One Piece: New Century Hextech Warriors

"Hidden in the blizzard all along?"

Sith wasn't surprised to see Dover take to the air.

This guy is a slippery eel; even the cunning Lieutenant General Tsuru couldn't catch him. He must have prepared an escape plan beforehand.

"Young Master, hurry!"

Monet's waist was tightly wrapped with several thin threads, desperately pulling Dover upwards.

After separating from Dover, she hid in the blizzard thousands of meters in the air to avoid being discovered by the Sith and followed from a distance, until this critical moment when she finally made her move.

Dover gripped the silken threads tightly with both hands, and in the blink of an eye, he was more than ten meters off the ground, waving casually at the Sith:

"Goodbye, you idiot, hahaha!"

He was very cautious, worried that using a string to hang on a cloud to escape would be too slow, so he and Monet had a perfect teamwork.

That way, the navy can't do anything about him!

Doflamingo was now battered and bruised, his heart filled with resentment. This battle was an unprecedented defeat for him, which would inevitably affect his path to becoming king.

But no matter what, as long as he, the young master, is still alive, the Don Quixote family will surely make a comeback!

As Dover was carried further and further away by Monet, Sith stretched his arms a few times.

"That's about it."

Letting Dover escape was part of the plan.

"Black Flash".

Sith groaned, and black light snaked across his thick arms, his muscles rising and falling like breathing, concentrating all his domineering power in one place.

He then aimed at the target in the air.

boom--

The Armament Haki, fused with the power of the three powers, suddenly erupted within milliseconds, and after a brief flight, accurately struck Doflamingo, who was suspended in mid-air.

"Ugh!"

Dover hadn't expected Sith to have such a trick up his sleeve. He couldn't dodge it and took the hit head-on. The bones in his back and limbs made a terrible sound as they were crushed and burst.

"Young Master!"

Monet could only watch helplessly as Dover was seriously injured below. Fortunately, Dover's thread grew out of his hand and did not slip out and fall.

She flapped her frosty wings more vigorously, using all her strength to speed up her escape with Dover.

As Monet breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the Sith recede into the distance, he suddenly saw a burst of flames erupt from Dover's body.

She knew that the Sith had mastered a martial art called Ripple Fist, which could inflict fire damage, but this fire was very strange. Monet spewed out a stream of ice and snow in an attempt to extinguish the fire, but the fire only burned brighter and brighter, showing no sign of going out.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Dover completely lost his mind, screaming inconsolably. The feathers on his pink coat were burned black and fell off, disappearing helplessly into the wind and snow.

He was already badly injured by the Sith's punches and Conqueror's Haki, and now he was suffering from intense fire. He was only able to hold on and not faint thanks to his willpower.

"You can't even stand this little temperature? The Japanese have been hit by bombs at tens of millions of degrees and they didn't say a word."

Sith chuckled and waved goodbye to Dover, who was flying further and further away.

He just casually used the phrase "adding fuel to the fire," not for any other reason than to make Dover suffer more.

There's no rush now; Dover will naturally come looking for him later.

He had just caught his breath when he heard footsteps coming from not far away.

Gion arrived with a large group of marines. Upon seeing that Sith was unharmed, everyone wore expressions of awe.

After witnessing the overwhelming blue lightning that tore through the sky, Vice Admiral Tsuru was still worried and immediately ordered Gion to bring people off the ship to provide support.

As a result, they saw Dover fleeing in panic halfway there. They thought that since Dover looked so miserable, the Sith probably wasn't in much better shape either.

When they came over, they found Sith standing there perfectly fine, looking like nothing was wrong.

"I'm glad you're alright."

Gion breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze sweeping over Sith's sculpted body, lingering for a few more seconds.

She had practiced swordsmanship since childhood and had a calm and indifferent nature. There were very few people who could make her heart race, but this blond boy in front of her was definitely one of them.

It's not that I'm lusting after Sith's body, I'm just very curious and want to see how someone who awakened Conqueror's Haki at such a young age grows up!

"Nothing special."

Gion muttered softly.

Sith walked over and waved his hand in front of her:

"Major General Gion, what are you looking at?"

He was a little confused. He had already given his life to return his shrunken body, and the area had returned to its normal size. Logically, there shouldn't be anything remarkable about it.

Gion snapped out of her daze, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her usually cool face.

"Oh, it's nothing, just checking if you're hurt."

She smoothed a strand of hair behind her ear to cover her slightly flushed face.

"Let's hurry and find Vice Admiral Tsuru; she might have already caught up with the Don Quixote family's ship!"

Sith didn't bother asking any more questions and followed her towards Lieutenant General Tsuru's direction.

Before long, the two ran to the shore, but Sith saw several warships that were not moving. Vice Admiral Tsuru had already disembarked and was walking around with a Den Den Mushi, arguing loudly about something.

"Saint Satan, I still don't understand why the World Government is so determined to protect a former Celestial Dragon!"

Her voice was so loud that Sith could hear it from a great distance; she was clearly furious.

Upon seeing Sith and Gion arrive, Tsuru was initially delighted, but then a look of guilt appeared on her face.

Her interception tactics were working very well; she was just about to catch up with Dover's ship when a powerful benefactor managed to call her front lines!

This person was none other than Saint Satan.

This shouldn't have happened. Den Den Mushi communicate using special frequencies, and only Sengoku and Garp, her old buddies, can contact her Den Den Mushi. But the World Government clearly possesses special technology.

After connecting the call, Satan Saint immediately ordered her to stop pursuing Dover.

Vice Admiral Tsuru initially refused sternly, but unfortunately, she was not Sengoku and could not withstand the pressure from the Five Elders, so she eventually compromised.

She felt very sorry for Sith, Gion, and the Marines. Everyone had given their all in this battle, and they were about to succeed, but this was the result!

Sith stood silently to the side, listening to their conversation without a change in expression.

This was entirely within his expectations.

To those unaware of the truth, Doflamingo was a Celestial Dragon who had long been stripped of his identity and didn't need the Five Elders to protect him personally.

But Sith knew very well that Dover possessed secrets about the "national treasure." Although he didn't know what it was, Sith speculated that it might be related to ancient weapons.

Moreover, Dover has been doing underground business for so many years, and his clients include countless important figures from world governments. If this were exposed, it would be disastrous.

The problem with everything in this world is that we are all interconnected, with each other being part of the other.

This is why, even though Doflamingo committed numerous evil deeds and even stole the Celestial Tribute, he was still appointed as a Shichibukai.

If Luffy and his crew hadn't caused such a huge disturbance that even Admiral Fujitora had to intervene, Doflamingo probably wouldn't have been imprisoned in Impel Down.

Sith deliberately let Dover escape, partly for the sake of future gains, and partly because he knew that capturing Dover wouldn't be very meaningful. It would be better to dig a hole in that guy and make him suffer some real pain.

At that moment, Satan's deep voice came from the other end of the Den Den Mushi, his tone very impatient:

"Tsuru, your navy only needs to kill the enemy on the front lines. The World Government has a lot to consider."

"We had our reasons for letting Dover go; you should consider the bigger picture."

He hung up the phone immediately after he finished speaking.

The crane gave Sith and Gion a weary smile:

"I'm sorry, I'm incompetent."

As a senior figure, having to succumb to reality in front of juniors—this has happened many times before, but it still makes He uncomfortable.

Occasionally, she would even doubt whether the so-called justice she upheld was a joke.

Gion pursed her lips, unsure how to comfort her sister, when she heard Sith say:

"Lieutenant General Tsuru, you have done enough. There is no need to blame yourself."

He slowly walked up to the crane, his smile warm.

"We're standing at the bottom of a cliff; we probably can't influence those above to change anything."

"But at least, we can still uphold justice even on the brink of disaster!"

Garp's lines are great, very impressive.

And this is clearly effective for cranes as well.

"Justice at the edge of a cliff? Heh heh, you remind me of an old guy who said something similar back then."

Sure enough, Lieutenant General Tsuru covered his mouth and chuckled, his gloomy expression vanishing instantly.

Even though darkness pervades the navy, there are always some lights worth protecting.

Isn't that young man right in front of us?

"Thank you for comforting me, Sith."

"But everyone, cheer up, we didn't lose this battle!"

She gently placed her hand on Sith's shoulder, her eyes full of admiration.

After decades, the Navy has finally welcomed another guy with Conqueror's Haki!