a spectator, Kaido drew a mocking comment from Doflamingo.
"Fufufufufu... Kaido-san, if you can't handle him, why don't you leave Sengoku to me?"
"Worororororo! Can't handle him? I'm Kaido of the Beasts, damn it!"
You think Kaido would take that sitting down?
Lightning crackled around his kanabo as he lunged toward Sengoku, determined to prove himself.
"That's more like it. I've got dreams to fulfill for people, after all. Fufufufufu!"
The Thread-Thread War God turned its massive gaze toward Borsalino, who was still cradling the battered Zephyr.
Those enormous, crimson eyes seemed like twin blood-red caverns.
Under that terrifying stare, Borsalino's head felt like it was about to burst. He frantically calculated where he could run—
Behind him? That would only get Akainu and the medical team killed at sea.
To Kuzan? He was locked in a fierce struggle with Vergo.
Garp? He was locked in heated battle with Big Mom.
The vastness of sea and sky suddenly felt claustrophobic—Borsalino had nowhere to go.
"Cough... cough..."
Zephyr, dragging his shattered right arm, struggled to rise.
Using Life Return, he forced his broken body to move just a little more.
"Put me down, Borsalino... This is not an enemy you can handle."
"Fufufufufu... I'm touched. Such pure, teacher-student affection."
Watching this touching display, Doflamingo burst out into maniacal laughter.
"How beautiful!!"
He couldn't wait to—
Utterly destroy it.
"BIBIBIBI!!!"
A shrill, urgent beeping rang out from inside Doflamingo's body.
Don't get it twisted—it wasn't his War God form timing out.
It was an emergency call from a Den Den Mushi.
Doflamingo's brow twitched, and a bad premonition flickered in his mind.
Tesoro was already evacuating Sabaody on his orders—so where the hell was this emergency coming from?
Flevance?
When he picked up, Tesoro's slightly panicked voice came through.
"Boss! That guy Aramaki—the one you caught before—he's closing in on Angel Island!"
"Still up to his thieving tricks, huh? Damn those Gorosei!!!"
Murderous, chaotic, and wicked waves of Conqueror's Haki surged from Doflamingo like a black storm.
Zephyr and Borsalino immediately tensed up, preparing for Doflamingo's inevitable explosion of violence.
Without the Five Elders' nod, that mutt Aramaki would never dare show his face again.
Rage twisted Doflamingo's face. After all the times he'd robbed others blind, he was finally the one getting robbed.
And Angel Island wasn't just turf—it carried his entire future.
Swallowing down his fury, Doflamingo snapped out orders.
"Find out if it's just Aramaki, or if someone else is sneaking in with him."
"And get Enel to intercept him—lock that battlefield down inside the migrant district!!"
"CRACK!"
The ground split apart—the War God moved.
Its enormous body moved with terrifying speed, vanishing from sight in an instant.
Zephyr and Borsalino's expressions darkened—Doflamingo wasn't coming for them.
"Kuzan!!!"
Extreme cold and dark dragon flames were clashing in the distance.
But Kuzan sensed the killing intent from behind him.
He barely had time to wrap himself in an ice barrier.
An arm as thick as a pillar of heaven came crashing down.
"BOOM!!!"
The ice sphere shattered, and Kuzan shot downward like a missile, plummeting toward the sea.
"Vergo—return to Skypiea!"
"Understood, Doffy!"
Vergo broke away from the fight, transforming back into his Black Dragon form and diving into the clouds.
If Doflamingo was calling him back, there had to be a reason. He could ask Trebol about the details later.
The War God's crimson gaze then turned toward three small figures gathered near the shore.
Enel, unstable as ever, couldn't be trusted to handle this solo.
And Aramaki—if he was a future admiral candidate, he wasn't standing still in terms of strength.
Vergo had to get back to the city first.
As for Doflamingo?
If Skypiea was destined to take losses today—
Then he'd make the Navy pay back double!
The War God's colossal arms split into dozens of writhing tendrils, each wrapped in dense Armament Haki.
...
Skypiea, Upper Yard.
Tesoro was coordinating everything from the command center.
"Trebol! Get the civilians in the migrant district to evacuate to Upper Yard!"
"Ah! Got it!"
Trebol responded and glanced at the monitor feed. Relief flickered in his eyes.
Good thing Doffy made them prepare the system.
With surveillance snails covering every stretch of sea around Angel Island and Uppet Yard, they could catch threats early.
Otherwise, this would've been a disaster.
"Jora! Keep the boss's family safe!"
"Then I'll take Zoffy and Ace and get moving now, okay?!"
...
Once everything was arranged—
Tesoro stared at the gold coating his hands.
Could he really afford to step into this kind of war himself?
...
Near Angel Island's waters—
The white clouds stretched wide, patrolled by airborne troops gliding by on sky skates and winged shoes.
"Captain! Let's take a break! No one can get past the patrol forces down on the White Sea!"
"SMACK!"
Kagasi backhanded the soldier straight into the White Sea.
"Idiot. Any lapse in vigilance is a knife aimed at our families. Tomorrow, you'll be shipped to the Blue Sea to witness the real chaos of war out there!!"
"I—I'm sorry, Captain Kagasi!"
"Apologies are useless. Six months in the Blue Sea to reflect."
"..."
As the patrol squad glided away into the distance—
A wooden plank cautiously poked up from the White Sea.
The tip split open, revealing Aramaki's face.
He glanced at a small sky island in the distance—the one where he'd asked for directions last time.
After confirming his heading, Aramaki took to the skies, aiming straight for the place where he'd been beaten before.
The shame of his last defeat burned fresh in his mind.
So this time, he bypassed the familiar cloud paths entirely, sneaking up through a gap at the White Sea's edge.
More importantly—he'd made it this far without alerting a single Skypiean.
This time, he was sure he'd find the real method of crafting Seastone!
And then—he'd take his revenge on that damn Doflamingo!
What he didn't realize was—
High above, several disguised surveillance shells were already tracking his every move.
...
House of the Defeated
Beaten black and blue, Enel stomped outside in a foul mood.
Behind him, Bullet leaned against the wall, arms crossed, looking thoroughly unimpressed.
"Hey, kid. When's Doflamingo getting back?"
"How the hell should I know? Don't bug me, Bullet! I'm going out to punch someone!"
Enel was practically vibrating with excitement after getting the call—he'd spent every day eating punches from Bullet, courtesy of the young master's orders.
Now, finally, it was his turn to dish out the pain.
"You? Hah."
Bullet sneered, his arms still crossed.
Just a walking, talking punching bag with a battery.
Enel didn't even bother replying.
Losers' jealousy wasn't worth his time.
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