Rebecca in the Colosseum Prison

In the Colosseum Prison, Rebecca's face was filled with barely suppressed excitement. She had just learned some astonishing news: Doflamingo, that fearsome guy, had actually had one of his legs cut off by a man Moke Mok! This news was practically the only good news Rebecca had received in over a decade, and it thrilled her beyond measure.

The joy in her heart was like a surging torrent, desperately needing an outlet to be released. She really wanted to break free of the cage immediately, shout loudly at the sky, and release all the grievances and pain that had been accumulating in her heart for many years.

However, just as she was immersed in this sudden joy, a cry of surprise came from the guard's position on one side, interrupting her thoughts.

"Who are you?" The exclamation was filled with astonishment and fear, as if someone had witnessed something extremely terrible.

Rebecca frowned, her face full of confusion. Normally, no one should be here at this time, and today wasn't the day of her fighting match. So, who was this person who had suddenly appeared?

Before she could figure it out, a piercing scream suddenly shattered the silence, as if it could penetrate eardrums and send chills down her spine. Immediately afterward, a figure slammed into front of her cell with astonishing speed, like a cannonball.

Rebecca's heart skipped a beat, her pupils contracted instantly, and her gaze was fixed on the figure as if drawn by a magnet. In just one glance, she recognized him immediately—he was the guard of this area!

Rebecca was utterly shocked, because in this place, the guards represented absolute authority and power. And now, someone dared to openly kill a guard here—this was practically a declaration of war against the entire Donquixote Family, and a provocation against Doflamingo!

In the Dressrosa Kingdom, who would dare to be so bold? And who would have such power? Various possibilities flashed through Rebecca's mind, but she could not find a reasonable answer.

Just then, a series of "thump-thump-thump..." footsteps approached from afar, each step feeling like a blow to her heart, making her heart pound even harder, as if it were about to burst out of her chest. Because in her mind, anyone capable of doing such a thing must be a "good person"!

Soon, a majestic and handsome man appeared before her. He was tall and upright, with a steady and powerful gait, each step exuding confidence and authority. However, the moment Rebecca's eyes met his, her pupils involuntarily shrank to pinpoints.

Although Rebecca had never seen this man in person, portraits of him and his crew had already been scattered like snowflakes throughout Dressrosa. This shows how much Doflamingo feared him, afraid that he would infiltrate his territory.

However, in Rebecca's eyes, how could someone like that possibly "sneak" in like an ordinary thief? He would definitely walk in openly and honestly, and how could Doflamingo possibly stop him?

The moment Rebecca saw Moke, an undisguised expression of excitement immediately appeared on her face. Seeing this, Moke's lips curled into a faint smile, and he said, "It seems you know me."

Rebecca's heart pounded faster and faster, and her cheeks flushed with excitement. Her eyes widened, her gaze fixed on Moke before her, as if trying to etch every detail of him into her mind.

"You're the one who cut off Doflamingo's leg!" Rebecca's voice trembled slightly, filled with barely suppressed excitement and awe.

However, after the initial excitement, a sense of doubt suddenly arose in Rebecca's mind. She frowned and cautiously asked, "I wonder, why have you come to see me?"

Rebecca knew perfectly well that Moke had come specifically for her. But she couldn't understand what was so special about her that made Moke value her so much.

She secretly pondered that her only real advantage was probably her young and beautiful face and figure. After all, would a powerful and influential person like Moke lack young and beautiful women? With just a thought from him, what woman wouldn't be within his grasp?

Thinking of this, Rebecca felt a surge of inferiority and unease. She didn't know what Moke's intentions were towards her, nor whether she could meet his expectations.

Moke was clearly not one to beat around the bush; he stated directly, "I have my eye on you and Viola. If you are willing to become my women, then I will naturally lend a hand and help you reclaim the Dressrosa Kingdom."

"Ah?" Rebecca exclaimed in surprise. She hadn't expected that he was actually attracted to her looks. Even more unexpected was that Moke not only had feelings for her, but he had also included Viola in his plans, and Viola was hers...

Countless thoughts flashed through Rebecca's mind in an instant. This man in front of her actually dared to try to make both of them serve him. This was simply... Her anger burned fiercely, but at the same time, an indescribable excitement also surged into her heart.

What was infuriating was the man's utterly outrageous behavior; how could he treat them like this! Yet, along with her anger, Rebecca also felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. For so many years, she had longed to restore her kingdom, and now, she finally saw a glimmer of hope.

However, before Rebecca could finish speaking, she suddenly seemed to realize something and abruptly shut her mouth. She knew that if she continued, it might provoke a heated argument or even a conflict.

After a moment of silence, Rebecca took a deep breath and decided to finish her sentence: "But even if I disagree, you will still..." Her voice trembled slightly, but she said firmly, "Take care of Doflamingo, won't you?"

Rebecca's words betrayed a hint of resentment and helplessness, as if she had already foreseen what might happen next. Moke, however, nodded expressionlessly and answered without hesitation, "That's right."

Hearing Moke's straightforward answer, Rebecca raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly unsurprised. She then pressed on, "Then why should I agree?"

Faced with Rebecca's question, Moke smiled faintly, as if he had anticipated her question. He explained unhurriedly, "I did come here to deal with Doflamingo. But you need to understand, dealing with Doflamingo and dealing with the entire Donquixote Family are two completely different concepts."

Rebecca's eyes sharpened, and she pressed, "What do you mean?"

Moke's smile widened as he explained, "If you disagree, I'll only deal with Doflamingo. As for the others, I won't touch them... because with their strength, they pose no real threat to me." However, Rebecca's reaction was faster than expected. She retorted with Inazuma speed, "But even if I disagree, you will still..." Her words were abruptly cut off. She knew very well that what she was about to say would likely trigger a fierce and tumultuous conflict.

After a brief silence, Rebecca mustered her courage and finished her sentence: "To take care of Doflamingo, isn't that right?" Her voice clearly revealed a hint of resentment and helplessness.

Faced with Rebecca's questioning, Moke did not hesitate at all. He nodded without hesitation and answered affirmatively, "That's right."

Seeing this, Rebecca raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with Moke's answer. She immediately pressed on, "Then why should I agree?"

A faint smile appeared on Moke's lips, as if he had anticipated Rebecca's question. He said unhurriedly, "I've come here this time to resolve the big problem of Doflamingo. However, you need to understand that resolving Doflamingo and resolving the entire Donquixote Family are two completely different concepts."

Rebecca's eyes sharpened instantly. She stared intently at Moke and pressed, "What do you mean?" "Perhaps, after defeating Doflamingo, I'll directly recruit them as my underlings and make them work for me."

As he spoke, Moke's eyes suddenly began to gleam with excitement, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting. Rebecca's heart tightened at the sight, and her pupils involuntarily contracted, because she knew very well that, given Moke's personality and abilities, he was entirely capable of doing exactly as she suggested.

More importantly, for Moke, this was undoubtedly the wisest and most profitable choice. By replacing Doflamingo, he could not only seize everything Doflamingo owned, but also maximize his own interests.

"Gulp..." Rebecca involuntarily swallowed, the sound particularly jarring in the quiet environment. Her throat was dry from tension, as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

A wave of despair washed over Rebecca, like a raging black tidal wave, instantly engulfing her. She knew that if Moke truly replaced Doflamingo, the Dressrosa Kingdom would likely have no chance of restoration. This once glorious kingdom was now a ruin, and she, as a descendant of the royal family, bore the heavy responsibility of its restoration. However, facing such a powerful enemy, she felt utterly powerless and insignificant.

Just as Rebecca was feeling hopeless, Moke seemed to think the time was ripe, and he immediately added, "Oh, by the way, your father and grandfather are still alive." These words struck Rebecca like a bolt from the blue.

Before he finished speaking, Moke turned and left without looking back, leaving Rebecca stunned. Her body seemed frozen, completely unable to move, and she could only watch helplessly as Moke's figure receded into the distance.

"What?" Rebecca finally snapped out of her daze and cried out in shock. Her eyes widened like saucers, her face filled with disbelief. There was a mixture of surprise and worry in her expression. She was surprised because she had always believed her father and grandfather were dead; she was worried because she didn't know where they were now, or if they were safe.

"Come back! Please explain yourself!" Rebecca was frantic. She called out to Moke as she hurried after him, wanting Moke to clarify things. However, Moke seemed not to hear her cries at all, walking further and further away until he disappeared from Rebecca's sight.

Moke continued walking forward without looking back, seemingly completely disregarding Rebecca's presence. He still managed to utter a single sentence. "I have no interest in lying to you... so you'd better think it over carefully! I'll be back tomorrow... but remember, tomorrow is your last chance." The instant he finished speaking, Moke's figure vanished like a ghost, disappearing without a trace at astonishing speed, as if he had never existed.

Rebecca was completely stunned by this sudden turn of events. She stood there dumbfounded, as if Fudō in place, her mind replaying Moke's words.

"So, Dad and Grandpa are still alive?!" Rebecca murmured to herself, her voice filled with disbelief and surprise. This news was an earth-shattering discovery for her; she had never imagined that her loved ones might still be alive.

Meanwhile, Moke, who had already walked some distance away, found himself with a slight, almost imperceptible smile creeping onto his lips. He was secretly pleased with himself, because Rebecca's reaction was exactly what he had expected.

Not only that, Moke also noticed that Rebecca's outfit was exactly as described in the original book—a very refreshing style that was eye-catching. She wore a white cropped top that revealed her slender waist, paired with blue denim shorts, looking very clean and neat.

Moke thought to himself that this outfit was not only convenient for getting things done, but it also showcased Rebecca's figure, a win-win situation. Her figure was simply perfect, with curves in all the right places, and long, straight legs, as if sculpted by the heavens. More importantly, Rebecca exuded a delicate, youthful aura that made people want to get close to her.

Hehehe...

Viola had long, cascading, dark brown hair, the slightly curled strands Shine softly in the sunlight. Her eyes were like beautiful light brown gemstones, deep and captivating, like a calm lake reflecting everything around her, yet concealing endless mysteries. That unique color was neither ostentatious nor understated, yet it exuded a mesmerizing charm.

A vibrant red flower adorned her head, blooming like a burning flame amidst her black hair. This flower not only added a touch of beauty and vitality to her overall look but also seemed to be an outward expression of her inner passion, attracting people's attention and making them want to explore further.

Viola wore a gorgeous flamenco costume, its vibrant colors and exquisite tailoring perfectly accentuating her graceful figure. Every detail of the costume was meticulously designed, complementing her dance style as if it were tailor-made for her.

When she began to dance, her steps were light yet powerful, each movement filled with passion and rhythm. Her body was like a willow branch in the wind, supple yet resilient, swaying freely to the rhythm of the music. The movements of her arms, waist, and legs were coordinated, and every turn, kick, and hand raise appeared so natural and fluid, as if she had become one with the music.

In her mouth, the flower seemed to come alive, swaying gently with her dance. It seemed to be infected by Viola's passion, immersing itself in the enthusiastic dance with her. The flower's vibrant colors shone brightly under the lights, complementing Viola's red lips and adding a unique charm to her performance.

At this moment, Viola stood in the center of the stage, dancing flamenco with abandon. Every movement of hers was full of power and passion; her graceful figure, like a blooming flower, attracted the attention of many spectators. People were captivated by her dance, enthralled by her performance, seemingly forgetting the passage of time, immersed in the unique passion and vitality of flamenco.

However, just as she was dancing with complete absorption, a subtle movement caused her body to suddenly stiffen. Her gaze inadvertently swept across the crowd, and suddenly, she saw someone. That person stood quietly in the crowd, a stark contrast to the surrounding noise. His figure appeared somewhat blurred under the lights, but Viola could sense his presence.

The appearance of that person stirred up an indescribable emotion within Viola. Her heart suddenly raced, and her dance steps became somewhat erratic. She tried hard to concentrate, but the image of that person lingered in her mind, impossible for her to ignore.

Although the people here were captivated by her dance and may not have noticed her unusual behavior, she spotted that person immediately on stage. A flicker of excitement crossed her eyes—a mixture of awe for the strong and curiosity about the unknown.

Having served under Doflamingo for many years, Viola naturally had a good understanding of the various forces and figures in this world. She knew far more than Rebecca and was much more aware of just how terrifying Moke's strength was.

After all, Moke is the ruthless man who killed Marine Admiral Akainu! Such a figure would cause a huge uproar wherever he goes!

At the same time, she knew very well that this was her only chance to personally eliminate Doflamingo, completely eradicate the Donquixote Family, and bring new life to the kingdom. How could she not be excited about such a rare opportunity? After all, what she had experienced far surpassed what Rebecca had gone through. And because of this, she deeply understood a principle: if you want to gain something, you must give something in return.

Especially when she met Moke's gaze, she instantly understood from his eyes what price she would have to pay to gain Moke help... She couldn't help but bite her lip slightly, her heart filled with a moment of hesitation. However, after only a brief moment of hesitation, she had already made her decision. No matter what, she had to satisfy Moke, even if it meant paying any price!

Garp led a young Marine to Hachinosu to rescue the crew. They stormed the Hachinosu and engaged in a fierce battle with the Blackbeard Pirates. The Blackbeard Pirates had five officers, the strongest being Aokiji and Shiryu of the Rain. Garp was outnumbered; Koby and the others were too weak. Garp fought while protecting them, which led to him Shiryu of the Rain. In the end, his forces collapsed, and he was pierced by ice spikes. Aokiji had truly betrayed them, killing his own teacher.

Did Garp really die? This mystery remains unsolved. Fans don't believe Garp is truly dead. Garp was severely injured and his body was frozen. In his current state, he couldn't have escaped; he must have been imprisoned, where Moria and Perona are. Perona rescued Moria, Garp's escape depends on Moria. Fans speculate that Moria rescued Garp.

In Elbaf, the Giant Tribe, Eustass Kid encounters his nemesis Red-Haired Shanks again. Shanks is an arrogant and conceited fellow who thinks that defeating Four Emperors Big Mom means he can defeat Red-Haired Shanks, without considering how Four Emperors Big Mom was defeated in the first place. If it weren't for Kidd and Law fighting alongside the protagonist, the two of them alone wouldn't have been able to defeat Four Emperors Big Mom. The protagonist's plot armor helped them defeat the Four Emperors. Now, without the protagonist's plot armor, Law is defeated by Blackbeard, but thankfully Bepo helps him escape.

Eustass Kid's fate was tragic. He and Killer were both instantly killed by Red-Haired Shanks, and the Kid Pirates were destroyed by the Giant Tribe. Red-Hair even gave them face by letting the Giant Tribe destroy their pirate crew. The entire Kid Pirates fell into the sea and perished there. The Giant Tribe didn't welcome them and were even less likely to save them. Oda is abandoning the Eustass Kid character.

In the Egghead Island arc, Tyrant Kuma was injured by the Five Elders' spider legs while trying to save Bonney. Fortunately, Tyrant Kuma's body had been modified, making it as hard as steel, and the spider legs couldn't penetrate it. Tyrant Kuma then Tyrant Kuma the Five Elders away. Bonney was overjoyed to see her father; it was only the second time she had seen him in over two years, and she cried many times.

The Five Elders were beaten up, but he was completely unharmed. He ordered the Navy to launch an attack and continue bombarding Tyrant Kuma until he was killed. Tyrant Kuma put Bonney down and took the hits of the cannon fodder alone. The Five Elders saw an opportunity and went to assassinate Bonney. Sentomaru broke free of his restraints and ran to protect Bonney.

Sentomaru's body was also covered in wounds; he could only use his body to block the Five Elders' attacks. At the critical moment, Kizaru flew behind Sentomaru, directly blocking the Five Elders' attack, his body pierced through in the process. Sentomaru and Bonney were shocked; Kizaru had betrayed the Five Elders to protect them. It seems Kizaru is about to be redeemed; he even brought Luffy food before, his Revolutionary Army spy identity is about to be exposed. What are your thoughts on this?