Pirate: I was just slacking off, do you really think I'm bad?

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Doflamingo didn't care at all that the mafia boss's brain matter was stuck to his pointed shoes.

He simply wore a perverted, blissful smile, opening his arms to embrace the world.

"Fufufufufu! This is the world I want... a world full of chaos, a world full of killing."

"Everything, everything, is a stage play performed before the king ascends the stage!"

"What a fascinating world, what wonderful flavors! Fuzzy fuzzy fuzzy!"

A powerful force burst forth from his thin body, as if declaring his victory to the world.

The Don Quixote family members had already formed a large circle around them, with Torrepol and his associates at the front.

Each of them knelt on one knee, their respectful expressions and worshipful gazes offered to their king.

Those who had just fought still had blood dripping from their wounds, yet they gripped their swords and knives with unusual firmness.

They were waiting, waiting for the king to announce who could join the Don Quixote family.

We await this young king to issue his first command on this island!

At that moment, all the naval soldiers who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their spines.

"This brat...a born devil."

"Beihai absolutely cannot allow such a person to live."

Burning buildings, streams of blood, and corpses lying strewn about...

The short-haired blond boy stood next to the headless corpse, looking like a demon crawling out of hell.

Although the naval soldiers were nervous, their excellent tactical skills enabled them to reach their designated positions in an orderly manner and complete Raleigh's orders.

Unaware of what was happening, Doflamingo looked around and his smile faded.

He said with a cold expression:

"You all did very well today. Congratulations on passing Don Quixote's test."

"Anyone who can still stand can join the Don Quixote family."

Although the members present were very happy, not one of them made a fuss.

Doflamingo nodded in satisfaction and then gave his first order.

"From now on, Rarotonga Island will be the territory of our Don Quixote family."

"Accept everything that belongs to the victors, but remember, the common people are our stable source of income. The arrival of the Don Quixote family will only bring them a more secure life than before."

Although the killings just now had stirred the evil within Doflamingo, he forcibly restrained his desire to destroy everything.

He must control his nature, or he will become a low-class pirate whom he despises.

Those pirates who wander the world, robbing wherever they go.

Territory!

power!

resource!

This is what he wants.

Rarotonga!

North Sea!

Grand Line!

He gradually expanded his power until he had abundant resources.

He will return to the place that humiliated him, in the true manner of a king.

At that time, he will let the world know who the true king is!

Before achieving this ultimate goal, he absolutely could not tolerate his nature ruining everything.

Upon hearing Doflamingo's command, the members of the Donquixote Family, who already greatly admired him, were completely won over by him.

Only those who can control their natural instincts can be considered true kings.

And this king was the one who stood before them, the one they were determined to follow.

Donquixote Doflamingo, the patriarch of the Donquixote family!

Just as Doflamingo was enjoying his victory, an untimely remark came from the alley.

"Miles, if you were half as good as him, I wouldn't have to worry about you losing your life one day."

"Master, in what way am I inferior to him?"

It sounds like an ordinary master and apprentice exchanging feelings.

However, Doflamingo knew in his heart that they couldn't possibly be an ordinary master and disciple.

Because here,

It had long since become a battlefield strewn with corpses.

An ordinary person would be so frightened by just one look that they would lose their footing.

Not to mention they can communicate easily and freely.

The moment Doflamingo heard the sound, he immediately turned his head to the back.

His expression shifted between light and dark.

The look in his eyes behind the sunglasses was even more unfathomable.

Meanwhile, the family officials and members who were guarding him were already furious.

In their hearts, no one in the world could compare to the young master before them.

The reason why the young master has not become famous in the world is simply because he is still young.

When the young master grows up, he will definitely be the most powerful man in the world.

The members of the Don Quixote family, whose bloodlust had just subsided, have rekindled.

They want the person who said those words to be punished accordingly.

At the already dilapidated alley exit, Doflamingo saw two figures, one large and one small.

It must be the master and apprentice who spoke just now.

However, the problem is that behind that master and apprentice were a large group of well-equipped and menacing naval soldiers.

"navy?"

Doflamingo frowned.

Although he was extremely arrogant, he knew in his heart that he did not currently have the resources to fight the navy.

At the same time, he was also aware of his special status.

Without concrete evidence, the Navy cannot take action against him.

Therefore, the best solution is to pretend you didn't see it.

"You damned bastard, how dare you humiliate our young master!"

Trebol, who regarded Doflamingo as his king, was furious and dedicated his life to making Doflamingo the true king of the underworld.

He was humiliated by a group of sailors who seemed to have come from nowhere, which infuriated him.

Just as the enraged Trebol was about to launch an attack, Doflamingo appeared beside him in a flash.

He reached out and pressed down on Torrepol.

"Calm down, Trebol. We don't have the strength to fight the Navy right now."

Doflamingo spoke quietly to Trebol and the other executives.

He was a smart man, extremely crazy yet extremely rational.

"Leave this to me. You take your men and leave."

"Dover..."

Torrepol looked resentful.

"Dover, if you don't leave, we won't leave either. You are our king, how can we leave the rear guard to the king?"

The gaunt Diamante drew his longsword, his face grim as he stared at the opposing navy.

Doflamingo felt the care from others, which warmed his heart.

These are the companions he considers family; anyone who joins the Don Quixote family is family.

Snap snap snap... Snap snap snap...

"Tsk tsk tsk, is this the bond between comrades? It's truly touching."

"I never expected that someone as manipulative and destructive as you would actually be someone who values ​​family so much. It's truly laughable."