Doflamingo gave a bitter smile, his fingers controlling threads that continuously stitched up his wounds. Today's battle had truly been difficult. At present, he could see no hope of victory, because whenever he was about to gain the upper hand, something unexpected always happened—his body would move against his will, and then he would be injured.
For some reason, the bitterness vanished from Doflamingo's face, replaced by an incomparably wicked and arrogant voice.
When he had picked up that gun and resolutely shot his father in front of his younger brother, he had already taken his fate into his own hands. Afterward, he established the new Donquixote Family and became the ruler of the North Blue.
Now, he had come to the New World. He was a man who would become the Pirate King. His goal was to overthrow the world!
Before his ambitions had even truly begun, he had encountered such a desperate situation.
"How could I fall here?!" Doflamingo's aura grew stronger and stronger.
"I, Doflamingo, do not believe in fate!"
"The weak are controlled by fate, while I control fate!"
"Fuffuffuffuffu!"
A powerful aura burst forth from Doflamingo's body.
Many of the spectators lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.
He would not fail so easily. He was a man who controlled his own fate!
Doflamingo's figure vanished as he rapidly closed in on Tesoro.
One punch!
With just one punch, Tesoro was sent flying, while Doflamingo's threads wrapped around the golden mask on Tesoro's face.
"I want to see exactly who is beneath that mask!"
Ryan, watching this scene, sighed. Sure enough, those with a bit of fame could not be underestimated. At the brink of life and death, they always seemed to receive a buff that made them stronger!
Looking closely at Doflamingo's earlier life,