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Chapter 283: The Golden Lion's Domineering Descent!
In the cognitive system of pirates, the Four Emperors were god-like existences. The top executives of the Four Emperors should be at least comparable to Admiral candidates in combat power! Even if slightly weaker, beating a Vice Admiral should be child's play!
But now?
Yasopp was taken down by that freak Doberman in three minutes! Vista risked his life just to barely tie with Onigumo!
Is this still the sea they knew?!
"Marine Vice Admirals... when did they become so strong?!"
Fear. A fear stemming from the unknown began to spread madly among the pirate group. If even Vice Admirals could go head-to-head with top Emperor executives, then... what about the Admirals above them? What about the Marine Hero Garp? And that... Fleet Admiral Sengoku?!
Terrifying to think about!
The way all the pirates looked at the Marine camp changed completely. No longer with the previous contempt and mockery, but filled with deep apprehension! Even... fear!
"Fuffuffuffuffu!!!"
Just at this moment of deathly silence and panic, a burst of extremely arrogant, malicious laughter rang out again from the highest reef!
Donquixote Doflamingo! The man known as the "Heavenly Yaksha" was laughing so hard he was leaning back and forth, looking like his sunglasses were about to fall off! He spread his arms, his pink feather coat flapping in the sea breeze, resembling a vulture looking down on a pile of corpses!
"Did you see that?!"
"This is the voice of the New Era!"
"How wonderful! How melodious!"
Doflamingo suddenly lowered his head. Through his sunglasses, he scanned the group of ashen-faced pirates below with a look reserved for trash. He snapped his fingers, the smile on his face instantly becoming greedy and cold.
"Since the results are out, as the dealer, I should fulfill my duty."
His gaze slowly landed on the mountain of Beri and treasure. It was a huge sum, enough to buy a small country!
"First match: Doberman wins, Yasopp loses!"
"Second match: Onigumo draws, Vista draws!"
Doflamingo spread his hands, making a helpless expression. "Regrettably. Among all the trash present... it seems not a single person bet on this result?"
Silence! Deathly silence!
All the pirates' faces turned green! They had bet their entire fortunes just now! All on "Yasopp wins" or "Vista wins"! Many even bet on "Pirates win all"!
Who the hell could have guessed Doberman would win?! Who the hell could have guessed Onigumo would go 50/50 with Vista?!
This was a slaughterhouse scam!
"My money..." The pirate captain from earlier collapsed directly onto the ground, eyes lifeless. That was his pension saved over a lifetime! He thought it was a sure win to turn a bicycle into a motorcycle. But now... he lost even his underwear!
"Diamond" Jozu stood at the front of the crowd, his usually honest face now iron-blue. He had shelled out 500 million! He'd have to scrape some foot skin to sell when he got back.
Doflamingo didn't care about the murderous gazes from the trash below. He even grabbed a handful of jewels in front of everyone, letting them slip through his fingers, making crisp, pleasant tinkling sounds.
"Thank you, bosses, for the sponsorship. This money... I'll reluctantly accept it! To use as... startup capital to buy that [Dungeon]!"
BOOM!
This sentence was like a thunderclap, instantly splitting open the muddled brains of all the pirates!
Dungeon!
That's right! The Dungeon!
In this moment, they finally reacted! Why did Doberman become so bizarre? Why did Onigumo become so tough? Not because they were naturally gifted! Not because they took some miracle drug!
But because... of that [Dungeon Shop] right there in Foosha Village!
That black energy called "Cursed Energy"! That terrifying swordsmanship called "Breathing Style"! They were all bought from that shop!
"Damn it!"
"Those Marines secretly became so strong?!"
"If we go buy that dungeon too... can we become that strong?!"
In an instant—Greed! Desire! Madness!
Various emotions instantly replaced the fear and frustration from before!
"Jihahahaha!!!"
Just as everyone was dizzy with greed! An aura of suffocating terror descended from the sky without warning!
Rumble—!!!
The originally clear sky darkened instantly! Not clouds! But a... massive shadow!
That terrifying momentum was like an invisible hand pressing hard against everyone's heart!
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The hundreds of pirates at the front didn't even have time to scream. Their eyes rolled back, foam spilled from their mouths, and they collapsed like harvested wheat!
Conqueror's Haki!
And it was... that kind of top-tier Conqueror's filled with tyranny, destruction, and boundless arrogance!
"This... this aura is..."
Red-Haired Shanks suddenly raised his head, his lazy eyes instantly becoming incredibly sharp!
That laugh! That Haki!
"Jihahahaha! What a wonderful monkey show!"
"Marine brats, and you trash pirates. The current sea has really degenerated to the point of being laughable!"
Accompanied by that iconic maniacal laughter, a figure wearing a golden kimono, with golden hair dancing wildly like a lion's mane, slowly descended from the sky!
He floated there in mid-air, looking down condescendingly at everyone below. His eyes were filled with disregard for life and extreme mockery of the world!
"Golden... Golden Lion?!"
"Shiki?!"
"Jihahahaha!"
Seeing the pairs of eyes filled with fear and shock below, Shiki laughed even more rampantly! He enjoyed this gaze! This feeling of being feared and looked up to by the world! This was the pomp that he, the Golden Lion, should have!
"Newgate!"
Shiki's figure flashed, appearing instantly in front of Whitebeard. The distance between the two was less than five meters. The collision of terrifying auras caused the surrounding air to emit an overwhelmed booming sound!
"Is this your so-called 'family'?" Shiki scanned the bloodied Vista and the wretched-looking Marco with the eyes of someone watching a joke. "Playing house on this sea where the weak are prey to the strong... You really have become senile!"
"Since you can't do it anymore, you might as well hand over the title of 'Strongest' and roll back to your nursing home to drink milk! Jihahahaha!"
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