I agreed to win with Roger, but the guy I met was too young Chapter 108

Rhett still sat lazily on the throne formed of blood mist, his single hand propping up his chin, not even bothering to lift an eyelid.

Moria, Enel, Tesoro, and others stood in front of Rhett.

“Heh heh, want to challenge the Captain?” Tesoro was the first to step forward, a contemptuous smile on his lips. “You’ll have to get past us first, little birds.”

A golden tide instantly spread from his feet. The gold in the storage room began to flow, pouring into the sea, surging like waves, and directly rushing towards the Donquixote Family’s ship!

Diamante’s face changed, and he hastily swung his sword to strike, but was directly sent flying by the golden giant wave.

“The Gold Emperor… truly lives up to his reputation!” Saying so, he charged towards Tesoro.

One has to say, these family members of the Flamingo are quite loyal. Even knowing they can’t win, they still want to defend Doflamingo’s face??

Golden waves surged beneath his feet. Tesoro stood atop a golden colossus, looking down at his opponent from a commanding height.

“In my domain—”

He slowly raised his hand, and the gold of the entire sea surged, transforming into countless sharp spears, aimed at the charging Diamante.

“You don’t even have the right to struggle.”

Before his words faded, the golden spears shot out abruptly! Diamante frantically swung his sword to block, but his metal armor was assimilated the moment it touched the gold, and his sword blade shattered. His pupils constricted—

“Golden Divine Punishment: Domination.”

One has to say, what kind of Captain, what kind of crew. If this were in reality, Rhett would be digging out a three-bedroom apartment, but in this world of hot-blooded manga, it felt just right.

Tesoro clenched his five fingers, and Diamante’s armor solidified completely, imprisoning him into a golden sculpture. Waves crashed against the statue, producing a dull echo.

“Pitiful ant.”

He turned, and the gold disintegrated, returning to a flowing golden tide on the deck. Tesoro stepped towards Rhett, gold paving a brilliant path beneath his feet.

From where he stood, Rhett could still look down at him.

“Captain, it’s done.”

Rhett propped his chin, the smile in the blood mist deepening.

“Well done, Boss Tezz.”

Tesoro placed a hand on his chest and bowed slightly.

“An opponent of this level… doesn’t even count as a warm-up, Captain.”

Then he turned and stood to Rhett’s right, quietly overlooking the battlefield.

Moria’s massive body slowly emerged from the darkness, his grinning mouth revealing sharp fangs. He lazily stretched his arms, while the shadows beneath his feet twisted into countless tentacles, greedily licking the deck.

“Hehehehe……”

“Before darkness, your mucus is meaningless.”

Ever since Moria became a slacker, his shadow form has been ugly.

Trebol’s viscous body suddenly expanded, and venom poured down like rain! But Moria didn’t even move his feet, merely snapping his fingers gently—

“Shadow Box: Strangulation.”

In an instant, countless dark shadows sprang from the deck, forming a sharp cage that tightly imprisoned Trebol. Dark shadow spikes pierced through the mucus, making a “hissing” corrosive sound. Trebol was horrified to find that his Devil Fruit ability was being devoured by the shadows!

“Impossible! How could my mucus…”

A playful glint flashed in Moria’s eyes. His somewhat robust body suddenly transformed into countless bats, scattering, then reassembling behind Trebol. He leaned in and whispered into the other’s ear:

“Hehehe… your nightmare has just begun.”

As he closed his five fingers, the shadow box suddenly tightened! Amidst Trebol’s screams, Moria leisurely pulled out a bottle of soda and took a swig.

“Captain, should I leave him alive?”

Rhett nodded slightly. Crushing was normal; one should know that the Flamingo only barely reached the level of a Shichibukai, while Rhett’s crew, apart from a few non-combatants, all had at least top-tier Shichibukai strength.

Next was the battle of our chuunibyou youth, Enel.

Golden lightning exploded between the clouds. Enel sat cross-legged in the void, his thunder drums suspended behind him. He propped his chin with one hand, looking down at the stone giant below with an impatient expression.

Just as he was about to show off his skills to impress the Captain, Doflamingo stepped forward to stop the fight.

Doflamingo suddenly raised his hand, and countless threads shot out like lightning, forcibly pulling Pica back from Enel’s lightning. His laughter was still arrogant, but his tone had subtly softened a few degrees:

“Fufufufu… that’s enough.”

Enel’s thunder drums were still humming. He narrowed his eyes in displeasure: “Hey, Pink-haired Bird, what do you mean by this?”

Doflamingo’s sunglasses reflected the dazzling lightning. He slowly raised his hands, making a gesture of surrender: “I admit…”

His mouth twisted, as if saying these words made him very uncomfortable, “The strength of Bloody Dawn truly far exceeds my expectations.”

The deck was silent. Tesoro and the other two ignored Doflamingo and turned to look at Rhett on the throne.

Rhett finally moved a finger, and the blood mist throne slowly descended. He tilted his head, revealing a playful smile: “Oh? Giving up already?”

Rhett looked at this Flamingo with ulterior motives. If he didn’t beat him into submission today, he would definitely pull some tricks. It seemed the effect was significant.

Cold sweat seeped from Doflamingo’s forehead, but the smile remained on his face: “Captain Rhett’s crew members are truly powerful.”

He took off his sunglasses, revealing his ambitious eyes, “I hope Captain Rhett’s ship can fully support the development of my forces.”

“Fully?” Tesoro sneered, his golden rings glinting in the sunlight. “Are you worthy? Before the battle, we might have been able to talk, but after the battle, it’s a different price.”

Doflamingo’s fingertips trembled slightly but quickly steadied: “Fufufu… perhaps I’m not worthy now.”

He looked directly at Rhett, “But give me time… I will prove my worth. Don’t you want to ascend to be the king of the world? Do you want the World Nobles to step on your head?”

Why did those words sound so familiar? Didn’t Tesoro say something similar? Never mind.

The sea breeze swept across the deck, carrying a salty scent. Rhett was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter:

“Interesting!” He stood up, blood mist surging behind him like a cloak. “Flamingo, I’m liking you more and more.”

Doflamingo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but on the surface, he still maintained his arrogant demeanor: “So… the cooperation continues?”

Rhett snapped his fingers, and the blood mist instantly dispersed: “I won’t give you any help, and of course, I won’t hinder you. Since you want to show your worth, then show it to me.”

Provoking him, of course, would come at a price. It couldn’t be the price discussed earlier.

He grinned, revealing his stark white teeth, “But remember…”

Rhett stopped speaking.

“Next time you dare to test us,” Tesoro continued, gold condensing into a sharp spear in his palm, “it won’t be so simple.”

Doflamingo put his sunglasses back on, his pink feathered coat flapping in the wind: “Fufufufu… I look forward to our next meeting.”

“Well done. I don’t mind helping you kill off those World Noble aristocrats who rejected you from returning.”

Doflamingo suddenly turned to stare at Rhett: “Fufufufu, I’m truly looking forward to it, Captain Rhett.”

As the Donquixote Family’s ship slowly sailed away, Enel grumbled in dissatisfaction: “Tch, this god hasn’t even brought down divine punishment yet…”

Rhett agreeing to the Flamingo was actually quite simple.

The Flamingo wanting to see his strength was one aspect; to put it bluntly, he was still unconvinced working under Rhett. This beating made him submit. And as the saying goes, the Flamingo had a strong interest in killing all the World Nobles.

Rhett didn’t dislike ambitious and capable people.

Wasn’t it easy for the prescient Rhett to manipulate a small red bird? Heh heh.