The entire clamorous battlefield fell into a bizarre, absolute deathly silence that lasted a full second!
Only the sound of waves and the pulsing of Big Mom's pregnant belly remained.
"Your... son?"
"Doflamingo... and Big Mom??"
"That belly... is Doflamingo's??"
"Heavenly Yaksha... became Big Mom's... breeding stallion???"
Countless gazes—shocked, stunned, disbelieving, then struggling not to laugh, before finally erupting with gossiping frenzy—instantly focused like searchlights on one spot on the battlefield: Doflamingo!
The cruel grin, malice, and fury on Doflamingo's face... all vanished in an instant, leaving only utter blankness and stupor. He had never imagined Big Mom would say it in front of so many people.
Crack! Crack!
The lenses of Doflamingo's signature orange sunglasses instantly filled with spiderweb-like cracks before shattering completely into powder and sliding down his pale face.
They revealed eyes whose pupils had shrunk to pinpoints from overwhelming shock, shame, and rage, their whites threaded with blood!
His complexion flashed wildly like a neon sign: deathly pale (shock) → blood red (humiliation) → iron blue (rage) → finally settling into an almost purple-black shade that spoke of utter collapse!
In his mind, the final string called "reason" snapped completely.
The humiliation of being "manual transmission," the delusion of being watched, the shame brought by that fleeting instinct of "fatherly love"... all of it, mixed with the ultimate humiliation of being publicly stripped bare and socially executed to the very end of the universe, became a destructive urge to burn everything away!
His distinctive laugh rang out again, but it had become utterly warped, filled with hysterical madness and savage intent to destroy everything. "Fufufu... fufu... ha... hahaha... you've all... seen enough... haven't you?... You know now... don't you?... Then..."
His voice suddenly rose into a shriek. "Take that secret and go straight to hell, every