Assault Battle

"Strange, I don't see a single ship around. Did those scoundrels already run off?"

Diamante frowned slightly.

The tall man beside him, clad in golden armor and wearing a cross-shaped helmet, spoke next, "You dare offend our Donquixote Family and think you can escape?"

Despite his imposing physique, his voice was incredibly high-pitched and sharp, creating a stark contrast.

"Pfft."

Buffalo quickly covered his mouth, but he still broke out in a cold sweat from Seka's death glare.

Seka absolutely hated it when people mocked his voice.

Buffalo had nearly been beaten to death once for committing that very offense.

Still, his voice really was funny!

Abel forcefully pinched his own thigh, trying to use the pain to resist the sonic assault, managing to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

"Something is indeed wrong. Everyone nearby has fled. And they didn't even arrange for anyone to ambush us here? Hmm?"

Just then, Doflamingo suddenly looked up and saw several signal flares being launched from a distant mountain, seemingly unafraid of revealing their position.

The veins on Doflamingo's temples bulged instantly. This feeling of being looked down upon made him extremely displeased, believing the other party didn't take him seriously at all.

"Very well. It seems our 'friends' have chosen their own graves and are inviting us to visit."

"Young Master, be careful, it might be a trap."

Doflamingo calmed down slightly and turned his head, saying, "Trebol, Diamante, you two stay here and guard the ship. I want to see what kind of schemes these guys can come up with."

"Bwahahahaha, leave it to us, Doffy."

With the two top cadres remaining on the ship, Doflamingo felt completely at ease.

He immediately led his men towards the location where the signal flares had been fired.

They encountered no resistance along the way, which only made Doflamingo angrier!

"After we break in, we'll leave no survivors. Kill them all!"

"Yes, Young Master."

"Then let's begin."

The moment they stepped into the estate, they were met with a warm welcome.

Countless gun muzzles extended from behind various windows and unleashed a barrage of gunfire at them.

Pica immediately merged into the surrounding walls, assimilating them with his Stone-Stone Fruit ability, and then formed two massive arms to shield Doflamingo and his entourage.

Meanwhile, Senor, dressed in a black suit and exuding a carefree aura, plunged directly into the ground, beginning to swim towards the enemy's interior.

Mahalbes instantly reduced his weight, allowing himself to float into the air, preparing to unleash a palm strike from above.

"Go, attack freely."

Finally receiving the order, Baby-5 and Buffalo were not to be outdone. They unleashed a combo attack, flying into the air and launching a fierce counter-offensive.

Abel didn't rush to attack; it wasn't time yet. He had no interest in getting shot.

"Don Don! Thousand Ton Hammer!"

Soon, Mahalbes, floating above the estate's roof, placed a specially made, sturdy shield beneath his belly and then drastically increased its weight to one thousand tons, initiating a freefall!

What would be the effect of a thousand-ton object falling from the sky?

The pirates hiding inside thought the building was collapsing. The entire structure was smashed through by Mahalbes!

An unknown number of unfortunate souls were caught in the devastation, wailing.

At the same time, Senor had arrived. He leaped back to the ground, a cigarette dangling from his lips, and began spraying bullets into the chaotic crowd with a gun in hand!

Coupled with Baby-5, who had secured air superiority outside, continuously firing cannonballs into the estate, the Skunk Pirates' formerly dense firepower network was suddenly silenced!

Seeing this, Doflamingo outside gestured to the side.

Gladius, understanding immediately, stepped out from Seka's protection and quickly approached the entrance, placing his right hand on the door.

"Explode!"

BOOM!

With a deafening roar, the door, which had been blocked by a pile of debris, was instantly blown to smithereens.

Gladius was a user of the Bomb-Bomb Fruit, capable of inflating his own body to detonate or causing inorganic objects he touched to inflate and explode.

It could be said that, apart from Abel and Luo who joined later, the vast majority of the Donquixote Family members were Devil Fruit users. It was ridiculously overpowered!

Considering the North Sea, a Devil Fruit user with decent strength was already fully qualified to establish their own large pirate group.

This was the difference!

If the captain of the Skunk Pirates had known this information beforehand, even if they gave him ten times the courage, he wouldn't have dared to join forces with others to cause trouble for the Donquixote Family.

But the problem was, they didn't know this information in advance. Doflamingo, who already controlled the North Sea's underground black market, certainly wouldn't allow any intelligence regarding the Donquixote Family's strength to leak out.

This led to the outside world having no clear concept of the Donquixote Family's strength!

They knew the Donquixote Family was not to be trifled with and was very powerful.

But just how powerful was "very powerful"?

A farmer who had never left his village would only imagine that the emperor tilled the land with a golden hoe every day.

Some people couldn't even imagine something like everyone being a Devil Fruit user!

"Seka, check the situation inside. Lao G, guard the entrance. If anyone tries to escape, kill them directly. As for the others, let our new family members train on them first. Fufufufufu~"

Abel didn't say anything this time, just nodded and went in.

He knew this was also a trial, to see if he could adapt to this life of licking blood off the tip of a blade every day, where it was either kill or be killed.

Doflamingo saw potential in him, and having strength alone wasn't enough; he had to be ruthless and ferocious!

So after Abel went in, he didn't say a word, pulled out his gun, and fired.

An old man hiding near the entrance, who was trying to ambush him, had his head blown to bits.

"A brat?"

"How dare he look down on us like this, kill him!"

Some Pirates around saw an easy target and immediately got excited, displaying the idiom "bullying the weak and fearing the strong" to its fullest.

However, this was exactly the effect Abel wanted.

Otherwise, a real combat situation with no pressure would be no different from target practice on the training grounds.

Bang bang bang.

Using his agility, Abel dodged attacks while counterattacking.

Isn't there an old saying, "Ten paces away, the gun is fast; within ten paces, the gun is accurate and fast!"

When dealing with these grunts, Abel felt that guns were truly useful, one shot per person.

But the flaw of using a gun quickly appeared: he ran out of bullets.

Furthermore, as a novice, his accuracy while shooting on the move was still not good enough.

What made him even more speechless was that amidst the chaotic battlefield, he had inexplicably been hit by several stray bullets.