Chapter 228
Chapter 228
"Pica isn’t here? Did he not come?"
Dellinger shook his head as he scanned the group, then asked in confusion.
Right now, the strongest combatant in the city should be one of the top executives — the Army Leaders. Pica, who possessed immense strength, was absent, which made him curious.
"We still don’t know the enemy’s identity. Trebol told him to go find out where the enemy is first."
Gladius answered his question.
On the high ground of the Royal Plateau next to the Colosseum, Pica had merged into the rocks. A giant face emerged from the wall, his eyes constantly sweeping across the city for any unusual movements.
Because Dressrosa was divided by a massive wall with the high ground at the center, Pica had to keep changing positions to search. Ironically, he never once looked down at the Corrida Colosseum right below him.
He would never have imagined that the enemy was actually inside the Colosseum — the very place Diamante was in charge of.
"Diamante! What the hell happened?! Where’s the enemy? Do you know their identity?!"
The moment Dellinger stepped inside the Colosseum, he couldn’t help but shout loudly.
However, no one answered him.
The place was already in complete chaos.
All the civilians in the spectator stands had collapsed unconscious.
The swordsmen and gladiators on the arena floor had also fallen, foaming at the mouth. One of them had even been crucified on a wooden frame — probably the work of some particularly cruel swordsman. How pitiful.
Dellinger looked at the miserable scene and didn’t feel any sense of cruelty. Instead, he almost wanted to laugh. The blood in the arena even stirred his fighting fish blood, making him want to fight.
Wait...
Dellinger turned his head back toward the center of the arena. His gaze locked onto the figure crucified on the wooden frame.
The clothes and appearance looked strangely familiar. After taking a closer look...
Wasn’t that Diamante, the one who had called them here?!
"Look! Isn’t that Diamante over there?!"
Dellinger shouted in shock, pointing at the center of the arena.
Everyone followed his gaze and finally saw the person Dellinger was talking about.
Diamante hung there like a corpse, head lowered, arms tied to a cross. If they weren’t so familiar with his outfit, they wouldn’t have recognized that the man who looked like a dead dog was actually one of their top executives.
"How is this possible?! Diamante is one of the top executives of the Donquixote Family! Who could have defeated him so quickly?!"
Lao G shouted in disbelief.
Cold sweat began pouring down the faces of all the executives.
From the moment Trebol contacted them until they arrived at the Colosseum, only a short time had passed. Yet Diamante had already been defeated by this unknown enemy.
Soon after, they reacted. All of them instantly became alert and scanned their surroundings warily.
Since Diamante had been defeated here, it meant the enemy was likely still in the area — they just didn’t know where he was hiding.
"Over there!"
Dellinger suddenly pointed toward the high platform where the commentator was supposed to be.
There, they saw Rorschach sitting leisurely, watching their movements with an amused expression.
"You’re all here. Saves me the trouble of hunting you down one by one."
Rorschach slowly stood up.
The executives below reacted like frightened rabbits, immediately taking up combat stances with wary eyes.
"A few days ago, Doflamingo gave me quite a big gift. So I came here to return the favor."
Rorschach spoke as if he didn’t notice their hostile gazes.
"What nonsense are you spouting?! How dare you attack the Donquixote Family?! We won’t let you off easily!"
"We’re going in!"
Dellinger shouted and charged toward Rorschach along with Machvise.
"Wait—!"
Gladius tried to stop them, but the only response was two whooshing sounds. The two who had charged forward came flying back at several times the speed they had gone in.
Everyone turned their heads in shock. Dellinger and Machvise were now embedded into the wall, eyes rolled back and coughing up blood.
At that moment, Rorschach’s voice came from behind them again.
"Didn’t your mother ever teach you not to interrupt people while they’re talking?"
"Oh right... you guys probably don’t have mothers, do you? You’ve always followed Doflamingo around."
The remaining four executives didn’t dare move. Even they weren’t confident they could defeat Dellinger and Machvise, who had been taken out in an instant.
Especially Gladius, who had just spoken, now looked like he was facing a mortal enemy. He had already recognized Rorschach’s identity.
"May I ask... what grievance does our Donquixote Family have with you, Lord ’Golden Lion II’ Rorschach?"
Gladius spoke in a heavy tone.
"I have nothing to say to small fries like you. Just lie down obediently."
Rorschach instantly appeared in the middle of the four of them.
"Don’t underestimate us! Go to hell!"
The four of them immediately turned around and unleashed their strongest techniques, prepared to fight to the death.
Most of them were extremely loyal to Doflamingo and were willing to die for the family.
This loyalty was something even Monet had inherited. It could be said that Doflamingo’s way of treating his subordinates like family had successfully won their absolute loyalty.
Except for Baby 5, Viola, and the one who had already escaped — Law.
Facing the ultimate moves of the four executives, Rorschach simply transformed into lightning. All of their attacks passed right through his body and struck their own comrades instead.
Before they could even damage Rorschach, they had already injured each other.
The four of them jumped apart at the same time, surrounding Rorschach in a tight formation.
"What?! A Logia-type user?!"
Gladius coughed up blood as he spoke with difficulty.
"Gladius, did you make a mistake? Isn’t that Rorschach supposed to be the user of the Float-Float Fruit? That was clearly the power of a Logia-type Devil Fruit just now!"
Senor Pink, the tough-looking man, questioned loudly.
He had just been caught in Gladius’s explosion and was now covered in wounds. The only thing unharmed was the pacifier in his mouth.
"Impossible! His appearance matches the wanted poster exactly. There’s no doubt it’s him!"
"Then how do you explain the lightning and the way his body turned intangible just now? Don’t tell me one person can eat two Devil Fruits?"
Gladius kept his eyes locked on Rorschach, then slowly spoke:
"That’s the only explanation. Otherwise, there’s no way to explain what just happened to his body."
"Are you joking? Everyone knows that eating two Devil Fruits will make your body explode! No one can eat two Devil Fruits and survive!"
"Then you’ll have to ask the person in front of us. The problem isn’t with the Devil Fruits — it’s with this person’s special constitution!"
All five of them stared at Rorschach with shocked expressions.
After a short discussion, they had come to a conclusion they could barely accept:
The enemy possessed the powers of two Devil Fruits!
As their opponent, this was an extremely chilling revelation.
"Done talking? Since you already attacked me, it’s my turn now."
Rorschach rolled his shoulders and cracked his fingers, a savage smile appearing on his face.
"They’re coming!"
The four executives wore grim expressions and took defensive stances.
Whoosh.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Even though they were fully focused and on guard, they still couldn’t see Rorschach’s movements.
In the blink of an eye, four new craters appeared on the wall, and all four executives had already lost consciousness.
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