One Piece: The user of the Nen-Nen Fruit, who overturned the sea.

The night sky over Mignon Island was covered with dark clouds.

The sea breeze, carrying the stench of blood, howled as it passed through the ruins.

In the center of the town, three groups of people were facing off.

Roy stood on the gangway of the Ark's Proverbs, arms crossed, a faint smile on his lips.

Behind him, Tesoro, Enel, Yamato, and others stood in a line, their imposing presence overwhelming.

Doflamingo stood on the left, his pink feather coat fluttering in the night wind.

Behind him stood four high-ranking officials: Torrepol, Diamanti, Pica, and Vergo, each with a gloomy expression.

Kizaru stood alone on the right, hands in his pockets, leaning lazily against a half-ruined wall.

The naval soldiers hid far behind, holding their guns, their hands trembling.

The atmosphere was as oppressive as the calm before a storm.

"Fufufufu~." Doflamingo chuckled eerily, his voice as cold as ice. "Captain Roy, what are you doing here?"

"What do you think?" Roy looked at him, his smile unchanged.

Doflamingo's expression turned even uglier.

He was absolutely certain of success today—he was determined to get the results of the surgery.

The results of it?

Rosinante betrayed them, and that brat Law ate the Devil Fruit. The Marines arrived, and Roy arrived too.

Everything is in complete chaos.

Doflamingo.

Seeing Doflamingo's gloomy face, Roy suddenly spoke, his tone light and casual, as if chatting about everyday matters.

"You know Rosinante is a naval spy, right?"

As soon as Roy finished speaking, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Doflamingo's smile froze on his face, his eyes changing from icy to... all sorts of things.

Shock, anger, doubt, and pain were all mixed together, making his head buzz.

Kizaru was also stunned, but quickly regained his composure, though his lips twitched slightly.

But his mind was in turmoil—how did Roy know?

Only Sengoku and a few high-ranking officials knew about this. How did Roy find out?!

Doflamingo stared at Roy, his eyes narrowed into slits, and asked, word by word, "What did you say?"

I said,

Roy repeated slowly and deliberately.

"Your good brother, Rosinante, has been a pawn in the Warring States period since the day he joined the Navy."

They were specifically sent to monitor you.

boom--

Doflamingo unleashed a burst of Conqueror's Haki.

Dark red arcs of electricity spread wildly from him, instantly cracking the ground beneath his feet. Debris was sent flying, crashing against the surrounding walls with a crackling sound.

Those pirates and naval soldiers hiding in the distance rolled their eyes and collapsed in droves.

Torrepol and the others were also shaken and took a few steps back, their faces pale.

Roy remained motionless. The Conqueror's Haki that rushed towards him dissipated as if it had hit an invisible wall.

Kizaru remained motionless, but the laziness on his face disappeared, replaced by a look of seriousness.

"Roy," Doflamingo's voice was frighteningly low, like a wild beast growling, "you'd better have evidence."

"Evidence?" Roy laughed. "Don't you know it yourself?"

He paused, then continued to deliver the finishing blow.

"He approaches you, does things for you, and even calls you 'brother'—it's all an act."

His real mission was to keep an eye on the Don Quixote family.

"If you hadn't joined the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Navy would have wiped you all out long ago."

Doflamingo's breathing became heavy.

Threads surged wildly from his body, and the surrounding buildings gradually assimilated into fine, dense threads due to the surge of his power.

He recalled the look in Rosinante's eyes before he died.

That look in his eyes was so gentle.

But that tenderness wasn't for him.

It's for that child, Luo.

Not to him.

Never has been.

"asshole……"

Doflamingo gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, his Conqueror's Haki growing stronger and stronger.

Dark red arcs of electricity danced in the air, like countless venomous snakes flicking their tongues.

"asshole!!!"

"Damn the Navy!!!"

Doflamingo roared, and the threads transformed into countless sharp blades, stabbing wildly at Kizaru!

"Five-colored threads!"

Five transparent threads shot out from his fingertips at an astonishing speed, drawing five cold streaks of light in mid-air, aiming straight for Kizaru's throat!

Kizaru's expression changed: "Hey, hey, hey, what does this have to do with me?"

He flashed and transformed into a golden light, narrowly avoiding the five threads.

The thread missed its mark and sliced ​​through the crumbling wall behind him—BOOM! The wall was instantly sliced ​​into six pieces, collapsed with a deafening roar, and dust filled the air.

Doflamingo ignored all explanations and kicked with his right leg, causing the surrounding threads to suddenly surge violently.

"Super Whiplash!"

A white whip, hundreds of meters long and made of countless intertwined threads, lashed out in an arc through the air, striking fiercely towards Kizaru!

The long whip pierced the air, its sound sharp and shrill.

Kizaru activated his Observation Haki to its fullest extent, anticipating the trajectory of the whip, and dodged once again.

The whip lashed the ground—BOOM!!! A deep trench, over ten meters long, was carved into the ground, sending rubble flying and dust billowing into the sky.

"Doflamingo! Are you insane?!"

As Kizaru dodged, he said lazily,

"You were the one who killed Rosinante, not me!"

"Shut up!!!"

Doflamingo's eyes were red.

He had only one thought in his mind right now—kill! Kill! Kill!

Kill Kizaru!

Kill the navy!

Kill everyone who knows about this!

Silk threads surged wildly from his body, making him resemble a spider with its fur standing on end, the dense silk threads weaving into a giant web around him.

"Lower the line of shamelessness!"

He pointed his right index finger at Kizaru, and an extremely thin thread shot out from his fingertip, faster than a bullet, straight at Kizaru's chest!

This attack was faster, more ruthless, and more accurate than before.

Kizaru looked at Doflamingo, who had completely gone berserk, and shook his head helplessly.

He lifted his right foot, and light particles frantically condensed at his toes, the golden light growing brighter and brighter, illuminating half the street.

"Lightning-speed kick".

He kicked it out.

boom--!!!

The golden beam of light collided with the transparent threads, and a terrifying shockwave spread wildly from the two of them!

The ground cracked open, debris flew everywhere, and the surrounding houses were overturned by the blast wave, with tiles being blown away like pieces of paper.

"Bloodline transplantation... truly remarkable."

As the smoke cleared, Kizaru muttered something and slowly retracted his foot from mid-air.

The news that Doflamingo had undergone a bloodline transplant on Beehive Island could not be kept from the World Government.

The World Government also sent people to extract Doflamingo's blood for research in an attempt to crack the technology.

Doflamingo is at least twice as strong as he was two years ago.

His physique, domineering aura, and recovery ability have all improved, and even his Devil Fruit powers have been developed in greater depth.

"Again!" Doflamingo roared and charged forward once more.

The threads gathered in his hands, transforming into two transparent blades, which he slashed down at Kizaru!

Kizaru dared not be careless. He clenched his right hand, and light particles condensed into a golden lightsaber—"Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi".

Ding ding ding ding ding—