CHAPTER 297: CHAPTER 297: THE DONQUIXOTE FAMILY’S DEMISE

Chapter 297: The Donquixote Family’s Demise

Boom! Boom!

Boom! The area outside the royal palace was a scene of devastation.

The four-way chaotic battle between the Marines, the Donquixote Family, the Whitebeard Pirates, and the Straw Hat crew was gradually coming to an end.

"Pica, Baby-5, Señor..."

Vergo lay dying in a pool of blood, his tired gaze sweeping over the surrounding ruins.

His comrades were either dead or injured. Even the Marines, who had a common enemy, would not offer them any aid.

In contrast, the Straw Hat crew and the Whitebeard crew had one powerful figure after another running rampant on the battlefield, beating the Marines into a steady retreat.

A sense of desperate powerlessness emerged in Vergo’s heart. His whole body was shattered, and he could no longer fight.

At this point, how could he not understand? They would not be getting any reinforcements.

"Coming to my senses... cough... cough, cough!"

"...Sorry, Doffy."

Vergo struggled to turn over, looking at the sky wearily, and murmured, "So, the Donquixote Family ceased to exist from that moment."

"And we are just a group of walking dead, dominated by hatred..." Vergo laughed at himself with a bitter smile.

He closed his eyes, and the faces of the family members who had gradually joined the family since its establishment appeared in his mind.

The stupid woman who would help those who asked for it without regard for her own life; the perverted gentleman who still wore ill-fitting baby clothes; the sisters who never left their grapes and dreamed of becoming birds...

Every member who was saved from a tragic experience and joined, pledging their loyalty to the family.

"Vergo!"

Gladius jumped over anxiously, squatted down, and tried to help him up. "How are you? Can you still move?"

"Don’t worry about me, Gladius."

Vergo’s voice was hoarse. He weakly pushed his hand away. "...Run. Get out of here. Don’t think about revenge anymore."

"What are you talking about, Vergo! The kind of thing like abandoning my family and running away..."

Gladius’s teeth chattered. "I won’t give up on avenging the young master either. As long as we regroup, one day..."

"There won’t be that day."

A cold voice came from behind, and a dark shadow fell over them.

Gladius’s pupils constricted in shock. A cold sweat ran down his back. He stiffly turned his head.

A sturdy, blond man stood straight behind him, looking down at him with a pair of calm eyes.

"Revenge, of course, is a one-time opportunity."

A scarlet glint flashed in Reiner’s eyes. He smiled coldly. "If you fail, you should be mentally prepared for retaliation."

"Black Snake Reiner!" Veins popped on Gladius’s forehead. His black-armored arm swelled up in circles. He clenched his fist and punched upwards!

"Black Feather Arm Cannon!!"

Boom!!

The fist solidly struck Reiner’s chest. The swelling arm instantly caused a violent explosive impact, with firelight and rolling smoke.

"Hahaha! I am a Burst-Man who ate the Pop-Pop Fruit! I can make my own body or any inorganic object I touch swell up and explode!"

"I didn’t expect you to be so careless as to get close to me!"

A triumphant look flashed in Gladius’s eyes, and he revealed a sinister grin. "To be hit head-on by my explosion at such close range, even you can’t be unharmed!"

"Not necessarily."

The smoke and gunpowder dissipated, revealing Reiner’s tall and straight figure, his entire body wreathed in Armament Haki like a ferocious demon.

One hand was on Gladius’s arm, gripping it tightly. Reiner brushed the dust from his chest. Before the other’s terrified eyes, he raised his thick, veined arm and clenched his fist.

"I... I..."

Gladius’s pupils shrank to a pinprick and trembled. He subconsciously took a step back. Fear occupied his mind, and he was on the verge of begging for mercy.

In the end, he did not retreat further.

Instead, he gritted his teeth against his fear, and anger erupted from his eyes.

"Go to hell! Blast Festival!!"

Gladius let out an explosive roar. His body rapidly swelled, clearly intending to detonate himself like a bomb.

Judging from the fact that his arm still existed after the previous explosion, it seemed that detonating his body would not cause him any physical injury.

Without letting him continue to swell and thus increase the explosive power...

Reiner’s eyes hardened. An astonishing amount of Haki erupted from his fist, and he smashed it down on the bloated, pufferfish-like body before him!!

"Annihilating Rush Fist: Pierce!!"

Bang!!

A suffocating Haki impact from his fist instantly pierced through Gladius’s chest, embedding his entire massive body into the ground!

"Pfft—!!"

His five viscera and six bowels were all shattered. Gladius opened his mouth and spat out dark red blood, his eyes rolling back as his soul nearly flew from his body.

Knowing that there was no way for him to live, a ruthless look appeared in Gladius’s eyes. He gritted his teeth and, with the last of his strength, detonated his bloated body.

"Burst!!"

Boom!!!

A dazzling light shot out. A violent explosive energy ravaged out from Gladius’s body, transforming into an impact that mercilessly destroyed everything in the surroundings!!

The violent explosion caused the ground to shake unceasingly. A mushroom cloud rolled up into the sky above the royal palace, attracting the attention of all the civilians on the island.

"What kind of battle is breaking out up there?"

"First an earthquake and a tsunami, then a firestorm, and now a huge explosion."

"Who on earth is fighting the Donquixote Family?"

A man with long, curly hair stood on one leg on the street, his face grave as he looked up at the high ground.

"Could it be the Marines?"

"No, I have to hurry over."

After the toy incident just now, the people had all learned the truth behind this country and had also recovered the memories of those who had been turned into toys and forgotten.

Thinking of Rebecca, who might have gone to the royal palace, Kyros gripped the longsword in his hand and forcefully jumped towards the royal palace on his one remaining leg.

The smoke and gunpowder from the explosion gradually dissipated. Reiner’s figure slowly walked out, leaving behind Vergo and Gladius, who lay on the ground, chests pierced and lifeless.

Hatred had already occupied their minds. For any enemy whose goal was to kill him, Reiner would not give them any chance to leave.

Dragging his dripping fist, step by step, like the tolling of a death knell, he walked towards all the cadres of the Donquixote Family in the arena.

Inside the royal palace, in a dark room.

The undead Reiner sat on a sofa. A sharp shadow blade extended from the ground, pressing against the throat of Miss Bakkin, who was kneeling on the ground, covered in a cold sweat.

"Another question. Did you contact Kaido?"

"No! I didn’t tell him the news about the Whitebeard crew!"

Miss Bakkin shook her head in terror and hurriedly explained, "The people from the World Government don’t dare to go to war with Kaido. If he came, I would definitely be abandoned. At that time, that guy would absolutely not spare me."

"Since you chose to betray Kaido and cooperate with the World Government, why did you still risk attacking the Whitebeard crew?"

Reiner continued in a low voice. "If it was just to swallow up the Donquixote’s underground industry, having the people from CP0 make a move would have been enough."

"I... I have dealt with the World Government before."

Miss Bakkin hesitated, then looked around as if worried someone was secretly listening. She clenched her hands and said with a dim expression, "I can’t trust them..."

(End of Chapter)

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