Amid Garen's mocking laughter, Doflamingo dazedly set down the receiver.
Though the call had ended, the despair lingered stubbornly in his heart:
Both Caesar and Vergo had fallen into Garen's hands, which meant the mass-produced artificial Devil Fruit products he had promised Kaido had already become a fantasy.
If things went on like this, he would probably get a taste of a mammoth's trunk before Garen's greatsword cut him down.
"Heaven truly wants me dead!"
Doflamingo's sigh was filled with the madness and despair of a man at the end of his rope.
Germa 66, Garen, the Beasts Pirates...
He simply could not think of any way to preserve the Donquixote Family while facing the hostility of all three major forces.
Doflamingo pondered alone in the dark room for a long while before finally coming up with an extremely dangerous, all-or-nothing plan to turn things around.
The moment the plan took shape in his mind, Doflamingo impatiently strode out of the dark room and hurriedly ordered his subordinates:
"Bring Monet and Sugar here!"
Monet, a Logia user of the Snow-Snow Fruit, excelled at disguise and deception. She was one of Doflamingo's professional undercover intelligence agents.
Sugar, a Paramecia user of the Hobby-Hobby Fruit, could turn people into obedient toys through contact with her palms. She was a core member of the Donquixote Family, as well as Monet's younger sister.
Her older sister Monet was twenty-eight this year, with a mature, voluptuous figure and breathtaking beauty.
Sugar, meanwhile, was already twenty, but because of the Hobby-Hobby Fruit, she had retained the appearance of a ten-year-old girl.
Under Doflamingo's urgent summons, Monet and Sugar arrived at the dark room.
Joining them was Trebol, one of the Family's highest-ranking officers.
Because Sugar's strategic importance was simply too great, Doflamingo had specifically assigned Trebol,