Doflamingo glanced at Olga and said with a smile, "Hmph! You've got to show me the way, don't even think about going anywhere! ”

As he spoke, he lifted Olga and entered the already broken Alkemi.

It's already dark, and the temperature is getting low. Doflamingo raised his palm, and countless white threads condensed into a long stick in his hand, and then he waved it casually.

"Weave, torch of thread!"

"Flame Flow Swordsmanship, Ignition!"

Rumble!

Light the fire with the Flame Flow Sword Technique and use your abilities as fuel...... A torch appeared in Doflamingo's hand.

After Doflamingo awakened his Devil Fruit, the development and use of Devil Fruit was promoted to a new level.

For the threads made by the Devil Fruits, he was already able to give them a change in nature.

Before, he could only give variations to the shape of the threads, that is, weave them into various shapes.

Now he can give lines a change in their properties, giving them a variety of unique properties.

It isolates the bio-radio waves of the telephone bug, transmits images like a video phone bug, and is combustible like wood...... All kinds of attributes, Doflamingo can give it.

Olga watched this scene with some surprise, but she didn't say anything, and seemed to be honest and showed Doflamingo the way.

It didn't take long for them to appear in front of a building. Doflamingo stepped forward, kicked the door open, and walked in.

Whoosh whoosh!

Arrows burst through the air, and two threaded arms emerged from Doflamingo's body. The arm of the thread grasped the sword of thread in his hand, and with a random dance, he knocked all the sharp arrows that came at him to the ground.

With his excellent insight and domineering, this kind of pediatric organ can't be difficult for him at all. It didn't take long for Doflamingo to make it through the trap zone.

After exiting the passage, a cliff appeared in front of Doflamingo. A target was erected on the opposite side of the cliff, and someone needed to hit the target with a shot to allow the bridge on the other side of the cliff to extend.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A triceratops and a pterosaur in the sky are roaring.

"Bullet line!"

Doflamingo lifted his finger and fired a line of bullets at the target on the opposite side. With Doflamingo's level of shooting, he easily hit the bull's-eye.

Click!

Geared, the bridge extends to the feet of Doflamingo. Doflamingo stepped onto the bridge, ignoring the roars of triceratops and pterosaurs, and calmly walked to the opposite side.

Passing through a long passage again, a huge lifelike crocodile head appeared at the end of the passage. The huge crocodile head was made of unknown materials, and its large open mouth had keyholes one after another.

Olga said in surprise: "Is the pure gold here?" When you get it, I'll ......."

Olga shut up as Doflamingo glanced at her.

"Pure gold here? No, it's not! ”

Doflamingo smiled, and he remembered some memories of pure gold.

"Fate tells me that real pure gold is not here!"

Doflamingo chuckled as he covered his right foot with an armed domineering color. Lifting his foot, he stomped the ground under his feet.

Rumble!

The ground crumbled, the hard floor shattered with his feet, and a huge hollow appeared beneath his feet.

"Sure enough!"

Doflamingo smiled slightly, this crocodile head was nothing more than a trap left by Mischia Assière. Real pure gold, in the lab below.

"Let's go, let's go down!"

Doflamingo sneered, grabbed Olga and jumped into the huge hollow.

"Ahh

Olga screamed, a terrible cry resounding through the chamber.

Doflamingo grabbed Olga and landed on a cushion. He took out his torch and lit the door in front of him.

Standing up, Doflamingo stepped forward and pushed open the door to the laboratory, and the laboratory used by Mischia Assière two hundred years ago appeared before his eyes.

Pure gold was made here two hundred years ago, and it is a place where miracles were born.

Rows of neat bookshelves in the laboratory are filled with books related to minerals. On the blackboard in the laboratory, there are dense formulas written on them. On the table in the laboratory, there are pieces of colorful ore.

Olga stared blankly at the laboratory in front of him, muttering to himself, "This is ...... My bastard father's lab? ”

Doflamingo smiled, "I think so! ”

He walked into the lab, his eyes rolling. Soon, he saw a container that looked like a lamp. The wooden base, transparent glass, and the container contained an unknown liquid, and an object the size of a fist was suspended in the liquid.

Doflamingo picked up the container, looked at it in front of his eyes, and let out a wild laugh from his mouth: "Fur fur!" This is a special solution that blocks the light of pure gold and ...... A god-sent artifact that can plunge the whole world into madness - pure gold! ”

Doflamingo calmed down and crushed the container. The glass shattered, the solution splattered, and fist-sized pieces of metal fell into Doflamingo's hands.

Suddenly, an incomparably dazzling light burst out from the metal, turning the somewhat dim secret room into daylight in an instant.

This is the light of pure gold, a divine light like no other in the world!

Doflamingo's eyes narrowed slightly, the glare that could even dazzle his eyes through his sunglasses. The white thread in his hand churned, and the pure white thread was wrapped around the pure gold, and soon it was wrapped in a thick ball, and all the light was blocked by this white thread.

"This lab is good!"

Doflamingo looked at the laboratory in front of him, a little hesitant.

He was not an expert in the field and did not know what was valuable.

Doflamingo suddenly laughed: "Woo Woo Woo! What information is important, just ask Mischia Assière? ”

Doflamingo turned and looked at Mischia Olga. At this time, Olga's eyes were red and tears were on her face. In front of her, a diary was spread out.

"Original...... It turned out that my father studied pure gold...... Pure gold is studied for ...... It's for me! ”

Olga said with a sob.

A smile appeared on Doflamingo's face, "Do you want to go to him?" Shall I take you to him? ”

Olga cried even harder: "He's dead!" ”

Doflamingo said, "No, your father isn't dead!" I know where he is, I'll take you to him! ”

Miskia Assière is a living being, and he makes sounds from his body. With his powerful sight and domineering power, Doflamingo can find his place.