"Damn it!"
Sakazuki's face twisted in rage. Teachers, comrades, and close friends had all fallen one after another because of Doflamingo. His reason was almost consumed by fury.
Both his arms transformed into magma and blasted toward the ruins of the G-8 Branch.
The attack was frighteningly fast—even Sengoku, lost in chaotic thoughts, couldn't stop it.
Tokikake scowled with dissatisfaction.
"Sakazuki, you're too reckless. What if we still had survivors down there?!"
Even Tokikake didn't believe that himself.
He just needed an excuse to vent his own frustration.
Despite working together for years, he still couldn't stand Sakazuki's way of doing things.
"You think anyone could still be alive after a battle like that?!"
Sakazuki turned and glared at Tokikake, ominous red light flickering in his eyes.
"Enough! Start sweeping the nearby sea!"
Sengoku cut off the escalating conflict before it could spiral further.
...
BOOM!!!
Scorching magma fists poured down like heaven's wrath, engulfing the G-8 base.
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Doflamingo opened his eyes, staring at the rain of magma fists overhead, a strange expression on his face.
"So this is the power of jinxes? Just said they wouldn't make it in time, and now here they are?"
"What are you mumbling about?"
Amid the rubble, Bullet—still immersed in his Devil Fruit ability—heard the mutter.
When he looked up and saw the falling magma, his face turned blank.
"Isn't this the power of your subordinate, Pica?"
In this life, Bullet had only recently begun unleashing his madness before Doflamingo dragged him off to Sky Island.
He hadn't had much interaction with the Marines and didn't take someone like Sakazuki—just a Vice Admiral in his eyes—seriously at all.
"Fufufufufu~ That's one of the Marine monster Vice Admirals. Pica got the inspiration for his ability from him!"
Doflamingo laughed wildly as his fingers twitched.
The ground beneath his feet came alive, transforming into countless threads imbued with a dark violet light, shooting into the sky.
Swish swish swish!
With Observation Haki, he swept the nearby Marine fleet and locked on to familiar figures.
Lowering his head to glance at Bullet, Doflamingo curled his lips into a cruel, amused grin.
"Bullet, let's give them a little welcome gift."
This lineup? To take him down? The Marines were seriously underestimating him.
Bullet returned a bloodthirsty smile. "Just what I was hoping for!"
If they wanted to come at him, they had to be ready to pay the price.
Boom!
The falling magma fists exploded as they clashed with the rising threads.
From the ships, the Marines could only gape in shock.
"Enemies!!!"
Sengoku snapped his head around, Observation Haki bursting forth. In an instant, he sensed Doflamingo and Bullet—both uninjured, their breathing steady.
His face darkened instantly.
"Something's wrong! It's an ambush!!"
At that very moment, two beams of light—one white, one purple—exploded from the wreckage of the G-8 base,
Like two new suns born of different hues, blazing in the sky.
"Bullet's ability has awakened too?!"
Sengoku's brows furrowed, every nerve screaming in alarm. He barked an order behind him.
"Get them out of here. You won't survive what's coming.
Sakazuki, Borsalino, Tokikake—prepare for battle!"
At the same time, Sengoku's body swelled and transformed into the radiant golden form of the Buddha.
A golden shockwave began to gather in his palm, steadily growing in intensity, radiating a terrifying aura.
But that wasn't all. An overwhelming pressure, like a ruler descending upon the world, surged from within him.
The golden light gradually deepened—turning into a dark gold hue under the sheer force of his will.
"Admiral Sengoku, let's strike!"
Sakazuki's eyes burned with fury as he fully transformed into a magma being, stepping out over the sea.
The molten lava beneath his feet boiled the ocean with every step.
He'd thought revenge was out of reach—but now that hope had reignited, he couldn't wait to reduce Doflamingo to ash.
Somehow, Borsalino had already appeared high above. For once, his face was stripped of its usual laid-back mockery.
Light gathered in his hand—brighter and brighter, enough to blind an ordinary person's eyes in an instant.
Meanwhile, Tokikake's rough, calloused hands gradually turned pitch black as he hardened them with Armament Haki.
He stood squarely between the first assault team and the retreating fleet.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Four towering pillars of light shot down into the ocean.
The resulting tsunami surged hundreds of meters high, crashing outward and forcing the retreating Marine ships far away.
As the light faded, two towering giants emerged, their heads brushing the clouds.
The white giant's muscles were perfectly sculpted—each one looked like a masterpiece, a tribute to symmetry and balance.
The other giant, smaller but much bulkier and jet-black, was covered entirely in hardened Armament Haki—like an unbreakable fortress.
Both radiated overwhelming power.
But what truly chilled the heart were their eyes—blood-red and brimming with malice.
In that instant, every Marine on the battlefield understood what it meant to be dominated by giants.
Their sheer presence alone was enough to crush the will to resist.
"How in the world did he develop Armament Haki to this level…"
Tokikake clicked his tongue in disbelief. Bullet's Armament Haki was monstrous—inhuman.
Once he confirmed the fleet had retreated to a safe distance, Sengoku gave the order.
"Attack!! Sakazuki—remember, your mission is to stall them!"
As the words left his mouth, Sengoku vanished from the deck.
The air exploded in a series of visible sonic booms as he moved, streaking across the sky like a shooting star, palm aimed straight at Doflamingo.
"Fufufufufu~ Sengoku-san, it's been a while. You're so enthusiastic—how can I possibly accept such a warm welcome?"
Doflamingo let out a wild, cackling laugh.
A kilometer-long arm split into sixteen tentacle-like whips, each as thick as a battleship.
They came crashing down like falling mountains.
"Sixteen Holy Murder Bullets – Divine Execution!!"
Where the tentacles struck, even the air shattered, howling winds slicing across the ocean, pushing the retreating ships even farther out.
Violet-colored Haki rippled across the tendrils, interwoven with ominous red lightning.
Like the legendary tentacles of a northern sea monster, ready to whip the world into submission.
"Big body, kid... but how long can you actually hold out?!"
Sengoku's expression turned grim. A massive shockwave burst from his hand, targeting the descending tentacles.
He wasn't Zephyr, old and sick—tricks like these weren't going to scare him.
The shockwave grew with the wind, engulfing dozens of meters around it. A column of dark golden light erupted into the sky.
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Hundreds of meters of blood-red tentacles shattered in midair, collapsing back into their original form before crumbling into pieces.
But in the next instant, Sengoku was struck like thunder, his body turned into a blur as it crashed into the ocean below.
"Let's see if you can hold out until you're shattered to pieces, Sengoku-san!"
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