Novel Full Chapter 357: Face-Face Fruit
Chapter 357: Chapter 357: Face-Face Fruit
Upon hearing these words, Doflamingo was absolutely livid.
This nobody actually dared to mock his outfit!
If the current situation weren’t so delicate, he would’ve killed her on the spot!
Though he was seething inside, all he could do was furrow his brow in irritation.
Just then, Kaido spoke again.
“I heard… you wanted to be my father?”
That nearly made Doflamingo’s knees buckle in terror.
’What the hell? Me, your father? Good god, what kind of nonsense is this?!’
While Doflamingo was still reeling in confusion, Kaido continued.
“I heard… you wanted to rip off my daughter’s leg?”
“I heard… you wanted my daughter to warm your bed?”
“I heard… you said my genes were pretty good?”
“I heard… you wanted to slaughter my entire family?”
With each sentence, Kaido took a step forward.
With each word, his bull-like eyes grew redder with fury.
By the time he finished speaking, Kaido’s face was twisted into a vicious grin.
Hearing all this, Doflamingo was stunned.
His beady eyes darted frantically between Yamato and Kaido.
And then—it clicked.
’Oh.’
’Oh no.’
’I’m screwed!’
Sure enough, the moment he realized the truth, an explosive roar thundered through the air.
The surroundings instantly erupted with lightning and thunder.
“THUNDER BAGUA!!!”
All Doflamingo saw was the massive club already inches from his face.
The next second, his entire body was sent flying horizontally!
He didn’t even have time to defend himself.
Blood sprayed, his glasses shattered, and several teeth flew straight into Sengoku’s face—nearly embedding themselves in it.
As he soared through the air, only one thought remained in Doflamingo’s mind:
’Why didn’t you say so earlier?! You should’ve told me! Why didn’t you just say it?! You should’ve said something!’
If Yamato had just spoken a single word, he’d have sent her off with a bow!
If she had just used Thunder Bagua once…
He would’ve played dead immediately!
But why… didn’t she say anything?!
With that final thought, Doflamingo drifted peacefully into unconsciousness.
That club had even knocked out Gear Fourth Luffy in one hit—you think it was just for show?
Watching Doflamingo collapse, Vir could only sigh.
Ah, youth…
Meanwhile, Sengoku watched as Vir confidently prepared to treat Whitebeard, his expression growing increasingly anxious.
This brat… he might actually pull it off.
But if he succeeds, wouldn’t the Marineford forces get steamrolled by this army of absolute units?!
At this moment, Sengoku deeply understood the importance of battlefield medics.
This was outright broken!
Severe injuries? No problem. Already dead? Just wait right there!
Handing out revives like candy—how the hell were they supposed to fight this?!
Stewing in frustration, Sengoku immediately decided to call the Five Elders.
His opening line would be: “The enemy is cheating! This is unplayable!”
If the Five Elders didn’t intervene, the Marines were as good as finished today.
Fortunately, the Five Elders could arrive quickly—they had a teleportation array.
Though the cost was high, desperate times called for desperate measures!
If they had to fly here normally…
Well, by the time they arrived, it’d be like, “Where’s my giant Marine Headquarters? I swear it was right here! It’s gone!”
That’s exactly how it would go.
But just as Sengoku was about to make the call, the arrival of a ship made him pause.
The Red Force docked, and Shanks stepped off, his expression grim as he eyed Vir—the source of all this chaos.
Walking up to Kaido, he spoke calmly to Vir.
“Vir, was it? Give me a face—take Whitebeard somewhere else. This isn’t the place for treatment.”
Vir glanced sideways at him.
The “Face-Face Fruit” user had activated his powers!
Mixed with a hefty dose of Conqueror’s Haki—Shanks’ Haki was indeed formidable, but it wasn’t enough to pressure Vir.
The question was… should he give him face?
Relocating would reduce his gains.
Whitebeard’s soul might even drift away… and that was not a good outcome.
From every angle, it seemed impossible to grant this request.
Staring at the three scars over Shanks’ eye and his missing left arm, Vir responded coolly:
“How about you give me face instead? Stay out of this, yeah?”
That instantly drew sharp looks from Kaido and the others.
Damn, this guy’s got guts!
Even Bullet shot him an approving thumbs-up.
But Shanks’ frown deepened.
Shanks: “What face do you have for me to give?”
Vir: “Oh? Then what face do you have?”
That finally sparked a flicker of anger in Shanks’ eyes.
“Brat, don’t push this too far. It won’t end well for anyone. If we join in forcing you out… you’ll have no choice but to leave, right?”
As he spoke, the Red Hair Pirates stepped forward behind him, their hostile glares making their stance clear.
Leave now—or we’ll make you.
But before the tension could escalate further…
A golden-haired figure descended from the sky, his mane flowing in the wind.
Behind him—the Whitebeard Pirates, eyes burning with determination!
They had zero intention of giving Shanks any face.
Right now, their father lay on the ground.
The only doctor who could save him was right here.
And Shanks thought a single sentence would make them leave?
Sorry.
Today—we’re not going anywhere!
As they landed, Ace adjusted his hat with a finger wreathed in white flames, his face shadowed with fury.
Marco, his foot planted on a squirming Teach, ignited in pale blue flames, his gaze darkening.
Jozu’s body half-transformed into glittering diamond as he crouched, ready to charge.
Vista lit a cigarette and slowly drew his twin blades—sparks already flying.
The battlefield was a powder keg—and the fuse was lit.
“Kid, you didn’t think he was alone here, did you?”
At the forefront, the Golden Lion, puffing on two cigars, glared at Shanks with undisguised annoyance.