Since handing Ace over to Shendu, Doflamingo had been lurking in the shadows, patiently waiting for the right moment. He sought opportunities to strike and observed the unfolding chaos. Shendu's resurgence of fury and control over Drago filled Doflamingo with delight.
As the world's top four powerhouses—Garp, Whitebeard, Sengoku, and Kizaru—besieged Shendu, Doflamingo eagerly anticipated the chance to strike a decisive blow. He reveled in the chaos that could potentially turn the entire world upside down.
A scarlet gleam flickered in Doflamingo's eyes, hinting at the madness that lurked within.
Meanwhile, facing the imminent onslaught, Shendu tossed Ace to Rayleigh and stood upright in front of Drago. There was no sign of him intending to evade the upcoming attacks. His goal was to maximize the effectiveness of the Heart-Softening Spray.
"Father..."
"No!!"
Tears welled in Drago's eyes as he desperately reached out to pull his father away. But it was too late; the four powerful attacks were already in motion.
Boom---------! ! !
A colossal explosion echoed, reverberating throughout the world. The terrifying aftermath obliterated everything in its vicinity. Amusement facilities were shattered, towering trees reduced to charcoal, and flora instantly turned to ash.
When the smoke cleared, Drago's gaze fell upon the back of his fallen father
"Destroy them."
Shendu toppled backward, landing in the arms of Drago. Tears, forced out by the overwhelming emotions, slid down his cheeks. His body was torn apart, and blood gushed uncontrollably, marking the devastating aftermath of the confrontation.
Even if it was a pretense, Drago looked genuinely miserable.
"Father..."
"I will!"
Drago gently placed Shendu on the ground, and an overwhelming murderous aura emanated from him.
Meanwhile, Whitebeard realized his mistake when he saw Shendu throw Ace to Rayleigh, but it was too late to retract the Shock Fruit's attack.
Garp, unaware of the situation, was moved witnessing the touching display of fatherly love and filial piety. He couldn't help but wish that Luffy, Ace, and Dragon could display such filial devotion.
As for Kizaru and Sengoku, they redirected their attention toward Rayleigh. Rayleigh, undeterred, taunted them, showing no fear.
Sensing an ominous feeling, Sengoku and Kizaru exchanged glances.
Suddenly, a chilling, terrifying murderous aura enveloped the entire area. The previously clear sky turned ominous, covered by dark clouds that unleashed torrential rain. The entire paradise took on a somber tone as the dense clouds glared menacingly at everything below.
Following the rain, a hoarse and ominous voice echoed in the sky.
"I will make you remember today's lesson forever!"
Whitebeard, Kizaru, Sengoku, and Garp looked up, bewildered. Drago soared into the air, pointing towards the sky. Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds, creating a low roar.
In the next instant, countless thunder pillars, as thick as arms, descended from the sky. They struck the four, Sengoku and his companions, like a divine punishment.
Faced with this onslaught of thunder, dense as raindrops, the battlefield became a chaotic and electrifying spectacle.
The four had no means of escape and were compelled to defend themselves. However, as time passed, the thunder intensified, growing denser and more powerful, as if it sought to rend everything in the world apart.
Before long, black smoke erupted from their bodies, their hair stood on end, and they suffered varying degrees of trauma. Their attempts to counterattack transformed into a desperate struggle for passive defense. Yet, even in the midst of this chaos, the raging anger in Drago's heart showed no signs of abating.
Suddenly, a terrifying gravitational force manifested, lifting Sengoku and the bodies of the four high into the air before mercilessly slamming them back to the ground. The repeated assaults continued, each one more brutal than the last.
Amidst the thunderous roars and the sickening thuds of bodies hitting the ground, Ace slowly awoke from his coma. Witnessing the torment inflicted upon Whitebeard and Garp, he struggled to break free from Rayleigh's arms, calling out to his father and grandfather.
However, Shendu materialized beside Ace and reassured him, "They won't die. I merely instructed my foolish son to impart a lesson to them."
Ron nodded in agreement, cautious about taking lives indiscriminately in this world. Nevertheless, the severity of this lesson was designed to be unforgettable.
A cold snort from Rayleigh conveyed his disapproval, indicating that he neither desired to intervene nor plead for mercy. His resentment toward Garp and Whitebeard, one considering Ace a son and the other a grandson, added to his reluctance.
Throughout this ordeal, Ron remained silent, watching the events unfold without uttering a word.
Maintaining an indifferent demeanor, Ron continued to enjoy the unfolding spectacle in silence, seemingly unconcerned.
As the four individuals suffered severe injuries, it became evident that they were on the brink of defeat. Drago, with thunder and lightning, crafted a spear with the intent to pierce the heads of his adversaries. However, just as the decisive blow was about to be dealt, the entire paradise ground inexplicably trembled.
As the earth cracked open, the bodies of Sengoku, Garp, Whitebeard, and Kizaru were buried in the ground, leaving only their heads exposed.
"Go to hell!"
"Your souls will regret what you just did, forever!"
Drago prepared to strike with his condensed lightning spear. Yet, at that critical moment, Shendu appeared beside him, hugging him and crying loudly.
"Woo woo woo..."
"I'm relieved of my silly son; let's let them go for now."
Softening his stance, Drago embraced Shendu and expressed concern, "Father... your injury?"
"The power of the Horse Talisman has healed all my injuries."
"That's good."
"Otherwise, I would have killed them today!" Shendu sighed in relief and waved his hand.
Instantly, the earth opened again, releasing Sengoku and Whitebeard.
Upon emerging, Whitebeard, already afflicted by a terminal illness, spat out a mouthful of blood. His once-mighty physique showed signs of tearing, with blood seeping from various wounds. The three Sengokus, struggling to stand, bore expressions of shock and exhaustion.
This overwhelming display of control over natural forces left them awestruck. Thunder, lightning, the earth, and gravity all seemed under the dominion of this monstrous being.
While Sengoku, Garp, and Kizaru caught their breath, a dagger sliced through the air. The blade left ripples in its wake, showcasing its formidable sharpness. The intended target of this lethal weapon was none other than Fleet Admiral Marine: Sengoku!