In One Piece, I Am the Ultimate Doflamingo

Onigashima Shore.

"Two-Sword Style!"

"Rokushiki!"

Splurt! Splurt!

Ushimaru Shimotsuki's twin blades cleaved deep into Vergo's towering trapezius muscles, cutting down to the bone.

But at the same time, Vergo's hardened dragon-like horns pierced straight through Ushimaru's chest.

In his fading consciousness, he caught a glimpse of the fallen Onimaru, lying motionless on the ground.

"Onimaru... so you died too."

"Oden, let me do one last thing."

Ushimaru's eyes burned with unprecedented determination as he struggled to pull out his blades, attempting one final strike.

But before he could, a black claw wreathed in flames reached for his face.

His unprotected head instantly ignited.

Thud!

Ushimaru's lifeless body crumpled to the ground.

"Stubborn bastard."

Rolling his freshly healed shoulder, Vergo lifted his clawed hand and stomped down once more.

Boom!

The flaming skull shattered into a pile of ash.

Doflamingo had taught him well—some beings, even without flesh or breath, refused to die. But if their heads were completely obliterated, it was a different story.

Grabbing the now-reverted fox form of Onimaru, Vergo turned to observe the battlefield.

...

"Hahahahaha!"

Enel, in his massive lightning form, twirled an equally enlarged golden spear, resembling a towering lightning rod. He had skewered both Nekomamushi and Inuarashi like a pair of grilled kebabs, a crazed smirk stretching across his face.

"Petty static shocks? I am the Thunder God chosen by the young master! I am the supreme embodiment of lightning!"

As dazzling bolts illuminated the sky, the first rays of sunlight finally pierced through the darkness covering Onigashima.

...

"Damn it! That actually sliced into my gut!"

Moria clutched the wound on his side, inflicted by an advanced Haki strike. His grin twisted as he glanced at his opponent's back, where the sunlight shone through.

In the distance, Uzuki Tempura and Fugetsu Omusubi, whose shadows had been stolen by Moria, turned to dust the moment they were exposed to the morning light.

Meanwhile, Kin'emon, after a head-on clash with King, was left with a sword impaled straight through him.

...

At the heart of the battlefield.

Kozuki Oden was burning with the last remnants of his strength, yet he remained completely suppressed by Kaido.

Though Kaido was not yet as massive as he would be in the future, he had already trained alongside Charlotte Linlin.

Having mastered the advanced techniques of Conqueror's Haki, including aerial projection, he had reached a level Oden simply could not match at this moment.

Boom!

Both warriors staggered back, panting heavily. Their bodies were covered in wounds that would have long sent any ordinary pirate to their grave.

"Worororo... Two years of captivity in Udon have dulled your edge, Oden."

Kaido grinned, his eyes filled with bloodlust.

"Your retainers are all dead. Your family won't escape Doflamingo's grasp. And you? You're barely clinging to life."

...

Oden said nothing, gripping his swords, Ame no Habakiri and Enma, with all his might—as if trying to grasp the entire world in his hands.

His retainers and family were doomed. His own fate was sealed.

Yet instead of despair, a surge of heroic spirit filled him. A broad, fearless smile, reminiscent of the one he had when he first set sail at twenty-nine, spread across his face.

"Kaido, not far from now, a peerless individual will be born. The world will face an unprecedented upheaval, and you... you will be swept away by the tides of change."

"Worororo!"

Kaido burst into laughter, tears forming at the corners of his eyes from sheer amusement.

"Kozuki Oden, you put your faith in prophecy? No wonder you've become so weak!"

"Don't disappoint me any further! Even that brat Doflamingo gives me more excitement than you! Let's finish this."

Oden did not argue. He had visited Fish-Man Island—he believed in Madam Shyarly's prophecy.

"Hahaha! Then come!"

"Thunder Bagua!"

...

Just as Doflamingo arrived on Onigashima—

Kaido's attack crashed down upon Oden's head.

Boom!

Kozuki Oden and his son would not share the same grave in life, but their deaths were eerily similar.

"What a pity, I didn't get to record it. If I had, I could've shown it to Hiyori along with her brother's demise. Twice the dosage, better desensitization training."

Hearing Doflamingo's deliberate muttering, not only did Hiyori, curled up in her father's lifeless arms, tremble in horror—

Even the Beast Pirates, those who still remained conscious, shuddered.

They were merely brutal, killers through and through.

But this man... this man was a true psychopath.

...

The Numancia Flamingo landed lightly on the shore.

Spotting the unusually quiet Kaido, Doflamingo approached him with a smirk.

"Fuffuffuffu... Congratulations, Kaido-san, Wano is officially yours."

"Worororo... Yeah, I'm so thrilled."

Kaido let out two loud guffaws before falling into a somber silence again. He then turned to King, who had approached.

"Kozuki Oden is dead. Announce it across Wano."

Then, glancing back at Doflamingo, he added, "Oden's dead. That's one less opponent for me."

"Well, there's still me, isn't there, Kaido-san?"

Kaido's melancholic expression vanished as his battle hunger reignited.

"Worororo! You want to fight me too? Even Queen and King don't enjoy sparring with me! I thought you'd never give me the chance."

"Of course. I've learned a lot from fighting you."

Seeing Kaido's eagerness to battle, Doflamingo shook his recently regenerated right arm.

"But not now. Unlike a Zoan user, I don't have your regenerative ability. I need to recover first."

That was a lie. This was harvest time—he still had gains from their last battle to absorb. Kaido would have to be patient.

"Worororo! Then let's have a feast! Eating well speeds up recovery. Queen, bring my sake!"

Kaido turned and strode toward Skull Dome.

Once he was out of sight, Vergo, still carrying the half-dead fox, Onimaru, stepped forward.

"Doffy, I think this might be a Mythical Zoan."

"Good work. Its true form is pretty sizable—could be worth something."

With a casual flick of his fingers, Doflamingo performed a quick operation to stabilize Onimaru.

Then, he gestured to his men.

"Let's go. Time to enjoy ourselves."

...

Not far away, a small girl with oni horns struggled to hide as she crept toward the Numancia Flamingo.

Yamato shot a furious glare at the shrinking figures of Doflamingo and Vergo.

Then, she began climbing the 50-meter-tall ship bare-handed.

She had to see it for herself—what exactly was this stranger hiding that made her father so fond of him?

How dare he forget about her?

Unforgivable!!!

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