Vast magnetic energy gathered madly in the engine mount reserved at the rear of the triangular aircraft, compressed, then erupted with a thunderous blast!
Immense g-forces struck Buffalo instantly. He lost consciousness without so much as a grunt as the capillaries in his nose burst under the pressure, sending blood streaming out.
Were it not for the inhuman physiques of the Pirate King world, that alone would have been fatal. Like an arrow fired from an invisible giant bow, the aircraft shot forward at an astonishing cruising speed of Mach 5.
Powerful magnetic forces held the metal structure tightly together and protected it. Trailing a straight band of blue light through the sky amid deafening sonic booms, it raced in the direction indicated by the Vivre Card, leaving only a churning white vortex in its wake.
"Then how about this!" With a slight shift of Boer's will, deep Armament Haki crawled like a living thing over the entire triangular aircraft, staining it a deadly ink-black.
Air resistance fell further, and its speed soared again! It reached a terrifying top speed of at least Mach 8!
The entire aircraft seemed to become a bolt of black lightning tearing across the sky, charging toward Dressrosa with unstoppable momentum.
Dressrosa, the meeting room at the highest point of the royal palace.
The oppressive atmosphere was almost tangible. Donquixote Doflamingo sat in the head seat, his fingers unconsciously tapping the armrest.
When had the Donquixote Family ever suffered such humiliation? Brutality surged within him. No, the last time... was over twenty years ago in the North Blue, when Rosinante and I dug through garbage for food and those lowborn scum humiliated us however they pleased...
Those unbearable memories, sealed away long ago, now surfaced vividly before his eyes.
He pushed up his signature