Chapter 181

159, Doflamingo, death!

Doflamingo's entire face was deformed and twisted. The white-wave ground within a radius of ten meters around him sank downwards under the terrifying power of this impact cannon, as if he was hitting a whole rice cake with a hammer. A huge deep well was smashed out of the ground that turned into white waves!

The shock wave dissipated, and Doflamingo was lying in the deep well of white waves, covered in blood and looking extremely miserable.

"This punch is for the students who were almost killed by you!"

Zefa stood at the edge of the white-wave deep well, looking at Doflamingo below with a cold and solemn expression.

He raised his left fist, and his burly muscles suddenly bulged, his veins were exposed, and his energy and blood gathered.

The domineering aura of his armor hardened, making his entire arm as black as iron.

Spiral waves of hot air wrapped around his dark arms, and finally converged on his big black fist.

"This punch is for the families of my dead students!"

Without any hesitation, Zefa swung this punch towards Doflamingo, who was seriously injured and dying below.

Another punch shattered the air, creating an air cannon formed by the impact.

It fell hard on Doflamingo.

At this moment, he had no energy left to resist or dodge.

Bang!

The well grows deeper again.

"This punch was punched by me for the right arm that was taken away from you."

Zefa's right hand crusher blasted out again.

The well becomes wider and deeper.

"This punch was given by me to the person who was harmed by the evil you did."

Bang!

After this punch, the white-wave world returned to normal rocky ground.

However, Zefa still did not stop. The giant crusher on his right arm and his left fist took turns punching out, and the earth shook continuously.

The deep well was unbearable and cracked from the middle. Huge cracks spread in all directions, and then collapsed. The ground with a radius of one kilometer suddenly collapsed, forming a large broken pit that tilted towards the center.

…

The earth stopped shaking.

On the flower field at the top of the hill.

Standing not far from Cyrus and Rebecca, the black-haired boy with his eyes closed smiled and said, "It's over."

"Does it mean to decide the winner? Who wins?!"

Cyrus asked quickly.

However, Ron did not answer him. He just said to Ai Yin beside him: "Let's go."

"Um."

Ai Yin nodded.

The two of them used Shao and disappeared in place.

Cyrus and Rebecca were left standing there looking confused.

In the end, they still didn't know who the black-haired boy with the black knife hanging from his waist was?

I don't know what the relationship between him, the sea-blue curly-haired beauty beside him, and the former admiral of the navy, Black-Wristed Zefa, are? Why did they come to Dressrosa together?

What happens to Doflamingo and the Don Quixote family now?

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Ron and Ai Yin came to the broken pit with a radius of one kilometer at the foot of the flower field hill.

Zefa stood there with his head lowered, the giant crusher still stained with Doflamingo's blood.

"Teacher Zefa..."

Ain called him.

Zefa hummed and asked without turning his head: "How is the Don Quixote family doing?"

"Kill them all."

Ron said calmly.

"Is that so..."

Zefa let out a gentle breath, which was very long, as if he wanted to spit out all the hatred, grievance and anger he had accumulated.

"Teacher Zefa, where is Doflamingo? Is he dead?"

Ai Yin couldn't help but ask.

"There's still one breath left."

Zefa lowered his head and looked down at the giant deep well in the center of the entire broken pit. At the bottom of the deep well, Doflamingo, whose body was almost flattened, was lying there in a large shape, with a large amount of blood spurting out from his body and spreading all around. of ground.

Ron stepped to the edge of the pit.

Doflamingo, who still had a hint of consciousness, looked at the old man and the young man looking down at him, maintaining a motionless posture, and even his heart was almost completely still, as if he was really dead.

In fact, countless threads in his body were frantically repairing his damaged internal organs.

"Don't look at him as if he is dead now. Give him some time and he will be able to move back to his active state soon." Zefa looked down at Doflamingo who was deep in the well, and whispered: "He is really a tenacious guy. Woolen cloth."

He looked at Ai Yin and Ron beside him: "The account I asked him to settle has been settled. Ai Yin and Ron, the rest will be left to you."

"It's what I asked for."

Ai Yin didn't hesitate at all, and immediately drew his sword and slashed downwards.

A flying slash magnified rapidly in Doflamingo's eyes. He roared crazily in his heart and used his last strength to create a layer of white spider web on the surface of his body. However, it was still not enough to block the slash. His body was directly hit by this slash. The slash was cut in half.

However, Doflamingo was still not dead. Countless threads emerged from the wounds on his body and were entangled together, as if they were trying to connect the upper and lower halves of his body.

"It's such an ugly struggle. It turns out that Tenyasha, one of the majestic Shichibukai, is so afraid of death."

With Ron's calm words, he pulled the trigger of the silver revolver in his hand.

Bang!

A ray of silver light came through the air, directly piercing the center of Doflamingo's eyebrows as his pupils shrank.

"But, damn...I...how could I die...how could I die in a place like this..."

"I am... a man who was born to be a king... "

"I am... a Celestial Dragon... ah..."

"How could I... die in the hands of such a guy... How could I... die here..."

"I won't accept this...!!"

"Ron, Zephyr!"

As Doflamingo gnashed his teeth and roared towards the sky like a last gasp,

his consciousness completely dissipated, his bloodshot eyes turned gray, and his tenacious vitality completely dissipated.

The white threads that sustained his life withered in an instant like plants, and then disappeared.

The broken part where Doflamingo was cut in half, without the support of those white threads, a large amount of internal organs and blood gushed out, and soon formed a pool of blood.

His body, which was cut in two, lay in the pool of blood, his eyes wide open with resentment and unwillingness.

One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Tian Yasha, Donquixote Doflamingo.

Death!

160, huge crisis! "Fire Disaster" Jin!

After Ron shot Doflamingo to death, his heart was not shaken at all.

Ever since he felt the undisguised malice in Doflamingo, he, who was identified by the flying squirrel as a person with a vengeful character, had imagined this scene countless times in his heart.

But when this scene really came true and Doflamingo really died at his hands, his heart was not shaken at all.

Doflamingo, it turns out that he is just like this...

Unlike his calmness, Ain seemed very excited, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and she murmured to herself: "Kill him, finally... revenge."

"Huh..."

Zefa sighed: "In this way, those who died at his hands can rest in peace."

"Yeah, sure!"

Ain nodded vigorously and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Ron let go of his hand and let the silver revolver in his hand fall into the rippling void in front of him.

Zefa turned his head and looked at Ron: "Boy, Doflamingo is dead, it's time for you to go back."