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North Blue, Swallow Island.

The gloomy sky resembled a heavy velvet cloth soaked in filthy water, pressing down mercilessly overhead. The sea wind carried an ominous wail as it swept past the giant stone carving on the island, shaped like a swallow spreading its wings.

Deep within the forest beneath the carving, the once peaceful town had already been reduced to scorched earth.

Towering flames stained the dim sky with an eerie orange-red glow, while dense gunfire boomed repeatedly through the woods like the drums of death.

Civilians fled wildly through the narrow streets like startled beasts. Wails, screams, cries, and the thunderous collapse of buildings intertwined into a desperate dirge.

"Damn it! Joker! Aren't you afraid of drawing Lord Louis's wrath by doing this!? He's a major figure with a bounty of six hundred million!"

A man dressed like a mafia godfather, in a classic black suit and fedora, pressed his back against a crumbling wall. As he roared, he precisely shot down a Donquixote Family lackey attempting to rush him.

Blood ran from Bonanno's forehead, and his eyes were filled with shock, fury, and confusion. This sudden attack had completely exceeded his expectations. He simply could not understand what gave the Donquixote Family the nerve to provoke one of the Underworld's dominant powers.

"Fuffuffuffuffu..."

A distinctive, bizarre laugh pierced through the noisy battlefield. Donquixote Doflamingo stood atop a slightly elevated heap of ruins.

"Looks like I found the right place. Since you put it that way, I'll give you a chance. Call Louis here—or rather, call that fellow Lafitte."

Smiling, he casually pulled out a Den Den Mushi and tossed it precisely at Bonanno's feet.

To Donquixote Doflamingo, attacking Swallow Island and occupying Louis's territory was only secondary. His main purpose was to avenge Diamante, whom Lafitte had