Pirates: The Biggest Scum In Marine History

Blood and brains mixed together, intertwined with brutal colors.

The pointy-toed shoes stepped on a piece of blood-red mud, and the blood-stained blond boy laughed wildly with morbid joy and satisfaction on his face.

"咈咈咈咈咈......"

At this moment, the members of the Phils mafia family looked at the ferocious boy, and felt an unprecedented fear in their hearts. Their faces turned pale, and they even subconsciously stopped their movements.

"This kid..."

"devil……"

"He's a devil..."

Burning ruins, collapsing buildings, swaying black smoke, twisted flames...

That blond boy, standing beside a headless corpse, looked like a devil coming out of blood and fire.

Torrebol and other family cadres looked at Doflamingo's back with extremely hot admiration and pride in their eyes.

This... is the king they are willing to bow down to!

How dazzling!

Like a rising star, shining and dazzling.

The majesty and radiance he radiated, as well as his innate noble and sacred blood, deeply impressed each of them.

The corner of Doflamingo's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he stepped directly over Phils' body and continued walking forward.

The fingers of his hands kept moving, as if they were connecting to something.

Following his movements, there seemed to be some extremely sharp and sharp instruments in the void that were constantly slashing, leaving smooth cuts on the streets, on the walls of the buildings, on the ground...

At the same time, in front of him, a dozen members of the Phils gangster family all froze in their movements.

A line of bright red, dazzling blood gradually enlarged from their throats.

They couldn't react at all, and they felt that the world in front of them suddenly began to tilt and turn upside down.

Then,

They see their own bodies.

I saw my shoes.

Doubts appeared in their dull, gradually dilated pupils.

Finally lost its vitality.

Their heads are separated from their bodies.

laugh! !

On the headless corpses that stood motionless, blood spurted out like fountains from the incisions on their necks, spreading all over the ground.

"咈咈咈咈咈!!"

Doflamingo laughed even more maniacally.

In the fearful eyes of the Phils family, he continued to move forward, spreading blood, pain and cries along the way.

"Then... kill them all."

Doflamingo smiled and gave the order.

As the words fell, the eyes of the pirates of the Donquixote Family flashed crimson and crazy.

Like a group of wild beasts that were hungry enough to Ultimate, they unceremoniously launched an attack. In just a short moment, dozens of members of the Phils family's gangsters fell to the ground and died.

Thus, the one-sided massacre began.

On the originally bustling streets, blood flowed like a stream, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Doflamingo stands in the middle of the street,

Looking at the purgatory-like picture in front of me,

Couldn't help but took a deep breath.

"咈咈咈咈咈! This is the life I want... In a chaotic world, all evils are derived, only the victor can go to the final stage!!"

"What an interesting world!! What a wonderful world!! Haaaaaaaaaaaah!!"

He opened his hands wildly, and his body, which was less than 1.5 meters tall, exuded a cruel and unruly aura of Haki.

The smell of smoke, sweat, gunpowder, blood, corpses and fear was everywhere.

This is his favorite flavor.

The smell of chaos.

In the burning town, he saw the eyes of the members of the Phils family looking at him.

Fearful, surrendered, trembling, eyes that dare not look directly.

That's right, that's the look.

The despicable ants living in this world should look at me like this.

Father, did you see it?

This is the look that untouchables should be giving us.

This is the life our noble Celestial Dragons deserve.

In a trance, Doflamingo seemed to recall that time.

He still remembered the smell of blood, the stench of sweat and gunpowder smoke, the deafening screams, the venomous curses, and the distorted faces swaying in the flames.

Those untouchables who should have bowed to the ground held torches and arrows in their hands.

And they, as the great Celestial Dragons, the noble Don Quixote family, were tied to the city wall like pigs and animals, and were almost burned alive! !

Father, you are wrong! !

you are wrong! !

I was right! !

Doflamingo clenched his fists, his dark glasses shone with a cold and fierce light.

Tear! !

A pale thunderbolt suddenly tore open the dim sky, completely illuminating the hellish world.

The long-simmering storm finally came, and the gloomy sky began to rain heavily.

Thunder and lightning.

clatter...

The torrential rain washed everything on the ground.

washed with blood,

slapped the dead body,

Doused the flames.

The thunder in the sky gradually became deafening, overshadowing the shouts and wailing on the street.

The killing gradually began to subside, and the slaughter entered the final finishing stage.

With the death of the leader, and in the face of Doflamingo's overwhelming strength, the members of the Fiers family have already lost the courage to continue fighting.

They kept begging, even kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

The only thing that greets them is the ruthless knife of the Donquixote Family.

Soon half an hour passed.

The sudden rainstorm disappeared suddenly.

On the rain-washed streets, white mist rose from the ruins of buildings everywhere, red bloodline seeped into the gaps between the masonry and stones, and corpses fell to the ground in disorder.

do not know when,

He was the only one standing on the street.

Raindrops dripped from his hair, clothes, and trousers to the ground.

Around him, Torrebol and other members of the Donquixote Family knelt on the ground with respectful expressions, the weapons in their hands were still dripping blood, quietly waiting for their king to give orders.

"Go ahead and take over this island."

At this moment, the smile on Doflamingo's face has subsided, and his expression is cold and authentic:

"Try not to use violence against civilians as much as possible, let the island know clearly that the arrival of our Donquixote Family will only bring them a more stable life."

His hands trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to restrain the urge to destroy everything in his heart.

But he knew he had to get himself under control.

Rubeck Island, no, North Blue is just the beginning.

Before stepping into the wider world, he knew that he had to make as much primitive accumulation as possible.

Wandering all over the world?

One town after another is constantly looting?

That's something lowly pirates would do.

Site!

power!

resource!

Annexing everything step by step, controlling enough resources and power, one day, the whole world will kneel before him Doflamingo!

And before that, he had to work hard to restrain himself.

Hearing this, the eyes of the members of the Donquixote Family became more and more admiring, and they lowered their heads in complete convincing.

Only those who control their own desires and impulses are worth their lives to follow!

This is their young master.

"Papa papa..."

At this time, an untimely applause suddenly sounded.

Everyone in the Donquixote Family was taken aback for a moment, then turned around with vigilance and followed the sound.

I saw a tall and straight figure standing on the top of a ruined building at some point, clapping hands while looking down at their young master with great interest.

"Good courage and vision."

"There is a very different look between a pure loafer and a man who has made up his mind to do great things."

"You're... nice, Doflamingo."

The black-haired youth smiled.

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