Taking Over the Donquixote Family! Vergo! Shichibukai Alliance!

Doflamingo slumped onto his desk, looking like a real doll.

After being turned into a doll, his physical functions were greatly weakened, and his Haki also weakened considerably. He was already no match for Ian, and now Ian could crush him with a single finger.

It's over.

It's all over.

That bastard Ian actually managed to bypass Sugar's Hobby-Hobby Fruit's ability to erase memories.

No wonder this guy was able to send people to Dressrosa to arrest him so quickly.

But how is that possible? Devil Fruit powers should be absolute; how could Ian possibly retain his memories?

Unless, he's using Devil Fruit ability to fight against Devil Fruit ability!

Doflamingo suddenly remembered that Ian had also entered beast form when Sugar used her powers!

It's his Mythical Zoan!

That guy's ability itself possesses the power to counter other Devil Fruit!

Who could have imagined this?

Doflamingo, now transformed into a Doflamingo doll, gritted his teeth.

There is now absolutely no hope of turning things around.

His life, his ambition, his dreams—that's the end of it.

At this moment, Doflamingo could only watch helplessly as all his family members, driven by fear, knelt before Ian.

Even when Ian called out his name, no one reacted.

They have completely lost his memory!

Those who were once utterly loyal to him and revered him like a god are now truly becoming Ian's subordinates.

Ian, you son of a bitch, this is worse than killing me!

All Doflamingo could do was get angrier and angrier.

But it's not over yet.

"Luo."

Upon hearing Ian's words, Doflamingo said, "Although we're partners from now on, it's always good to be safe than sorry."

Then Doflamingo saw Law, that brat, silently step forward, open a semi-transparent surgical space, and then remove everyone's hearts one by one.

Ian!

Even Doflamingo couldn't help but marvel at Ian's shamelessness.

On the surface, they appear tolerant and kind, but in reality, they are more ruthless than anyone else!

After their hearts were taken, all the Donquixote Family members were temporarily exhausted, Ian had them taken away to rest.

Then.

"Only Doflamingo remains,"

Ian smiled as he looked at the Doflamingo toy placed on the table. "What should I do with you now?"

Doflamingo remained silent.

He couldn't speak either.

Not all dolls are mute, but unfortunately, the Doflamingo he transformed into was mute.

"If I kill you, will the power of the Hobby-Hobby Fruit be immediately canceled?"

Ian smiled.

This is also a very interesting topic.

Will damage taken in doll mode be reflected back to the original body?

Can a character in doll form be killed? If killed, will they die in doll form, or will their abilities dissipate and they revert to their original state?

"But never mind, it's enough to have come this far."

Ian sighed. "How could I bear to kill my own best friend?"

And so, amidst Doflamingo's cold laughter, he was bound with the Seastone shackles his good friend had made, and then thrown directly into the deepest part of the dungeon.

No one in the world remembers him except Ian, and of course, no one will try to rescue him.

Ian stretched, now he could calmly take over the Donquixote Family's fortune.

One day later.

In the same office, the people talking were now Ian and Tesoro.

"It must be said, the Donquixote Family's business empire is quite astonishing in scale."

Tesoro's tone still carried a hint of amazement.

"Leaving aside the North Blue, which was once their stronghold, they had bases in almost every kingdom, maintained close ties with local power brokers, and their influence extended to Paradise and the other three seas. Even in the New World, they were influential figures in the Underworld of that sea."

"Human trafficking, kidnapping, assassination, arms dealing—they'll do anything that can make money."

"They can influence the world with just a flick of their finger."

Finally, Tesoro couldn't help but smirk, "But their biggest business, of course, is the arms trade they conduct through our Beasts Pirates."

Ian nodded slightly. "Now that we own it, let's stop doing those dubious business deals."

Human trafficking, kidnapping, and assassination are too lowbrow.

The greatest advantage Donquixote Family business brought him was its distribution channels.

Channels leading to Four Blues.

While the Beasts Pirates ' weapons are sold worldwide, they primarily distribute them through their partner distributors, acting as the manufacturer.

But now, the situation is different.

"The rest is up to you, Tesoro. You can handle those Donquixote Family guys too."

Ian completely handed over the Donquixote Family business to Tesoro, and even sent all of the Donquixote Family's scoundrels to Tesoro as his assistants.

If we don't hand it over to this world-class manager, are we supposed to rely on ourselves?

Tesoro's face flushed with excitement once more. "Please leave it to me, Lord Ian!"

His words carried a hint of disdain, "Having such resources yet still indulging in petty Underworld escapades, that guy—uh!"

For a moment, he didn't know who to despise.

"In short, Lord Ian,"

Discarding the inexplicable thoughts in his mind, he patted his chest and promised, "I will never let you down!"

"Very good."

Ian nodded in satisfaction.

One of the best decisions I ever made was recruiting Tesoro.

That's so convenient.

"By the way, Lord Ian,"

Tesoro suddenly remembered something, "Those guys from the Donquixote Family said they used to have a top officer who's now infiltrated the navy."

Tesoro held the so-called highest-ranking officials of the Donquixote Family in utter contempt.

If you can't even beat him, what kind of top cadre are you?

They're just a bunch of weaklings.

However, the fact that they are lurking within the navy is quite noteworthy.

"Is that so?"

Ian narrowed his eyes slightly. It was true; he had almost forgotten about Vergo.

In the original work, this guy was quite arrogant for dozens of chapters, showing readers his dark and tough Haki for the first time.

Of course, everyone later realized that only small fry would do that.

"Then let's get in touch."

Ian said slowly, "At least let him know that his boss has changed."

Marine Headquarters G-5.

Marine Headquarters Lieutenant Commander Vergo walked solemnly through the base building's corridor.

His naval colleagues couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of him.

This guy had a serious expression on his face, but there was a fork stuck to his left cheek that he didn't even know had gotten there, and he seemed completely unaware of it.

However, in the end, no one dared to laugh at him.

Everyone knows that Lieutenant Colonel Vergo is quite strong, having mastered Two-Color Haki, and his true power is far beyond that of ordinary naval officers.

The reason he is still only a lieutenant colonel is simply because he has not been in the navy for long enough to have any merits, and he has no powerful connections at headquarters, so he will not be promoted through special procedures.

Vergo completely ignored the strange looks from his naval colleagues and simply returned to his single dormitory.

The moment he closed the door, Vergo deftly locked the door and windows, took out an anti-eavesdropping Den Den Mushi, placed it on the table, and waited quietly.

He's been somewhat dazed these past couple of days, as if he's forgotten something very important.

But before he could even recall what he had forgotten, a phone call from his family filled him with a mix of emotions.

Ian's family offended Four Emperors and was wiped out in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, Ian was quite interested in them, and now the entire family has been forced to join Ian's ranks and become part of Hachinosu Island.

And he, naturally, could only go with the flow.

While waiting, Vergo's thoughts began to wander.

What exactly did he forget?

It must be something very important, otherwise why would I feel so empty inside?

The Den Den Mushi suddenly vibrated.

Hurta answered the call with Inazuma, not letting the Den Den Mushi vibrate for even a second longer.

"Vergo, right?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was quite unfamiliar, with a smile and a relaxed tone.

But Vergo tensed up instantly, and his vest began to sweat.

The call from Trebol yesterday has already been arranged; today, that person will contact him directly.

"It's me, Lord Ian!"

Vergo gave a solemn reply.

On the other end of the phone was his current boss, the Pirate Emperor who stood at the pinnacle of the sea!

"I thought you'd be very resistant to the idea of a new boss?"

Lord Ian's voice still carried a hint of laughter; he seemed to be a man who loved to laugh.

Just like--

Like whom again?

Never mind that, the most important thing now is to satisfy Lord Ian!

Otherwise, the family will be finished, and he himself will be finished too.

Once the Navy discovers he's a pirate spy, can he still survive?

"How could this be!"

Vergo's expression remained stern. "It is an immense honor to be able to follow Lord Ian!"

He, Trebol, Pica, Diamante, and the other two were a group of losers who planned to join forces with a man of kingly stature and follow him to the pinnacle of the world.

Is there anyone in the world more suitable than Ian?

"Excellent!"

Lord Ian's smile deepened on the phone. "I appreciate your loyalty, Vergo."

"I think with your abilities, being only a lieutenant colonel is a bit too low a rank. What do you think, Vergo?"

A surge of excitement welled up in Vergo's chest. "Lord Ian, what do you mean?"

Let me help you.

In the navy, getting promoted either requires a powerful backer or connections within the military industry. Isn't that simple?

"Yes!"

Vergo's tone was agitated, but his face remained expressionless, showing no change in emotion whatsoever.

Let's go back a little earlier.

Mary Geoise.

"Donquixote Doflamingo?"

The eldest of the Gorosei, Warcury, looked puzzled. "This guy is the one we forgot about this time, right? He's actually a former Celestial Dragons?"

"Isn't he the mastermind behind the Dressrosa incident?"

The white-clad swordsman Nusjuro, frowned. "Is it the Hobby-Hobby Fruit? Like King Riku, except that guy has been eliminated, and this troublesome ability has probably fallen into Ian's hands now."

"Let Stussy keep an eye on things."

Saturn said calmly, "We don't have the manpower to fight Ian right now. Let CP0 see if they can snatch that ability user away."

That ability is really too troublesome.

The Gorosei all nodded slightly.

"That Doflamingo is still Shichibukai,"

"There should have been five Shichibukai left," said Mars, who had a long beard. "Now there are only four left."

"Is another seat vacant?"

Pistol, in the red suit, felt a headache coming on. "The other two vacancies haven't been filled yet, and the gaps are only getting bigger."

"There aren't many suitable pirates left on the high seas. How long will it take for Vegapunk's artificial human project to bear fruit?"

While the Gorosei were troubled by the Shichibukai, Paradise was seeing the Shichibukai making contact again.

Crocodile transformed into a grain of sand and flew over a plain.

This area was shrouded in thick fog, filled with graves and tombstones, resembling a mass grave.

It took him a lot of effort to find this place.

"Tsk."

Crocodile couldn't help but click his tongue in astonishment.

Don't you find it creepy to live in a place like this?

He continued forward without alerting anyone, and quietly arrived at the ancient castle in the center of the island.

Forming its body from the yellow sand, it moves forward following the guidance of its Observation Haki.

Soon, Crocodile arrived in a huge hall.

As soon as I stepped inside, a huge pair of scissors came crashing down on my head.

Crocodile's body was instantly cleaved in two.

However, there was no blood splattering everywhere. Crocodile's body, which had been split in two, turned into yellow sand that flew up and eventually reunited, reforming into the shape of Crocodile.

"I thought you'd lost even the most basic sense of vigilance."

Crocodile said calmly.

"Hehehehe! Crocodile!"

A massive shadow suddenly loomed over Crocodile. The enormous monster, wielding scissors, let out a shrill laugh, "You suddenly showing up here, are you here to have some tea with me?"

Moonlight Moria felt somewhat embarrassed.

He only realized this guy was there after he had already entered his room!

This is just too embarrassing!

Crocodile sized up the guy.

He had gained a lot of weight since the last meeting at the Shichibukai meeting. The once lean and wiry man was nowhere to be seen; now, all that stood before him was a fat, bloated man.

"Looking at you, I really find it hard to believe that you want revenge against the Beasts Pirates."

Crocodile said that.

The next moment, the giant scissors sliced him in half at the waist.

"Shut up!!"

However, the scissors, without the addition of Armament Haki, couldn't harm Crocodile in the slightest. The guy remained calm and collected, turning into sand and then reforming his body.

"Can't even use Armament Haki anymore?"

Crocodile's tone was somewhat inexplicable.

This guy is even more depraved than he used to be.

"Crocodile!"

Moria took a step forward, his heavy footsteps causing the ground to tremble. The tremor even caused ripples to appear in the shadow beneath his feet, as if something was about to emerge from the shadow.

Do you want to die?

"Don't get so agitated,"

Crocodile said calmly, "Moria, I'm here to discuss cooperation."

"Cooperate?"