With a flick of his fingers, threads flashed with icy menace. Five pure-white streaks sliced through the air, and Diez Barrels collapsed, finally understanding the gap in strength between himself and his opponent.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Amid a series of shrill screams, Diez Barrels fell completely silent.
Doflamingo casually sat atop a crate of liquor, tossing aside the flintlock pistol in his hand before pulling an exquisite repeating handgun with a silver grip from his coat.
Memories flooded back. More than ten years ago, he had personally taken his father's head, ignoring his brother's attempts to stop him and his father's apologies, hoping to use it to reclaim his status as a Celestial Dragon.
Yet not only had his wish failed to come true, he had instead become wanted after uncovering the Celestial Dragons' secret.
Today, he had once again walked the same old path, taking his own younger brother—his only blood relative left in this world...
"Where the hell did Rosinante run off to with Law? Hey, Buffalo, Baby 5, what are you doing? Have you found Corazon?"
In the sky, Buffalo's propeller-like hair spun as he scanned the surroundings and muttered in complaint.
"Seriously, this place has been completely reduced to rubble. Where are we supposed to find Law and Corazon...?"
At that moment, Baby 5, standing behind Buffalo, looked at her wrist as the black Den Den Mushi used for eavesdropping slowly opened its eyes.
"Hello... this is the Marines... We found a boy on the shore..."
"Huh? An eavesdropping Den Den Mushi..."
Though the voices were quite blurry, Baby 5 still managed to make out in fragments that a boy had been discovered by the Marines outside the Birdcage.
Just as Baby 5 thought the call had ended and the Den Den Mushi was about to