Hidden Truth

Donquixote Doflamingo and the members of his "family" sped through the sky.

The wind howled past them, and the sea below surged magnificently, its waters gleaming silver beneath the moonlight. But Doflamingo's mind was not on the ocean.

He stood on the deck of his personal warship, his gaze profound and his brow slightly furrowed.

"The next one is the target."

He murmured softly, unable to conceal the anticipation in his voice.

Trebol stood beside him and said casually:

"Young Master, this assassination will definitely go more smoothly.

We have already obtained all the intelligence on the World Government's upper ranks.

That base is practically undefended. Once we arrive, completing the mission will be easy."

Doflamingo smiled faintly, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"If it were just a simple assassination, it would hardly be interesting.

What we need to do is not merely eliminate a few commanders, but make the entire World Government feel threatened."

He paused, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"Just like the traces we left at the base—they will have no choice but to believe that today's attack was no accident."

His tone was calm, yet the icy aura around him instantly froze the atmosphere.

"Yes, Young Master."

Trebol echoed, his voice carrying a hint of fanaticism.

The other Donquixote Family members nodded as well, their eyes full of anticipation.

To them, such an operation was undoubtedly filled with challenge and excitement.

They were Doflamingo's "family." Under his command, they had never failed.

"Although we have successfully entered the area of the next base, we must not let our guard down."

Doflamingo continued, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"The defenses of these bases are far stronger than we imagined.

Do not underestimate them.

We must destroy everything completely and leave no trace