Chapter 137: The Battle
Hearing him, Doflamingo paused for a moment, then said in a cold, low voice, "Are you serious?"
"Of course. I could lie to anyone else, but I'd never lie to you, right?"
Capone Bege replied with a grin.
"Fufufufu… interesting."
Bege only smiled without continuing.
Everyone here was playing the same game—no need to pretend to be innocent.
Whoever spoke first would lose.
Doflamingo's power wasn't something he could afford to provoke at this stage.
Of course, he wasn't afraid either. Worst case, he'd just call his boss. Everyone had someone backing them.
"I'll pay you a visit. I hope this collaboration doesn't disappoint me. Otherwise… you know the consequences."
Seeing Bege remain silent, Doflamingo's expression cooled as he spoke in that eerie tone.
"Hahahaha, of course… then I welcome your esteemed arrival!"
Bege burst out laughing.
If he wanted to grow quickly, he needed money to recruit people. As for Doflamingo—in his previous life he'd been a perfect channel partner, a middleman who earned his cut off the top.
"Fufufufufu…"
With Doflamingo's strange laugh, the two hung up.
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Sky Island.
Above the divine palace.
Boom, boom, boom!
Terrifying explosions echoed one after another. Clouds were blasted apart by violent shockwaves, letting the sun shine down on two figures—one enormous, one small.
Those two figures were the Wind God Quetzalcoatl and Jiang Qize.
Now two hundred meters in size, the Wind God's wings truly blotted out the sky. Jiang Qize looked like an ant before it.
His expression was tense. He sprinted through the air, closing in on the Wind God and launching a kick.
Boom!!
The air burst from the strike, the blast smashing against the Wind God's metal-sheened wing.
Rumble!
A powerful shockwave rippled outward. The Wind God's massive body dipped slightly, but its wings suddenly beat hard.
Buzz, buzz…
A terrifying gale blasted him away, sending him tumbling through the air.
A massive shadow then covered him—a huge, frost-radiating claw came crashing down from above.
"Ah—!"
Jiang Qize roared, steadying himself in midair. Both hands were coated in Armament Haki as he punched upward toward the descending claw.
A surge of overwhelming force erupted, stirring the winds and clouds.
"Yaa~"
The Wind God shrieked, its great claw smashing into his fists.
Boom!!!
A monstrous shockwave blasted outward with compressed air tearing in all directions, bursting into a billowing mushroom cloud.
The Wind God's huge frame was knocked slightly upward.
But Jiang Qize was sent plummeting toward the ground like a meteor. The speed of the fall heated his skin until it reddened, his clothes beginning to burn.
"Yaa~"
The Wind God blinked in surprise, then snapped back to its senses with a cry, diving after him.
Whoosh!!
With terrifying speed it caught up instantly, sweeping beneath him and letting him land on its back.
Thump!
Jiang Qize slammed down, his body jolting twice. A few drops of blood fell from his hands.
He slowly opened his eyes, looked at the scratches on his palms, and couldn't help letting out a bitter smile.
The Wind God was absurdly overpowered. It hadn't even used Armament Haki, yet it broke through his and injured him.
Even though it was only a minor injury, he now understood the gap between a vice admiral at his peak and an admiral at their peak—pure, overwhelming domination.
Even if the Wind God just stood still and let him attack, he probably wouldn't be able to hurt it. And even if he did, it would heal almost instantly.
Just like now—within a few seconds, his wounds were already closing. His physical resilience was frighteningly strong.
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