The sheer physical power of Sith, who was blocked by him to face Whitebeard in the top war, and overwhelmingly destroyed Whitebeard's world-destroying power with pure power, was unraveled by this man at this time.

However, it is such a glimmer of power that Doflamingo has a kind of world that is going to be grabbed and smashed by this man.

It's just that fortunately, what was shattered was just something constructed by the Devil Fruit abilities of those guys.

"Dover, it's okay."

Under the shelter of the fluttering fruit, the man who bloomed casually like a sunflower only showed a hint of shock at this time, as he held the remnants of the long sword in his hand.

However, in the next moment, his master took off the so-called hilt of his sword with the silk thread in his hand and threw it far away.

"Are you dying?"

Doflamingo looked gloomily at the man in front of him.

At the beginning, it was very terrifying to see that scene, but I didn't expect that when I really faced this distorting power, the fear it brought was countless times more terrifying than feeling it from the side.

Was this man, just now, serious?

Quietly looking at the man standing in the middle of the battlefield and smiling as the huge stone statue turned into dust little by little, the silk thread in Doflamingo's hand still did not stop dancing, but this time, Doflamingo, a rascal who had been turned into an extremely evil by the crane, did not have any great malice in his heart.

Because the malice towards himself that emanated from that man had prevented Doflamingo from generating any emotions other than fear.

The overlord color domineering, just now, has been defeated, and the pure power crushes Doflamingo's attack in a crushing way.

And the only forces that make this so-called sea rascal proud are the subjects who have forgotten the existence of the so-called king and submitted to themselves by the power of Sucrose, and at this time, they do not know how to approach this dangerous battlefield, no, this place is not a battlefield, just a ruin created by monsters who have opened their eyes and moved their bones at will.

And these people are just the ones who want to stop this monster from wreaking havoc in their own territory, and they are the ones who have usurped other people's territory.

However, this man should not be able to kill himself, after all, he is the so-called Tianlong man, even if Lao Tzu can't return to Mary Joa, the bloodline will not be disrecognized, uh-huh~~hum~~

It's just that in the next moment, in front of Doflamingo, one of his subordinates, one of his own family members, was pinched in the hands of this man, and every inch of his body was pinched into pieces by this man, and even in the hands of that monster, he saw something that should not exist in this world.

"Impossible, how could it be!!"

It's just that after Doflamingo showed a surprised expression, the arrogance of being the king made him calm down all of a sudden, because he knew why he couldn't find the so-called Whitebeard's fruit that day, and Blackbeard, who had obviously devoured Whitebeard's fruit ability, had also died in the hands of this monster, it turned out that the so-called ability was obtained by this guy!!

It's just that the Sith seems to have thought of something, and in the next moment, that terrifying power is gone again.

The burly man came to the man, looking at the man who had been crushed by his own will, and a smile that frightened Doflamingo appeared on his face.

"You can't kill me, I'm a Draco!!"

This evil man finally revealed in the face of death once again the scene when he was tied to the city wall by the angry people after his parents were expelled from Mary Joa, and the cowardice of that moment, the wailing of his brother, the screams of his father and mother in pain, all the memories began to stimulate the man's sensitive nerves like a tide.

"I want to destroy this world, it's not my fault, it's the fault of this world, haha~~"

Doflamingo shook his hand and slowly rose from the ground in a hurry, the clown, who had always melted his anger into laughter and scolding, could no longer merge his smile with his other emotions, regardless of the blood on his face.

"It's not me that's wrong, it's the world."

The Sith didn't stop at the man's screams, but he acknowledged the man's declaration.

"Yes, this era has long since deteriorated, the death of One Piece, the death of Whitebeard has made this world even crazier, the existence of the Draco people has made the world more cruel and ridiculous, this era has long ceased to be an era of justice that can accommodate the vast majority of people, and it is precisely because of this that people sometimes pin their hopes on those so-called pirates."

The Sith stopped talking, and a smile appeared on his face as he looked at the knife he had in his chest.

"A good blade, it can already reach the sharpness of a big fast knife, of course, with the blessing of your heart, but this is not enough."

The Sith slapped the woman to the side.

"This man is not worthy of your protection, of course, this man's life is already doomed, he will die."

The Sith walked slowly towards the man, but behind the Sith, the endless evil and ferocious aura turned into a giant god, opened his eyes slightly, and looked down at the little boy in front of him, the one who represented Doflamingo's childhood, his hesitant and crazy little boy at that time.

"Luo Nandi, is it called that, that stupid man, he is the son of Uncle Warring States, his favorite son, but unfortunately, you killed him, not only means that you killed your biological brother, but also represents that you killed your last way out."

The Sith didn't care about the dagger on his chest at all in the midst of Doflamingo's frantic roar, and walked indifferently towards the madman who was not very calm.

"No, I killed him, it was one of the most correct choices in my life, just like I did when I killed my father."

The Sith came to him amid the man's unrepentant ridicule.

And that was the last sight Doflamingo saw......

……

Sith sat on top of the ruins, quietly watching the commotion unfolding in front of him, watching the countless navies begin to enter the place, constantly suppressing the riots caused by all the pirates, he quietly looked at the two old men who were unwilling to leave even now.

"Don't you want to go?"

"If we go, how can we hear that man's miserable cry, Zhijiang Sengoku, old~~"

It seems that he is lamenting that his opponent is old, but the Sith knows that these old men also have a little more sorrow in their hearts.

"Old man, leave this place early, after all, in the next period of time, I need to stay in this place, waiting for the arrival of Uncle Warring States, he has long wanted to come to this place, it's just that Xiao Guo's stupid brother~~"

The Sith seemed to sense something, and a smile that looked like a cry appeared on his face.

"Moreover, if you don't leave, maybe you won't have to leave, after all, one of the strongest combat forces of the navy is about to arrive."

The two old men also sensed something, and their faces showed unhappy looks.

"Cut~~"

It's just that, after making such an unhappy sound, the two dashing old men also put on their hats and walked towards the dock without looking back, because they knew that in that place, the children they had taken care of all their lives were waiting for their return home, but thanks to their constant pursuit, they had the opportunity to run away from this place full of navies, and of course, the current sailors may not know themselves.

The two old men poured the wine from the bottle in their hands into their mouths, and a subtle smile appeared on their faces.

And just as they were walking towards the dock, a man in a purple kimono walked past the two men.

"I'm sorry, but, you two, this country is a little unsafe right now, please be careful, it's best to hurry back to your room and hide for a while, after which the navy will be cleared of everything."

The man didn't seem to realize the aura emanating from the two men, and the crutches in his hand gently slammed on the ground, moving forward slowly, but no one knew that at the bottom of the crutches, everything he touched was crushed into dust by the terrifying gravity, helping the man to open up a path that he thought was convenient.