Fuz-Fu's crimson wings spread wide as he soared toward the SMILE factory, and a chill crept into Doflamingo's chest.
Something was wrong — terribly wrong.
What is that Beast Prince planning?
Does he intend to seize my artificial Devil Fruits?
But that was absurd — the factory had produced barely a hundred SMILEs. Such a small number couldn't possibly satisfy Kaido's monstrous ambitions.
Still, unease twisted within him.
He stopped fighting Sabo, forgot the Senzu Beans entirely, and with a sharp flap of his coat, flew straight before Luo Xing, frowning deeply.
"What's your game, sending Fuz-Fu to the factory?"
Around them, the Colosseum went silent.
Everyone — pirates, royalty, underworld kings — sensed that something had shifted.
The Beast Pirates and Doflamingo had always been allies.
So why did it suddenly feel like the air was cracking between them?
From the VIP stands, Marco, Katakuri, Boa Hancock, and Lucky Roux all turned their gaze toward Luo Xing.
Luo Xing merely smiled, calm and steady, then said evenly:
"Joker, your strength has reached its limit. Sooner or later, another pirate will crush you. Kaido— my father-in-law — has decided it's time for us, the Beast Pirates, to take over Dressrosa: your SMILE factory, your weapons trade, and everything else you control."
"How does that sound to you, Joker?"
The Colosseum froze.
Doflamingo stared at him in disbelief, as though he hadn't heard correctly. Then his expression twisted — veins bulging across his forehead like coiled wire, fury seething from deep within.
"What kind of sick joke is that?! You bastard! I'm calling Kaido right now!"
He refused to believe it. Could Kaido truly intend to erase him — his business, his empire?
His manic laughter broke into a snarl as his eyes locked onto Luo Xing's, animalistic and desperate.
Luo Xing slowly drew the blade at his hip.
The moment its edge cleared the scabbard, the air seemed to grow heavy.
"Unfortunately," Luo Xing said quietly, "you won't have the chance."
He stepped forward. Waves of overwhelming Haki rolled from his body, flowing into the black blade that seemed to drink it in greedily.
The Blade of Oden
From across the stands, Marco's pupils contracted sharply.
"That sword… Enma — the one Kozuki Oden wielded!"
As someone who'd once sailed beside Oden, Marco recognized it instantly.
And that realization only deepened his shock.
Enma was no ordinary sword. It devoured Haki from its wielder, demanding a monstrous will to control it.
Katakuri didn't know the blade's name, but his Observation Haki told him enough — the aura pouring from it was so fierce, so lethal, that even he would not dare take its strike head-on.
If they could feel it from such a distance, then what must it be like for Doflamingo, standing mere meters away?
The answer showed in his face — pale, trembling, eyes wide with disbelief.
"Wh-What are you doing?!"
Luo Xing's lips curved into a faint smirk.
"Seems those Monster Cells dulled your mind. You really can't tell?"
He lifted Enma.
Black Armament surged, coating the blade like liquid night.
Hum—!
A dark slash screamed through the air, tearing through space itself.
Doflamingo's instincts screamed at him — this wasn't a threat he could talk his way out of.
"Damn it! Damn it all!"
He coated his arms in Haki, crossing them before his chest just as the slash struck.
The sound was like glass breaking.
Clang!
The black wave cut through his defense as though it weren't there, slicing across his chest in a spray of blood.
"Aaaagh!"
The String King was sent hurtling backward, crashing into the audience stands with a thunderous impact.
"Young Master!!"
The Donquixote officers screamed in horror.
Trebol and Diamante were pale with panic — this wasn't just a defeat, this was annihilation.
The Fall of Joker
"If the Beasts have turned on us," Trebol snarled, "then they'll get no mercy from us! Kill him! Kill Luo Xing!"
The officers charged together, their fury masking their fear.
Luo Xing didn't even flinch. His expression remained calm — almost pitying.
"Mere insects, daring to shake a tree?"
Zheng… Zheng…!
Enma's cry filled the arena. The sword came alive, thirsty for battle.
Several slashes followed, so fast they blurred into darkness.
The result was instantaneous.
Every Donquixote officer — from the lowest grunt to the highest commander — was cut down where they stood.
Blood painted the Colosseum floor crimson.
Silence.
Even the wind seemed to die.
No one had expected this.
In mere minutes, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea had been erased — his empire shattered by a single man.
The New Order
From the VIP seats, the three Yonko lieutenants — Marco, Katakuri, and Lucky Roux — exchanged wary glances.
This wasn't just a statement. It was a declaration of war.
If the Beasts were moving to seize Dressrosa, then Kaido was expanding — preparing for something far larger.
Even Boa Hancock, who had once dismissed Luo Xing as a clever craftsman, looked at him anew.
She had wanted to abduct him to Amazon Lily — but now, she realized, such a feat was beyond even her.
Luo Xing sheathed Enma in one smooth motion and turned to address the stunned assembly.
"Now then," he said with an easy smile, "there's still one Senzu Bean left. Whoever wants it can make an offer — let's pretend the auction's still open."
The crowd's expressions twisted between disbelief and fear.
Was he serious?
Departure of the Revolutionaries
At the edge of the stands, Sabo clenched his fists.
He looked at Luo Xing with deep unease.
This man wasn't just dangerous — he was a storm. A force that could one day rival even the World Government itself.
We can't stay here.
Before anyone could react, Sabo leapt forward, snatched the final Senzu Bean from its pedestal, and tossed Luo Xing a bulging pouch.
"That's everything I've got. Until we meet again!"
Then, without hesitation, he grabbed Koala and vaulted skyward — vanishing into the skies above Dressrosa.
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