"Young Master, Viola has returned!"
Trebol, who had been waiting on the dock, sniffed and spoke first.
"Finally back?" Doflamingo sat up in his chair and said in a deep voice, "Go check on Gladius first."
"Send him for treatment. As long as we have that person's Devil Fruit ability, no matter what injuries he suffered, he can easily recover."
It could be said that, in the Original Work, Doflamingo had two trump cards.
The first was Sugar, who possessed the Hobby-Hobby Fruit.
The second was the princess of the Tontatta Tribe, who possessed the Heal-Heal Fruit.
According to Doflamingo's calculations, no matter how devastating a blow his forces suffered, as long as the Heal-Heal Fruit ability was used properly, the Donquixote Family could launch a second counterattack.
Yet Gladius, one of his family, now had an uncertain fate between life and death.
Unable to remain calm, Doflamingo had come here to wait for him.
"Young Master Doffy, after Gladius took Saitama's punch, he soon died from his severe injuries." Viola leaped down onto the deck.
Behind her, several pirate lackeys carried the utterly unrecognizable Gladius on a stretcher.
The white cloth covering him made it clear that even the Heal-Heal Fruit, which Doflamingo regarded as a trump card, could no longer be of any use.
Bang!
Doflamingo crushed the wineglass in his hand.
A violent wave of Conqueror's Haki erupted like a tidal surge.
It transformed into a hurricane that swept outward in all directions.
Every lackey stationed on the dock in its path instantly foamed at the mouth and collapsed unconscious.
Even the four lackeys carrying the stretcher were no exception.
With no one left to support it, the stretcher slammed heavily onto the ground.
As the white cloth fluttered away, it revealed Gladius, every bone in his