Big Mom's terrifying figure bore down on Doflamingo like a mountain. The vast difference in their size was starkly clear to everyone watching.
People talk about fists the size of sandbags, but Big Mom's fist was a small mountain, hammering down on Doflamingo.
Doflamingo, for his part, wanted to test that monstrous strength for himself. He'd heard the stories: at five years old, she'd killed a bear with one punch; she'd once "patted a giant on the back" to kill a mosquito and shattered several of the giant's ribs.
Everyone assumed Doflamingo would dodge.
Instead, he met it head-on.
Doflamingo threw a punch with all his strength. He didn't use Armament Haki or any other power—just pure, raw physical force. He wanted to see just how wide the gap was between him and a "natural-born monster."
Under the stunned gazes of the entire crowd, the two fists—one massive, one normal—collided.
BOOM!
The colossal force seemed to twist space itself. The air cracked with a deafening explosion.
"How is that possible?!" Charlotte Perospero exclaimed, his long tongue lolling out in shock. "Mama's strength is unrivaled!"
Like Perospero, the others were astonished. They couldn't believe Doflamingo wasn't instantly sent flying.
The spectators were curious, but the man at the center of the clash was not having a good time. Big Mom's monstrous strength was not so easily received.
A colossal, irresistible force slammed into Doflamingo's body. His face contorted, and his fist was already being driven back, his arm buckling. He was seconds from being completely overwhelmed.
"She's truly blessed by the heavens... this power," Doflamingo thought, genuinely impressed by her innate talent.
But unlike Doflamingo's admiration, Big Mom was furious. She felt she'd lost face by failing to take him out in a single blow. She poured even more power into her fist.
BANG!
Under the reinforced-superhuman strength, Doflamingo was finally blasted away.
Big Mom's side was ecstatic, eager to see Doflamingo's battered and broken body. Instead, they only saw him in the distance, hovering in the air. On the ground directly below him, the earth was shattered, a massive crater of spiderwebbed cracks radiating outwards.
Doflamingo floated calmly at its epicenter, looking completely unfazed.
The crowd sucked in a collective breath. Putting aside Doflamingo's casual demeanor, just the crater alone told them the terrifying power of the blow he had just taken.
"So strong!" Katakuri thought, his eyes fixed on the man in the distance. He had yet to see Doflamingo's full abilities, but his composure alone was terrifying.
"Napoleon!" "Zeus!" "Prometheus!"
"Here, Mama!" x3
Doflamingo's casual indifference was, in Big Mom's eyes, a direct slap to the face. She would not tolerate it.
Her three strongest personal Homies began to transform. Their cute, harmless facades were replaced by fearsome visages.
Big Mom sat enthroned on the raging thundercloud, Zeus. Her hair became a roaring inferno, Prometheus. In her hand, she held the massive, wicked sword, Napoleon.
This was Big Mom at her strongest.
"Linlin's really angry now," Stussy said, hiding at a safe distance with the other Underworld leaders.
"Wonderful! This is huge news!" Morgans didn't care if she was angry; in his eyes, there was only the story. He didn't think Doflamingo would be defeated so easily. This was a ruthless man. When these two clashed... the winner was still unknown!
The other two giants sighed. They didn't share Morgans's excitement, nor did they have Stussy's World Government backing. They just cowered, treading on thin ice.
"Yes! Mama is finally getting serious! Let's see what Doflamingo does now!" Big Mom's children were ecstatic. They knew their mother's true power and didn't believe Doflamingo could possibly withstand her assault.
Big Mom's transformation, of course, did not escape Doflamingo's notice. He merely maintained his calm, lofty expression. Beside him, Monet and the others tensed, ready for anything.
"Elbaf Spear: Ikoku!"
Big Mom swung Napoleon, launching the giant's technique. A massive, unstoppable wave of sword aura, amplified by her own terrifying strength, tore through the air toward Doflamingo.
The world seemed to lose its color under the force of the attack. The only sound was the screaming roar of the blade's path.
Doflamingo watched the massive attack approach, and calmly raised one hand.
"Big Mom, accept divine punishment! God's Judgment!"
A colossal beam of pure, blinding lightning erupted from his palm, aimed directly at the incoming sword aura.
BOOM!
The two terrifying attacks collided in mid-air, creating a massive explosion. But Big Mom's sword aura had no follow-through. It dissipated, and Doflamingo's God's Judgment continued, unabated, toward Big Mom in the sky.
Seeing the brilliant pillar of lightning approaching, Zeus grew excited. He craved lightning. Without even waiting for Mama's command, he moved to block the attack, intending to eat it.
Pity, Doflamingo's lightning wasn't the weak static Nami produced. Zeus was too arrogant, and too greedy.
HSSSS!
In an instant, half of Zeus's cloudy body was vaporized by the terrifyingly hot lightning. The cloud Homie shrieked in terror, all thoughts of food gone.
"How?! Zeus is lightning! Why would he be afraid of Doflamingo's lightning?!" the crowd yelled in disbelief.
Big Mom was furious. That was one of her highest-grade Homies, created from her own soul.
"Is every stray cat and dog trying to test me now?" Doflamingo floated in the air, arms spread wide, his pink feather coat fluttering behind him. "Remember this: when it comes to playing with lightning, I am the supreme god!"
"Doflamingo, don't be so arrogant!" Big Mom roared, urging the wounded Zeus forward.
"Good, you've come," Doflamingo said, his voice laced with contempt. "Big Mom, today I'll show you that you've fallen behind. Compared to Whitebeard and Kaido, you're far lacking."
"Emperor's Sword: Hahaba!"
"Sword of the Thunder God: Divine Departure!"
Doflamingo's own blade formed from solidified lightning. He unleashed his attack.
A blow that makes even gods retreat. Big Mom... will you dodge?
No Armament. No Conqueror's. Just a simple clash of fruit power and physical strength.
But this time, Doflamingo wasn't sent flying.
This time, it was Big Mom who was knocked back by the powerful force.
The spectators below were stunned. Moments ago, they'd all been thinking how arrogant Doflamingo was, how much he deserved to be beaten. Now, they were disappointed. They weren't seeing him get pulverized; they were witnessing his divine might.
Monet and the others, however, remained perfectly calm, as if this was all to be expected. Because he was Doflamingo. He was, in name and in fact, a King.