Whoosh! Ronglin ignored the Tontatta Tribe and launched himself into the air with Moonwalk, shooting toward the southwestern harbor.
Although Kyros held the legendary record of three thousand victories in the arena, who was Doflamingo? How could Kyros, in his toy body, possibly be Doflamingo's match? Besides, Rebecca had fallen into enemy hands. Kyros was too worried to think straight—how could he fight Doflamingo like that?
Inside the southwestern harbor.
"Hehehe! Young Master is wise indeed!" Trebol, one of the Donquixote Family's highest-ranking officers, cackled. "News from Dressrosa says that a fierce battle broke out on the royal plateau. Even the palace has been destroyed."
Doflamingo gave an eerie, cold laugh. "We neither need to deal with such a powerful opponent, nor are we capable of doing so. But we can defeat him with our brains. All we need is to sacrifice a country, and those idiots at Mary Geoise will deliver him a fatal blow. Since that's the case, why would I hesitate to give up this country?"
"Huh? Do you need me?" Baby-5 immediately jumped up and cut in. "Young Master, do you need me? Just tell me! I'm willing to do anything!"
Nami smiled as she stroked Baby-5's head. "We don't need to do anything now. We just need to sit back and watch the tigers fight. Let's see how the Celestial Dragons of Mary Geoise deal with this vicious madman who dared to kill members of the royal family."
"Hehehe!" Doflamingo laughed maniacally. "The harm this country has inflicted upon me—I will reclaim it tenfold! I've tormented them for so many years, torn wives from husbands and children from parents, shattered their families, driven them from their homes, broken apart those happy people, and severed their memories, leaving them to live in hollow happiness. But that