One Piece: Burning the Prison Clothes in the Setting Sun, Mihawk is dumbfounded.

Charlotte Linlin naturally understood that the white-bearded man was warning the golden lion.

Although the words are said to refer to "us," they are actually referring to you.

The golden lion naturally understood.

Charlotte Linlin's grating laughter, however, greatly annoyed him.

"What do we do next?"

After suppressing his anger, the Golden Lion looked at Whitebeard.

Now that he had seen Dunn arrive, he didn't believe that the Whitebeard hadn't made contact with Dunn.

Upon hearing his question, the white-bearded man fell silent for a moment.

He was still unsure whether Dunn was joking about what he had just said.

Although he thought that someone like Dunn wouldn't joke like that at this time, the idea of ​​leaving this world was still beyond his comprehension.

But he cannot confirm the specifics at this time.

"You'll find out then. Don't do anything unnecessary; your lives should be spared."

The white-bearded man spoke in a deep voice.

"Do you think I care about my own life?"

The Golden Lion spoke, drawing disdainful glances from Whitebeard and Charlotte Linlin.

Although one has long since disregarded life and death on the high seas, who would willingly seek death if they could live?

It's acceptable to die in battle, but no one would be willing to die if it's meaningless.

Not to mention that guy, Golden Lion.

"What kind of look is that?"

The golden lion's face showed anger, clearly indicating that he was embarrassed and enraged.

"I already warned you, Shiki."

After Whitebeard finished speaking, he stopped talking. Golden Lion looked at Whitebeard with an uncertain expression, then glanced at Charlotte Linlin who was focused on eating, and snorted coldly before falling silent again.

……

A secluded dwelling on a sky island.

"Young Master, those two lads got beaten up by Whitebeard again, but something went wrong. Someone intervened, it might be that person."

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, who looked somewhat rigid.

"Vergo, are you sure?"

Upon hearing this report, Doflamingo sat up abruptly, his expression grave.

Having completed his mission to kill the Celestial Dragons, Doflamingo and his men made their way to Skypiea.

Initially, they concealed their identities simply to avoid retaliation from Mary Geoise.

But the result was better than expected; Mary Geoise clearly didn't have the energy to deal with them.

After dealing with the CP agents who were following them, the group had been on the Sky Island for quite some time.

Of course, during this time, they did not give up on understanding the outside world, and they were fully aware of the changes on the sea during this period.

"I'm not sure, but that person did speak to Whitebeard. There shouldn't be anyone else who could get Whitebeard to come here and stay obediently in the Hunter's Guild's territory."

Not only me, but many people on the Sky Island share this sentiment. When I returned, I heard quite a few people discussing this matter.

Vergo bowed his head and reported.

It seems they are ashamed of not having a detailed understanding of their own situation.

"It's alright, Vergo, this is enough."

Doflamingo stood up, grinning as he tried to appease him, but his excitement was barely concealed.

"Dover!"

Seeing Doflamingo's expression, the snotty-nosed man next to him spoke up to remind him.

"Don't worry, I know we can't provoke him right now, but if the Hunter's Guild can successfully hold this exam, the situation on the high seas will change drastically."

When Doflamingo said this, his voice was filled with barely suppressed excitement.

"But young master, is this beneficial to us?"

Vergo was somewhat puzzled by Doflamingo's words.

He couldn't figure out what he, the young master, was planning to do.

"Crocodile has now seized enormous power within the Hunter's Guild."

Doflamingo spoke, a hint of envy in his voice.

In his eyes, Crocodile was just a man with some tricks up his sleeve, and that he had only gotten to where he was today because Dunn had brought him up.

Based on what he had learned over this period, Doflamingo now knew that Dunn hardly interfered in the affairs of the Hunter Guild, and that Crocodile made the vast majority of things and decisions.

The sheer amount of power involved is exhilarating just to think about it.

"Dover, Crocodile can't be touched."

The snotty-nosed man's face showed a look of shock.

Based on his understanding of Doflamingo, he was indeed capable of assassinating Crocodile, or even using his abilities to control Crocodile.

"I have no intention of taking action against him."

Doflamingo shook his head immediately.

"How is the arsenal doing?"

Doflamingo didn't say much, but turned to ask about the arsenal.

Previously, there was a conflict with Dunn, and later the Arsenal was repeatedly attacked by Dunn, who had not yet truly risen to power, and was eventually completely taken over by Germa.

But Doflamingo has no intention of giving up on this.

Previously, the business of the arsenal could bring him a lot of money.

Now, while funds are still important to Doflamingo, the weapons produced by the arsenal are even more important.

He, who had never given up investigating the arsenal, had discovered that, apart from supplying a large portion of the weapons produced to the Revolutionary Army, the rest were almost entirely sold to the Hunter's Guild.

Although many guild hunters are swordsmen or ability users, firearms are also quite popular due to their convenience.

Regaining control of the armory would allow him to join the Hunter's Guild, giving him considerable influence.

They could even use this influence to climb the ranks and become a core member of the Hunter's Guild.

Perhaps, in the future, he might even take control of the entire Hunter's Guild without Dunn's interference.

Doflamingo believed that not only he thought so, but many ambitious men on the high seas had their eyes on the behemoth that was the Hunter's Guild.

Even if the organization is loosely structured, it is still a powerful force with influence spanning the ocean.

"This is not a good situation. Germa is clearly unwilling to give up the benefits they have already gained, and they have warned our people that Germa has someone at the Hunter's Guild headquarters."

The snotty-nosed man, Torrepol, shook his head.

"Ha, relying on power, huh?"

Doflamingo gave a cold laugh.

"Germany is quite strong. If we don't send out all our forces, we might not be able to take them down."

"Velgo spoke up."

"As long as the profits are enough."

Doflamingo turned around, his mouth stretching almost to his ears in a wide grin.

"Give that guy the technology for artificial Devil Fruits."

"Huh? Dover, the artificial demon technology was something that guy and Caesar and the others came up with back then."

Torrepol was dumbfounded.

"Those people back then had different priorities; otherwise, we wouldn't be the only ones with this."

Doflamingo believes that Germa's Vinsmoke Judge has never mastered the technology of creating artificial Devil Fruits, otherwise he would never have chosen not to use them.

Since that's the case, then it can be used as a bargaining chip.

Moreover, it would be convenient to use the arsenal for production.

The world's governments don't have time to deal with these things right now.

"Okay, Dover..."

Torrepol thought for a moment, then agreed and prepared to contact Germa to see if they could reach a cooperation agreement through this.

boom!

A muffled thud came from not far away outside.

The three people there suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.

"Doflamingo, come out. Stop hiding. I know you're here."

The shrill sound made Doflamingo frown.

"It's that Moria guy."

Vergo spoke in a deep voice.

"Walk!"

Doflamingo's expression was gloomy, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing.

Now even Moria dares to come knocking on his door and provoke him?

After coming out, Doflamingo looked at Moria, who had lost a lot of weight, with a gloomy gaze through his sunglasses.

"Don't look at me like that, Doflamingo. I'm here to ask you something."

Moria seemed oblivious to Doflamingo's expression, maintaining an arrogant demeanor.

During this period, Moria forced himself to train hard, and the news of Kaido's death made him feel like he was back to his old self. After training for a while, he felt that he wasn't much different from his peak.

"Gecko Moria, are you looking for death?"

Doflamingo's voice was cold and sinister.

"Do you dare to fight me here?"

Upon hearing this, Moria burst into laughter, looking extremely arrogant.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

Doflamingo's face was grim.

"How about we cooperate?"

Then, Moria's words froze Doflamingo's gloomy expression on his face.

He stared at Moria in astonishment. "You want to cooperate with me? Cooperate on what?"

"Of course, we will win this test."

Moria waved his hand, looking confident of victory.

"Not interested."

Upon hearing this, Doflamingo immediately replied.

"Hehehe, don't be so quick to refuse, Doflamingo. You don't actually think you can easily pass this test in your current state, do you?"

Moria said with a grin.

"What do you mean?"

"Standing at the back of the exam are Edward Newgate the Whitebeard, Charlotte Linlin the Big Mom, and Shiki the Golden Lion, the Pirate Governor. Now, do you still think you can pass easily?"

Moria's words startled Doflamingo.

"These three people?"

If it's these three people, then no one has the confidence to pass.

"Since that person made such a big fuss, it's impossible for them to create a test that no one can pass."

Doflamingo only needed a moment's thought to realize the anomaly.

"Besides, I didn't even receive this message. How did you receive it?"

Doflamingo naturally knew about Whitebeard and the others on Skypiea, but he hadn't received a single word about what Moria had said.

Don Quixote's officers were mostly sent out to gather intelligence, but no similar news was heard.

"Hehehe, naturally one of my subordinates has joined the Hunter's Guild."

Gecko Moria looked smug, glancing at Doflamingo's uncertain expression, then at the others beside him, including the old man and the baby-dressed pervert he had just beaten up.

"Doflamingo, you're right, this is definitely not an unpassable test, but who do you think that person was trying to stop by bringing Whitebeard and the others here?"

Moria's words made Doflamingo realize something.

The people who take the Hunter Exam vary in quality and even age.

Some of the older ones are even older than Rao G, but the younger ones are only in their early teens.

This difference naturally leads to an age gap.

If it's just a comparison of strength, then it doesn't really mean much.

Therefore, this exam, or test, should be tailored to specific situations.

These people will most likely have to face one of the three men, or even all three of them.

Thinking of this, Doflamingo frowned deeply.

Doflamingo knew perfectly well how powerful the Sea Emperors of the New World were.

Although he didn't underestimate himself, he knew he had absolutely no chance of winning against these three people.

"If you understand this, let's cooperate."

Moria spoke again.

"Who else?"

Doflamingo spoke in a deep voice.

"Of course there are others, but I can't tell you now. You'll find out later."

Moria shook his head upon hearing this.

"good!"

Doflamingo did not hesitate.

Facing this alone offers no chance of victory; joining forces is naturally the best option.

Although I look down on Moria, he does have some strength. If I can find enough people, it wouldn't be bad to send him up as cannon fodder.

Having received a reply, Moriah left without lingering.

"Dover, should we send someone to keep an eye on him?"

Torrepol asked in a low voice.

"No."

Doflamingo refused and told him to contact Germa instead.

Knowing this news in advance isn't without its advantages, but how to respond specifically requires careful consideration.

Moria, on the other hand, left with a smug look on his face.

Having known the news in advance, he felt it was a bargaining chip in his hands.

If he can assemble a group of strong individuals and gain control of the discourse, his chances of success will obviously increase significantly.

"Captain, we can join gradually as needed. Won't the Hunter's Guild open up after this exam?"

The zombie doctor was waiting outside. After seeing Moria come out, he left with him and asked in a low voice.

In his view, the message Perona brought back almost sealed their fate.

They even concluded, after analysis, that Whitebeard and his crew were there to prevent them, the pirates, from passing the exam.

The Hunter's Guild made such a big fuss that they couldn't openly shut them out, so they came up with this method of obstruction.

However, this is not the only way to join the Hunter's Guild.

Moreover, facing Whitebeard and his gang is something that would make anyone a little scared.

"Hehehe, I also want to challenge Whitebeard."

Moria shared his thoughts.

The zombie doctor Hogback was completely dumbfounded.

He even wanted to remind Moria of the time when this captain led his crew to challenge Kaido and almost got wiped out.

But seeing Moria's renewed enthusiasm, Hogback hesitated for a moment and ultimately didn't say anything.

"Let's go find Hawkeye. He got defeated by Whitebeard last time, so he'll definitely want to fight Whitebeard again this time."

Moria had a smug look on his face, as if he already had a complete plan in mind.

"Shall we take on Whitebeard together?"

Hawkeye, who hadn't refused to see Moria, looked strange upon hearing Moria's words.

"You?"

"You dare look down on me?"

Perhaps Hawkeye's tone was too hurtful, because Moria, who had just been acting as if everything was under control, suddenly lost his temper.

"Then let me see your strength."

As he spoke, Hawkeye gripped the hilt of his knife.