You're already starting to make your final arrangements?

Watching Golden Lion's aura grow ever more imposing, Doflamingo's expression turned grave as he blocked the strike.

Doflamingo was dissatisfied with Dunn's interference, but he understood one thing clearly.

Rules were made by the strong.

All the weak could do was obey the rules of the strong.

Whether it was Bullet or the blade currently held by Golden Lion.

But he understood even better that the harder the trial, the greater the rewards after passing it.

With that thought, Doflamingo abruptly waved his hand, flinging Moria, who was wrapped in white threads, far away from the battlefield.

It was not because he respected their alliance.

It was simply that, since they were allies, any backstabbing should be done somewhere with no witnesses. This was hardly the place for it.

At the very least, before entering the Hunter Guild, even a little positive image might benefit him.

"Captain!"

Outside, the zombie doctor Moria had previously found and brought along immediately stepped forward to treat Moria's wounds.

"Cough, cough!"

A trace of unwillingness flashed through Moria's eyes.

"Captain, let's use the previous method. Perona has already gone in. We can do the same. With your strength, you'll definitely be able to raise your position."

As he treated Moria's wounds, the zombie doctor spoke in a low voice.

Moria understood that this was his only path.

His injuries were now too severe for him to continue challenging others.

He glanced at the scene of surging white waves in the distance and nodded.

After confirming his withdrawal, Hunters quickly arrived and took Moria's group away.

The battle here continued. On Whitebeard's side, he had been watching Golden Lion's battle when someone appeared before him.

Whitebeard looked over the three people before him one by one before finally turning his gaze to Rayleigh.

"You left