One Piece: Mandala Swordsman

Chapter 406 The Enraged Doflamingo

"Hey, Sugar, wake up, Sugar!"

Upon seeing Sugar, who was severely injured and unconscious, Torrebol panicked.

This is how to do?

The ability has been removed.

Sugar's hands too...

However, Torrepol was subsequently attacked.

Torrepol may not be very familiar with the four-man group.

But Cyrus, in human form, was all too familiar to him.

At this moment, Cyrus had returned to his human form.

He stared blankly at his own body, feeling a sense of unreality.

Torrepol also recalled everything about Cyrus.

He's a real tough nut to crack.

After occupying the palace, Cyrus actually managed to break into Dover with his own strength, but he was still outmaneuvered and, in a moment of carelessness, Sugar turned him into a toy.

However, because it happened so suddenly, Sugar didn't have time to sign a contract with him, which allowed him to escape.

But even when they become toys, they don't seem to hinder them in the dark.

"Are you mentally prepared? Dover will be here soon. Are you ready to pay the price?"

Torrepol was furious.

"Instead of worrying about us, you should worry about yourself. Her serious injury was due to your inadequate protection. Even if you can deal with us, you probably won't escape blame."

"Why be polite to him? Now that his powers are gone, let alone him, even Doflamingo's position as the ruler of a country will be in jeopardy. We are not afraid of a king who is about to be deposed."

"But we'll still have to fight, which is a real hassle."

"Let's tidy up this plum blossom before that celestial demon arrives."

Cyrus and the Tontatta tribe also assumed a fighting stance.

You, you all... are very good!!!

Torrepol never expected that he would...

The esteemed young master is being so blatantly ignored by these fellows.

"Sticky chains".

As he spoke, Torrepol's body began to secrete mucus.

His body was still contorting, and the thick, slippery mucus secreted from his body shot out over long distances, forming a beaded chain of mucus.

"It feels disgusting." Gran avoided eye contact with obvious disgust.

"But we shouldn't let our guard down. After all, he's a top-ranking official. If this slime gets on him, he probably won't be able to get up."

"We need to take him down before Doflamingo arrives."

“He’s probably just very anxious and agitated right now,” Patch said dismissively.

Then, their domineering aura began to spread across their arms.

The brawl is about to begin.

……

On the other side, in Doflamingo's marching party.

All members of the Don Quixote family are aware of their king's wrath.

Patch is right.

Doflamingo is indeed furious to the extreme right now.

His anger was far greater than Torrepol had anticipated.

Because Dressrosa was his life's work, his trophy.

He put in a lot of effort to obtain it.

But seeing the toys return to human form before his eyes, he already knew that Sugar had met with misfortune.

That means Torrepol is also in a bad situation now.

The toys, now transformed back into humans, wept with joy.

After their return, memories of them began to emerge like mushrooms after rain.

When they saw the faces of those familiar people, they were also moved to tears.

Meanwhile, those unfortunate people who suffered oppression began to cry out their experiences incessantly.

“That bastard Doflamingo, they had his men turn us into slaves.”

“All the toys are people, and they make us work day and night.”

"You can't even imagine what Doflamingo did in those underground factories."

……

Such remarks, like an atomic bomb explosion, quickly swept through this romantic country.

Their ordeal completely exposed the beautiful flowers that had been deeply embedded in the soil, revealing the already rotting corpses within.

The dark side of Dressrosa is already well known to the public.

Doflamingo's malice has once again been exposed to the light of day.

“We’ve all been deceived. He’s not a good king; he’s just a slave owner in the guise of a king.”

"He's a devil."

"Get rid of him, cripple him."

In order to control Dressrosa, Doflamingo had Sugar turn almost half of the country's population into toys.

Now that his powers have been dispelled, more than half of the people in this country harbor a deep-seated hatred for Doflamingo.

"Hahahaha, what a weak and feeble outcry."

Doflamingo wasn't deaf; he had already heard the voices of condemnation.

He could imagine their anger, their desire to tear her apart.

But what does that even mean?

Doflamingo had suffered even deeper hatred.

The more people resent him, the stronger he will become.

As for those lowly people, they are nothing but ignorant and weak fools.

Would these sounds alone scare him away?

No, of course not.

Those were merely nutrients that helped him grow.

Voice and hatred cannot kill.

But I have the ability to drag them into the abyss.

Since this has already happened, let them see what true malice looks like.