"I'm sorry, but for the sake of my family, I had no choice but to carry out this sneak attack."

Señor apologized.

"It's okay."

To his surprise, Yamato lowered his head and responded to him very seriously. There was no anger on his face from being ambushed. Instead, he showed respect for the battle: "Battle is about going all out and risking everything."

As she spoke, she seemed completely oblivious to Rao G., who was already standing right in front of her.

"Successful!"

Rao G. looked ecstatic, and his hands firmly pressed against Yamato's abdomen.

"This punch of mine is the culmination of fifty years of skill. Can you withstand it?"

boom!

A powerful burst of energy erupted!

But the next second, before his smile could fully bloom, it froze instantly.

He felt as if he had struck a millennia-old iceberg; the force of the impact made his arm go numb!

At the same moment he struck, a white mist suddenly erupted from Yamato, surging outwards.

Click... Click...

After the fog cleared, two lifelike ice sculptures stood frozen in place.

"Hmm~ It can crack my ice armor, not bad."

Yamato looked down at the few fine cracks that Rao G had made on his abdominal ice armor and nodded.

Then, nourished by the surrounding freezing air, the cracks on the ice armor quickly healed and disappeared, restoring it to its original state as if it had never been attacked.

"You're kidding, right... You can't even break through her armor?"

Torrepol stared at the unharmed Yamato, muttering to himself, his expression completely broken, filled with despair.

What's the point of them fighting then?

The gap in strength is so vast it's breathtaking!

But when he thought of his family's years of hard work and his fallen comrades, he gritted his teeth and his body, made of mucus, writhed violently. Several clumps of thick mucus shot towards Yamato like cannonballs!

I can't beat you, but I'll still disgust you to death!

Sure enough, even Yamato couldn't help but frown and show a look of disgust upon seeing the slime.

"Ho!"

At the same time, a fat blond man leaped up, but instead of falling, he floated in the air like a balloon, swaying and rising directly above Yamato.

"Hellish Ten Thousand Tons Byzantium!"

The man, who had been as light as a balloon just moments before, suddenly became incredibly heavy, like a meteorite falling from the sky, crashing down on Yamato with the force of Mount Tai.

The man's name is Machbais, a user of the Ton-Ton Fruit, who can freely adjust his weight, up to ten thousand tons.

"Go to hell!"

Almost at the same time, Deringer, a fighting fish-man with horns on his head, fins on his back, and dark red high heels, charged toward Yamato like an arrow.

"A headless high heel!"

His right leg aimed at Yamato's neck and kicked out suddenly.

Monet, who had not been modified by Luo and still had a normal human body size, also made a move at the same time.

"snowstorm!"

She took a deep breath, gathering a large amount of cold air into her body, and then exhaled it through her mouth.

"Exploding hair!"

The man, wearing a dark blue trench coat and a top hat, shouted angrily.

His long hair swelled and hardened rapidly as if it had a life of its own, and after piercing through the top hat, it shot towards Yamato like the quills of a porcupine!

The man's name is Gladius, and he can turn any inorganic matter he comes into contact with into bombs.

Faced with attacks from multiple directions, Yamato was not flustered but rather pleased.

"Good timing!"

The mace was infused with domineering power and freezing energy.

Yamato grinned: "Are you... ready to be sent flying by me?"

"Ma Huanren!"

Her figure suddenly transformed into a white lightning bolt that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and with a speed beyond the reach of vision, she instantly darted between the gaps in the attacks and figures of all the Don Quixote officers!

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, freezing air enveloped the entire room, instantly freezing and freezing all attacks and figures!

As the pervasive white vapor slowly dissipated, the entire room had transformed into a world of ice and snow.

The ice sculptures stood lifelike in place, maintaining their final stance of attack or charge, even Monet, who possessed the Snow-Snow Fruit ability, was no exception.

How can mere snowflakes compare to the freezing air of Yamato!

"This...this is it?"

Law, who had just severed Jorah's head with his sword, stared dumbfounded at the frozen scene before him.

He had anticipated that the Don Quixote family would lose, but he never imagined that they would be defeated so quickly and so thoroughly!

In such a short time, the Don Quixote family, which had been like a mountain looming over his heart, had been completely wiped out.

"Given Yamato's strength, isn't this a perfectly normal outcome?"

Violet crossed her arms, her tone brimming with self-righteous pride.

Just then, a roar filled with resentment and pain, like the howl of a wounded beast, suddenly rang out.

"Trebol, Pica...!"

Covered in blood, his clothes stained with ice shards and dust, his face a bloody mess almost unrecognizable, and even his signature scarlet sunglasses half-shattered, Doflamingo stood before the crowd like a demon crawling out of hell, disheveled yet proud.

The king descended from the sky, his face contorted with rage and ferocity.

Doflamingo simply couldn't believe that in just a few minutes, his proud and beloved subordinates, whom he considered family, had been completely wiped out.

"Unforgivable! Unforgivable!"

Even though he had killed his own father and his own brother, he was still a man who valued family ties.

"I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

With his hysterical roar, everything in sight—the floor, walls, ceiling—with his feet as the center, rapidly transformed into countless threads.

In just a few seconds, half of the palace was transformed into a sea of ​​silk threads.

"How to do?"

A flicker of panic crossed Luo's eyes.

Having spent his life in Beihai, he had never witnessed such a dramatic transformation.

"What to do? Just deal with it."

Violet shrugged and smiled easily, "Don't worry, we just need to enjoy Yamato's performance."

Upon hearing this, Luo had no choice but to suppress his shock and turn his gaze back to the battlefield.

Yamato, who was at the very center of the storm, did not show much change in his expression, except that his eyes became slightly more serious.

While it's impressive that Doflamingo was able to develop his Devil Fruit to the point of awakening, true strength isn't simply about who has developed their Devil Fruit ability more deeply.

However, Doflamingo in this state could earn her some respect.

White hair began to grow rapidly on her body.

Beastman form, here we come!

Chapter 188 Doflamingo's Complete Defeat! A Conversation Between Father and Son!

"A desolate white line!"

Doflamingo frowned, and his bloodied right hand suddenly shot upwards.

In an instant, tens of thousands of transparent white lines lined up horizontally, like ocean waves, surging up from Yamato's feet, attempting to completely envelop and devour her.

Yamato leaped lightly upwards, deftly avoiding the first wave of attacks.

However, under Doflamingo's precise control, the white sea of ​​threads seemed to come alive, relentlessly pursuing Yamato from all directions and sweeping towards her in the air, instantly sealing off all her escape routes.

Seeing that he was surrounded by endless white all around him, Yamato's eyes flashed with impatience, and he simply stopped dodging.

She gave a low shout and swung her spiked club forward, unleashing a burst of freezing air like a ring-shaped shockwave!

Click-clack!

The threads that touched the freezing air were instantly frozen, remaining suspended in mid-air in a churning motion, as if time had stood still.

boom!

Without hesitation, Yamato swung his spiked club as if shattering glass, smashing a large hole in the frozen silk wall in front of him, and his figure rushed out from it.

Doflamingo seemed to have anticipated this, retreating the moment Yamato broke through the ice, while simultaneously spreading his arms wide like a flamingo's wings, then slamming them together in a powerful swing towards Yamato.

"A Thousand Arrows Piercing the Heart - Feather Strike - Thread!"

Thousands of lines, wrapped in Armament Haki, rained down on Yamato from both the left and right, like a dense barrage of arrows.

"It's useless, your domineering aura is too weak!"

Yamato ignored the attack, which was powerful enough to riddle steel warships with bullets.

While using freezing air to create temporary ice surfaces in the air as footholds, she swung her spiked club to smash the incoming silk arrows.

Her speed did not decrease at all; she even left a white afterimage in the air as she rushed straight towards Doflamingo.

Damn!

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