"Oh no..."
By the time Doflamingo realized something was wrong, it was too late. Boom! The box exploded, and a black Mushroom cloud swallowed the sky. It was as though someone had clapped a great black lid over it, plunging everything into darkness.
The explosion had happened in midair, yet the ground shook violently for hundreds of meters around. In an instant, a crater nearly fifty meters deep appeared below.
Sand and stones flew. Dust billowed, and fierce winds howled. Doflamingo's Pink Cloak was blown to shreds, its feathers drifting down like a shower of bird plumage. Blood splattered across the ground. At last, the wrinkles on Basan's face eased.
Pizarro and Loka stood on the deck, stunned by the sudden explosion. Could Doflamingo survive a bomb that powerful? But when the rolling smoke cleared, Basan found plenty of blood on the ground and no sign of his body.
"Where is he? Did he escape?"
The smile on Basan's face froze just as his brow had begun to relax.
This was the bomb the World Government had prepared to use against Ye Chen. Its power was terrifying. Kaku had originally been ordered to hide it aboard Ye Chen's ship, but the bomb had eventually ended up in Ye Chen's hands.
Before going ashore, Ye Chen had repeatedly warned Basan not to detonate it unless he had no other choice.
The blast had not killed Doflamingo, but at least it was clear that he had fled—and that he must be badly hurt.
Otherwise, Doflamingo would have killed Basan in a fury. Clearly, he no longer had the strength to do it.
Doflamingo had made the sensible choice and fled.
A few minutes later, a passenger ship sailed across the sea nearby. It was packed with wealthy passengers. The men had fleshy