THUD!
THUD!
Like a beating heart, the sound held the entire arena in its grip.
Everyone held their breath, eyes fixed on the incoming "Kuma Claw Shock."
Would the fearsome creature—immune to ice, magma, and sword strikes—now withstand Kuma's impact?
Hope surged in every heart.
Gulp.
The tension was suffocating.
Then, suddenly—
A defiant voice cut through the moment:
"Overstrike Whiplash!"
A burst of white light shot across the sky, slicing through the bubble enveloping Kuma's shock attack.
Then—BOOM!
The bubble exploded violently, unleashing fury in waves.
Admiral Akainu, caught off-guard, soared backward as the expanding shockwaves obliterated everything in their path.
The ground beneath them cracked wide, twisting like spiderwebs.
"Doflamingo!"
Amid the howling wind, capes flared as Akainu whirled to the wall. His eyes, hidden beneath his brim, burned with rage.
Everyone finally realized…
The white light that had blasted apart Kuma's attack was from hundreds of transparent filaments—Doflamingo's strings.
All eyes turned to him in shock.
"Doflamingo!"
An astonished roar echoed from Sengoku, firmly planted on the ice.
He could not believe Doflamingo would dare interfere at such a critical moment.
Doflamingo floated up with a nonchalant step, head held high, and looked directly at Ghidorah.
"Care to form a partnership?"
The crowd gasped.
"Doflamingo?"
Sengoku growled at the desecration of protocol.
"Sengoku, you can look at me like that all you want—"
"But fine… I'll leave the Seven Warlords!"
Doflamingo offered a crooked grin, utterly unbothered by the gravity of his words.
Sengoku's face hardened into the wrath of a stone Buddha.
"Oh?"
Ghidorah tilted his golden head, intrigued.
"Partner with me?"
This was unexpected. Doflamingo—the very master of chaos—even he had not anticipated such a move.
A slow, cold laugh escaped Ghidorah's lips:
"Heh… You think you're in my league?"
His words cut like ice, freezing Doflamingo's bold smirk.
From Ghidorah's right head, a golden electromagnetic beam hissed to life.
Doflamingo's heart thundered—fighting his instincts, he activated his Devil Fruit, flinging out hundreds of string filaments. The ground under him baked into white waves.
"White‑String Surge!"
A massive wall of strings surged forward, colliding with the beam.
BOOM!
The impact echoed loud enough to shake Marineford.
Shockwaves erupted outward, shaking every bone in the plaza.
Crack… Crack…
Doflamingo watched in horror as his proud string waves snapped like glass.
Before he could move—WHAM—
He was blown sky-high, his right hand snapping grotesquely under the pressure.
A primal fear seized him—He alone had dared to stop Ghidorah—and now he understood the price.
With a rattling crack, he collapsed to the ground, smashing into buildings like a lifeless puppet.
Cough!
Blood erupted from his lungs; every inch of him was agony.
His sunglasses were gone—only fear remained as he stared at the beast above.
"Terrifying…"
Then, with manic energy, he laughed.
"That truly was a lethal attack!"
Though near death, he understood something crucial.
The blow had been brutally powerful, yet not meant to kill him.
It was… a statement.
The alliance was sealed.
"Traitor!"
"How dare you turn on the Marines!"
Akainu's growl cut through the air.
Doflamingo winced but stood tall.
"I didn't betray—you traitor is you, Admiral! I quit the Warlords!"
"And a sneak-attack from a Marine Admiral… isn't noble!"
Spitting blood, he pelleted forward. As he darted at Akainu, his fingers unleashed razor strings—
PUFF!
Akainu's torso split in two, crashing to the ground.
"Admiral Sengoku!"
Sengoku froze, ready to intervene—but then—
Ghidorah's voice thundered from the sky just as storm clouds thickened overhead.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
"So you still think you're useful?"
Lightning struck down like divine judgment. Sengoku braced himself. Buddha hands formed a majestic seal—then shockwaves burst skyward in defiance of the storm.
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"Heh…"
Ghidorah's murmured approval filled the winds:
"Still barely worth it."
All thought Devil Fruit "Awakening" was the height of transformation—few realized true mastery lay beyond.
This was Demonic Form: the final evolution. Ghidorah had only touched its surface after a millennium.
"Star‑Devourer Form isn't awakened easily…"
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