Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 775 The Sole Emperor of the Sea Unleashes His Power, Movie 3 Boss
Doflamingo, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Sabo, caught a glimpse of the terrifying scene caused by the Earth Grudge out of the corner of his eye, and a hint of annoyance flashed in his eyes behind his sunglasses!
He could feel Sabo's attacks becoming increasingly fierce, and if he continued to entangle with him, he might be surrounded by monsters.

"Buzz buzz buzz. Too many annoying flies!" Doflamingo chuckled, seizing an opening in Sabo's attack as he leaped backward, raising his hands high! "Birdcage!"

Om-! ! !
Countless thin, cold threads shot out from his fingertips, intertwining and binding together! In an instant! A giant net cage covering half the battlefield was formed!
"What?!" Sabo's expression changed drastically, but the incredibly strong barrier instantly separated him from Doflamingo and the five Earth Grudges raging outside!

Inside the birdcage, only Doflamingo and the five killing machines remained!
"Fufufu! Let's deal with you weirdos first!" Doflamingo grinned maliciously, his fingers flying! Several huge cutting lines wrapped in top-level Armament Haki, like supersonic blades, slashed ruthlessly towards the vital points of the Fire Release, Earth Release, Lightning Release, and the three Earth Grudge Fears closest to him, with a deadly whistle!
He wanted to take advantage of the moment when Sabo was blocked to dismantle these threats!
Earl Redfield stood on the bow of the Ghost Carrot, observing with a cold eye.

Seeing the birdcage take shape and Doflamingo launch a deadly attack on the Earth Grudge Fear, he frowned slightly, about to raise his hand to personally deal with this arrogant "Heavenly Demon".

However, in that split second—

The space seemed to be folded silently.

Without warning or any energy fluctuation, a figure appeared out of thin air beside Doflamingo, like a ghost.

His appearance was so natural, so abrupt, as if he had always been standing there.

It was Fang Yu!

The only emperor at sea!
The moment he appeared, time seemed to freeze!
The turbulent airflow inside the wire cage, Doflamingo's sinister grin, the trajectory of the cutting lines he slashed, and even the step Red Count had just taken—everything froze in place.

Only Fang Yu's calm voice, like a polar current, clearly pierced the deathly silence, resounding in Ming Ge's ears and deep in the souls of everyone who witnessed this scene:

"do not move."

The voice was soft, yet it carried an absolute will to control life and death.

"Move, die."

An extreme chill, originating from the instinct of life, instantly shot from Doflamingo's tailbone to the top of his head!
My pupils contracted to their maximum size, and my blood seemed to freeze!
Cold sweat instantly soaked through the lining of his expensive feather coat!

That's the genetic fear of living beings facing apex predators in the food chain!

Fang Yu stood quietly, his indifferent gaze fixed on Ming Ge.

An invisible sense of oppression made the air feel as thick as lead.

Doflamingo's mind went blank; that absolute death omen was etched into his soul.

However, perhaps it was a subconscious reaction from his tense nerves, or perhaps it was the instinctive struggle of a tyrant, but his little finger, which manipulated thousands of threads, moved extremely slightly, almost imperceptibly!
He wanted to stop the cutting line?
Or is it just instinctive defense?
No one knows.

Because of this imperceptible moment of "movement"—

The world has changed!

Boom! ! !

An indescribable, terrifying pressure descended like a cosmic explosion!

The sky over the entire Sabaody Archipelago suddenly darkened, with rolling dark clouds gathering out of nowhere and thunder roaring wildly!

Inside the cage, centered on Fang Yu, an overwhelming and unstoppable force suddenly erupted!

The cutting lines that Doflamingo created were as fragile as spider silk, instantly disintegrating and disappearing!
At the very instant Ming Ge's little finger twitched, Fang Yu had already made his move!
No one could see the action clearly.

Raising his hand and swinging his sword, it was as if it were merely a manifestation of a thought.

A simple, unadorned golden sword light, yet imbued with the power to cleave through the very fabric of chaos—Divine Evasion!—tearing apart solidified spacetime! Where the sword light passed, space distorted and collapsed, leaving behind a trail of darkness! Its speed surpassed both thought and light!

laugh--!
A soft sound, like a sharp blade slicing through cloth.

The expression on Doflamingo's face, a mixture of shock, fear, and disbelief, is frozen in time.

His tall body was smoothly cleaved in two by the golden sword light, from his right shoulder to his left waist!
The upper body, with a frozen expression, slowly slid down. The lower body remained standing, the cut smooth as a mirror.

puff.

The two severed bodies crashed heavily onto the blood-stained sand, and then fell silent.

Blood soaked the sand like a flood. Inside and outside the wire cage, the battlefield fell into a deathly, suffocating silence!

Pirates, revolutionaries, marines, and Impel Down prisoners—all have their throats gripped by an invisible giant hand!
Horror, shock, and disbelief were frozen on every face.

Fang Yu slowly raised the Thor's Sword, which was wrapped in golden lightning, his movements casual yet elegant.

A drop of thick blood slowly slid down the tip of the sword.

He flicked his wrist lightly.

pat.

The drop of blood was precisely flung away, landing next to Doflamingo's unseeing eyes.

Fang Yu looked down at the former Shichibukai lying on the ground, now broken in two, and spoke clearly to the corpse in a tone that was both helpless and filled with absolute control:

"I told you not to move."

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly carried to every corner of the silent battlefield.

Why won't you listen?

At the summit of the Red Earth continent, fierce winds tore through the thin air.

A massive, menacing island warship, like an ark from mythology, floated silently above the clouds, taking in the entire burning battlefield of the Sabaody Archipelago.

At the bow of the ship, three figures stood motionless against the howling wind, like three demon gods looking down upon the mortal world.

On the left, Douglas Barrett's rock-solid, imposing body leaned slightly forward, his muscles, covered in a metallic sheen, bulging and taut.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the chaotic yet fierce battlefield below, a bloodthirsty smile spreading across his ferocious face. He clenched his fists, which were as big as cooking pots, and his knuckles cracked so loudly they made your teeth ache: "Ha! What a thrilling battleground! The fighting down there is too exciting, I can't resist! I'm going down there to stretch my muscles!"

On the right, Gilder Tezzolo, dressed in a luxurious gold suit with gold powder swirling around his fingertips, crossed his arms and wore a shrewd and playful smile.

His golden eyes swept across the smoke-filled battlefield below, as if looking at a huge map of wealth: "Tsk tsk tsk, Barrett, what's left in your head besides fighting?"

He shook his head elegantly, his tone carrying the calculation of a businessman, "A war of this scale, a cataclysmic change sweeping the world, is simply a gold rush! The flow of wealth, the power vacuum, the redistribution of resources—every second is a change of billions of dollars! It's an unprecedented opportunity to make a fortune!"

He changed the subject, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes, his voice deepening: "However, if the World Government really collapses, the tides will be reshuffled. Beneath the towering waves, it's hard to say whether we'll find sunken treasures or be smashed to pieces." A mixture of immense risk and opportunity was evident in his eyes.

"Hehehehe!!!" Shiki the Golden Lion, who was standing in the center, suddenly burst into his signature maniacal laughter. His long golden hair, like a lion's mane, danced in the wind, and the Sakura Ten and the withered tree under his feet emitted a cold, eerie light.

He glanced sideways at Tesoro, his eyes behind his sunglasses filled with disdain for money-grubbing: "You money-grubbing bastard! You make such a big deal out of it, then tell me, why don't you, the 'Golden Emperor,' just plunge into this 'gold mine' right now, take advantage of the chaos, and rake in as much treasure as possible?"

Upon hearing this, Tesoro's shrewd smile instantly transformed into an arrogant disdain for the world.

He slightly raised his chin, the gold powder flowing from his fingertips becoming even more dazzling, and responded in a matter-of-fact, calm yet absolutely confident tone: "Why? Because—" He paused, his gaze sweeping over Shiki and Barrett.

"I am already the richest person in the world."

These few simple words carry the weight of a vast amount of gold, proclaiming his absolute dominance over the existing wealth structure.

"Hehehe! The richest man? So what if he's the richest man?" Shiki the Golden Lion's laughter suddenly turned cold, and his wild and domineering aura spread out as if it were a tangible thing, pushing away the surrounding clouds and mist.

His sharp eyes no longer looked at Tesoro, nor did they focus on the chaotic battlefield below. Instead, they pierced through the vast distance, locking onto the Ghost Carrot and the young figure standing atop the mast.

A surge of overwhelming rage and disdain, originating from the overlords of the old era, welled up in his chest.

The giant island ship floating beneath his feet seemed to sense its master's will, emitting a deep hum.

"What bullshit about ending the Great Pirate Era? What nonsense about the only Emperor of the Sea?!"

Shiki's voice boomed like thunder, echoing across the Red Line, filled with undeniable dominance and furious rage at being offended:
"I, Shiki the Golden Lion—am the first to object!!"

(End of this chapter)