A Fight to the Death

"Damn it."

Doflamingo's pupils, which had already been certain of victory, contracted sharply again. The attack rushing at him was utterly unstoppable. This guy was throwing his life away.

Or was he trying to take Doflamingo down with him?

He was not dodging at all, just to create an opportunity to trade injury for injury?

Hurting the enemy eight hundred while damaging himself a thousand was simply idiotic.

Doflamingo spat out a mouthful of blood. His chest caved in slightly as he turned into a streak of light and shot away once more.

Where he had stood.

Blood exploded from Wilton's body. Some threads had actually pierced his hardened defenses, leaving several bloody holes deep enough to expose bone.

Fortunately, none of them were vital areas.

Still, it looked horrifying, as though he had been turned into a pincushion.

The passive skill Self-Sacrifice activated. Wilton felt power flood his body, his eyes blazing as the pain completely drove him mad.

His blood was boiling, and his body temperature was rapidly rising.

Bolstered by Conqueror's Haki, his aura of fighting to the death and facing death without fear reached its peak.

Rumble—

The sky churned with wind and clouds as bolts of Black and Red Lightning descended. Wilton was like a king climbing out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, his invisible aura suffocating.

After being grievously wounded and nearly dying.

He could feel his Iron Body, Armament Haki, Devil Fruit, and other powers improving. With the Golden Finger backing him up, he would show Doflamingo what a truly bloody battle was today.

There was no need for flashy tricks.

It was a contest of who could endure longer and who would back down first.

"Explosive Double Axes."

The ground within thirty meters exploded as Wilton transformed into a missile again and smashed precisely toward Doflamingo.

This time, he carried twelve tons of force.

His tonnage had increased again.

And his passive skill had already activated.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Doflamingo's face darkened as he climbed out of the rubble, coughing blood. Threads spread from the fingers of his left hand, repairing his internal organs. As he watched Wilton crash down from the sky again, his mind stirred, and the ground began to shake in every direction.

"Giant Wave White Lines."

Wave after wave of white threads, all coated in Armament Haki, twisted together into enormous surges that rose higher and higher as they slammed toward Wilton.

A massive roar compressed the air.

The first few Giant Wave White Lines exploded one after another. Wilton descended with unstoppable force until the final wave blocked him.

Doflamingo was shocked.

What was going on?

Why had this guy become stronger? Given such serious injuries, he should not have been capable of this much attack power.

A piercing sound rang out.

Cracks began spreading across the Giant Wave White Lines before him, utterly shattering Doflamingo's composure. You've got to be kidding me.

At that moment.

He began to take Wilton seriously.

The other man's fight-to-the-death style and his inexplicably skyrocketing strength put considerable pressure on him.

"I admit I underestimated you before."

"But this ends here."

As the final Giant Wave White Lines shattered, Wilton pressed down heavily with his dumbbells, but Doflamingo remained calm.

Before his eyes.

Sixteen Giant Wave White Lines wrapped in dense Armament Haki rose from the ground and shot into the sky at tremendous speed, all aimed at Wilton.

A wall of white threads also appeared before Doflamingo.

"16 Sacred Bullets: God's Punishment."

The sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh rang out. Wilton's charge was forcibly stopped, and he was left hanging in midair, pierced through like a pincushion.

Drop after drop of scorching blood trickled down the sixteen sharp threads.

The wall of white threads before Doflamingo receded. He panted heavily, blood constantly spilling from his mouth and nose, while threads continued to spread from the fingers of his left hand to heal his internal injuries.

"Other than that old hag Tsuru, you are the second Marine Vice Admiral to force me this far."

He stepped forward.

Looking down at Wilton, who was drenched in blood and skewered like grilled meat, Doflamingo wore a cold, merciless expression of superiority.

He was not surprised by this outcome.

Although Wilton had put him under quite a bit of psychological pressure just now, he was not trash like Crocodile.

This Marine had picked the wrong person to provoke.

"Why are you still barking?"

Suddenly.

Wilton raised his blood-soaked head. His eyes blazed brighter than ever as he bared a row of crimson teeth in a grin.

That savage expression gave Doflamingo an ominous feeling.

Recovery activated.

A flash of green light appeared on Wilton's body. His nearly extinguished presence suddenly recovered somewhat, and he quickly tore himself free from the threads piercing his body, ripping away chunks of flesh in the process.

But Wilton seemed unable to feel pain. There was only madness and a willingness to face death.

"Dumbbell Impact."

With overwhelming force.

His entire right arm seemed to swell by a full size as he gripped the dark bluish-black dumbbell and smashed it down at Doflamingo with the force to split heaven and earth.

The sudden attack sent chills through Doflamingo's entire body, despite his certainty of victory.

Bang—

A scalp-numbing crack of bone rang out. Doflamingo immediately raised his hands to block, but the dumbbell came crashing down with unstoppable force.

The tremendous power broke his arms, then continued without losing momentum and smashed heavily into his head. Doflamingo's eyes rolled back on the spot, and his consciousness plunged into chaos.

The ground within a thousand meters exploded, slabs of crust thrusting upward to form small hills.

Doflamingo flew backward, tearing up the ground. Explosions erupted everywhere he passed, until he finally carved out a broad path and landed at the far end of the ruins, vomiting blood without stop.

Buzz, buzz, buzz.

An oppressive explosive roar descended from overhead. Wilton pressed his advantage and fell using Explosive Double Axes. Doflamingo forcibly shook his head to clear the fog in his mind, then looked up with blood streaming from his broken head, his face twisted and his right hand hanging limp.

He had actually been caught off guard.

Damn it.

Why could that guy still stand, and why had his attack power not weakened in the slightest? He was clearly already on the verge of death.

"Damn it, die!"

"Thousand Arrows Piercing Heart: Feather Strike: Thread."

Doflamingo went hysterical.

The ground in every direction assimilated, and thousands of threads coated in Armament Haki rose up, forming the shape of flamingo wings as they sought to pierce Wilton through with countless arrows.

Wilton ignored the attack.

He roared as he rapidly descended, scorching blood spraying along the way. Even with Iron Body and Armament Haki, he could not completely block those sharp attacks.

But as long as they could not kill him instantly, he could keep fighting without end.

"Explosive Double Axes."

At the final moment.

Several threads pierced through Wilton's body, while the two dumbbells also smashed down with earth-shaking force, breaking Doflamingo's left hand before continuing unstoppably into his head.

The ground continued to explode.

Doflamingo's head seemed to have been flattened. His entire body sank deep into the earth and kept falling, blood pouring from all seven orifices as teeth spilled from his mouth. He nearly lost consciousness.

Rolling dust spread outward.

Once all the chaos subsided, Wilton hung three feet above the ground in the shattered crater, his body pierced through and covered in blood.

Several of the wounds were in vital areas.

Anyone else would have died without question.

The pair of enormous, heavy dumbbells hung in the bloodstained earth.

Not far away, Doflamingo lay spread-eagled in the dirt, his face covered in blood and his condition looking equally dangerous.

"Doffy!"

"Lord Wilton!"

Outside the battlefield.

Diamante, Sadi, and the others locked in confrontation all changed expression. They had not expected this battle to be so brutal and bloody.

Some pirates watching through binoculars were even more stunned.

The Marine Tough Guy truly had no regard for his life...