"Congratulations on your wedding, Doflamingo-sama, Smoothie!"
Peclo and the others raised their glasses, smiles stiff and insincere.
At the center of the venue—
BIG MOM was gleefully tearing into the massive cake altar.
Cakes, tiramisu, candies—an endless variety of sweets—seemed to chant in unison:
"Marriage! Marriage! Marriage!"
Streusen led the top chefs of Totto Land in a grand dance around BIG MOM in celebration.
Amidst the raucous festivity...
Doflamingo patted the hunched-over Enel, who was wolfing down food beside him. He then hooked an arm around Smoothie and approached the others, lifting his glass.
"Fufufufufufu~ Everyone, bottoms up!"
"Hahahaha! Doflamingo, congratulations on your wedding!"
Morgans clinked glasses with him without reservation, offering heartfelt blessings.
"This time, I'll give your wedding the front-page treatment. The whole world will see it."
"Fufufufufufu~ I appreciate that, Morgans."
At the table, Katakuri—having foreseen what was about to happen with Observation Haki—gave a subtle, uneasy look.
Clink!
Glasses collided. Reflections danced in the trembling liquor—faces grinning with different emotions.
Bzzzzzzzt!
Suddenly, lightning exploded like a newborn sun igniting the hall.
"200 Million Volts!!!"
Even though Stussy and the others were among the New World's top-tier powerhouses, their bodies froze completely in that instant.
The smiles on their faces were frozen in place.
At the same time, Doflamingo, already prepared, launched his threads with explosive force, his figure flashing forward at lightning speed.
He charged straight at Stussy.
Squelch!
Lu Feld's vision spun. He glimpsed his own grotesquely obese body spurting blood like a fountain. One final thought passed through his dying brain:
"Damn it… that's my body…"
The banquet erupted into chaos, everyone scrambling to avoid the epicenter of the lightning blast.
As the light faded and the scene at the center became clear, horrified voices echoed through the hall.
"He's dead!!!"
"Lu Feld-sama! If you're dead, how can we survive?!"
"God of Fortune Lu Feld is dead!!!"
"Run!!"
...
At the center—
"?!"
Stussy looked down at the pitch-black hand clamped around her wrist, then up at Doflamingo standing before her, her expression stiffening.
Wasn't his target supposed to be the three who had wronged him? What did she have to do with this?
Her first instinct was to cry out in pain. Her other hand instinctively reached out, gently resting on Doflamingo's thick, dark arm.
Like a helpless, pitiful beauty, she parted her red lips and tried to explain:
"Doflamingo-sama, I had no part in their schemes... If there's any misunderstanding, I'll gladly..."
Crack!
Before she could even finish, the sound of bones breaking rang out.
The pain contorted Stussy's face.
The next moment—
Her body was hurled like a ragdoll, slammed back and forth against the floor with brutal force.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
At the far edge near the cake tower's wall—
Charred black from the lightning, Peclo, Giberson, and Umit struggled to deflect the incoming threads and regrouped together.
They stared warily at the rampaging Doflamingo and the crackling Enel behind him.
Their faces were full of lingering fear.
The most powerful Logia—Goro Goro no Mi user.
If Doflamingo hadn't been targeting someone else, or if they'd been as useless as that fool Lu Feld—
They'd be dead already.
Furious, one of them shouted:
"Doflamingo!!! What the hell are you doing?!"
But Doflamingo ignored them completely.
Morgans, the only underground emperor still unscathed, looked absolutely dumbfounded, his bird-like face frozen in shock.
"How did this turn into a brawl?!"
He flapped his wings, checking his body for injuries. After confirming he was fine, he exhaled in relief.
Clutching his head, he scooted to the side and pulled a visual denden mushi from beneath his feathers.
"Whatever. Doflamingo didn't hit me, so I'm fine! This is huge news! You did great, Doflamingo!"
Meanwhile, the host of the banquet—BIG MOM—was still joyfully devouring her wedding cake.
She paid no attention to the chaos erupting behind her. After all, this was her beloved son-in-law's show.
Umit, King of Shipping, didn't dare interrupt her. His expression was grim as he looked to Katakuri and Perospero.
"Charlotte. I haven't done anything to offend Doflamingo. Are you just going to let him wreck MOM's party without doing a thing?!"
At this point, only the Charlotte family could resolve this.
Katakuri crossed his arms, coldly staring at Umit without a word.
For the sake of his family's future, he was willing to shoulder everything.
Perospero licked the candy cane staff in his hand, eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"Fufufu... this is getting exciting, Perorin!"
Their Charlotte family had invested heavily in the Underground Bounty Network.
These underground emperors had survived this long only because the system hadn't yet reached full strength.
Now, it had.
The New World market wasn't limitless—and they couldn't push past the Navy to reach the Grand Line.
So the only option left—
Was to let these people die.
Conveniently, without lifting a finger.
How perfect.
Cracker, Daifuku, and Oven—Charlotte family's elite warriors—gathered behind Katakuri.
They didn't join the fight, nor did they act against it.
The Charlotte family's refusal to interfere sent a chilling message to Peclo's group.
Their hearts sank like stones.
"Fufufufufufu~"
Doflamingo stopped his assault, lifting the battered Stussy by her slender throat.
His gaze swept across the trembling trio. His grin stretched ear to ear.
"Don't you think the New World has gotten... a little crowded lately?"
"Crowded?!"
As a top assassin with an inherently violent nature, Peclo's nerves had been stretched to the limit. Hearing this, he snapped.
He leapt up, brandishing his scythe.
"Are you saying you want to kill us?!"
"Isn't BOSS's message clear enough, idiot?!"
"Huh?"
Peclo's eyes shifted left—
A flash of blue lightning surged toward him. A long leg already swung in close—far too fast to dodge!
Boom!
With a deafening crack, the kick smashed the scythe, warping its blade and making it glow red with heat. It started to melt.
Peclo's chest caved in mid-air. He coughed up a burst of steaming blood.
His body plummeted, crashing through the ground below with a series of thunderous booms—
No one knew how deep he fell.
Enel tossed his golden staff into the sky, summoning dark clouds to blanket the once-clear sky.
Lightning crackled in his eyes, and a cruel smile curled on his lips—eerily reminiscent of Bullet.
Glaring down at the so-called emperors of the underground world...
"Submit to the Boss, or die!!!"
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