tors" sent by his department, a sunny smile on his face."You two are truly the masters of this department..."He blinked.Please give me your instructions. For example, you could say:* "Translate this t...Burning will make the world and all things emit different smells.

A blank sheet of paper and a damp tree are completely different—the smell of expensive wild boar meat and human flesh cooking is similar, but 10-year-old Dovalmingo hasn't tasted meat in a long time.

Flames rose before my eyes, and the pitch-black night sky was bathed in the crimson glow of the raging fire.

Shouts, curses, insults, yells, hatred, and scorn… The sound of explosions cracking the walls woke him from his pain, a cacophony of noise rushing past him.

His eyes were blindfolded, his body tied to the city wall, as if he were a condemned criminal awaiting execution.

"They're a family of Celestial Dragons!!!"

"Don't kill them, let them live in torment!!"

“...”

Countless people stood beneath the city walls, angrily shouting at Don Quixote and his family hanging from them.

They hurled stones, rotten vegetables, foul eggs, and trash at the few people on the wall like a hailstorm.

Doflamingo felt something sticky splashing on his face, and then it ran down.

He heard his father's sorrowful cries.

It's ironic, isn't it... Father.

You renounced your noble Celestial Dragon status, believing that this was compassion and mercy, thus approaching commoners and living a peaceful and friendly life with them.

But did you see it

Oh no, your eyes have been covered too, you can't see.

But can you hear it

Their greedy breaths, their ferocious laughter, their desires near boiling over...

Father!! This is the commoner you've been talking about wanting to get close to!

Did they thank you

No!!!

What they saw was God coming down from heaven!!

This is the foolishness of mankind, this is the weakness of mankind!!

Who could resist the temptation to trample upon such a great "god"

They just want to step on the fallen god, and spit at him!

Are you crying

Ha ha ha ha... what's the use of crying at this point

Doflamingo suddenly felt like laughing.

The flames gradually crept upward, billowing heat waves licking at the walls.

He smelled the aroma of barbecue.

His feet were almost cooked.

The insults are still continuing,

Countless rotten garbage is thrown from all directions.

Two lines of blood seeped from Doflamingo's eyes, listening to this overwhelming torrent of abuse, he finally couldn't help but let out a cruel laugh:

Hehehehehe!!!

He clenched his fists tightly.

Remember this, you bunch of...

"I will not die..."

He grinned, revealing blood-streaked teeth.

That was the last vestige of his pride.

When the crowd saw this, their faces changed color.

Although the torture of the Draco-humans allowed them to vent their inner resentment and anger, the fear within them still existed.

"No matter how you torture me, I will survive...hahahahahahaha!!!"

Doflamingo raised his head, looking down at the motionless crowd with a contemptuous expression:

They may watch him burn to death on these walls, but they won't see me begging for mercy!!

I am a Tianlong person!!!

The greatest being in the world!!!

Doflamingo roared with rage in his heart, his lips gradually parting wide to reveal a defiant smile:

Then I will kill all of you!!

Not one left!!

……

The scene suddenly changed.

In the dilapidated room, dirt filled the air and forlorn corners were piled high with trash and debris.

Flies buzzed, and the warm sunlight outside failed to penetrate this damp, chilly room.

Clutching his own hand tightly, he slowly and weakly let it fall.

Doflamingo stared blankly at his motionless mother on the bed, his pupils seemingly out of focus.

Beside her, a sob escaped Rosalinda.

"Sorry, Doflamingo."

Sitting by the bedside, his father spoke in a low voice, his eyes red and his face ashen.

"Sorry... was that helpful"

Doflamingo suddenly laughed.

laughing maniacally.

Laughing so hard, tears streamed down my face.

"It's all your fault, hahahahahaha...... It's all your fault!!"

He laughed maniacally and pulled out a gun.

The gun barrel was pointed at his father.

"If it wasn't for you, mother wouldn't have died."

"If it weren't for you, our family would still be happily living in this world!"

"If it weren't for you, I would still be a superior celestial being!!!"

Don Quixote, seeing his own son raise a gun, was filled with terror, but quickly smiled in resignation.

Smiling gently.

Bang!

Gunshot.

The Heavenly Dragon person slowly fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

"Sorry, Doflamingo..."

He mumbled.

In a vision gradually stained red with blood, blurring,

His own biological son,

laughing and crying.

…………

The screen kept flickering.

Under the weight of silent pressure,

A blond child, carrying a blood-soaked head, ascended the white and sacred steps of heaven one by one.

My head is still bleeding.

Her expression was frozen in a gentle smile.

Soon he saw the five aged figures.

They stood above the clouds, like gods overlooking this world.

'This should be my life.'

Doflamingo murmured to himself.

Then, he raised the head of his own father and coldly addressed the five highest powers in the world government:

"I want to become a Celestial Dragon again."

What awaited him were five pairs of contemptuous, mocking, sarcastic, and indifferent eyes.

The Don Quixote family, are betrayers.

"You have no right to continue living in this holy land."

"Go back."

"You are no longer a Celestial Dragon."

Also, clean the Stairway to Heaven.

…………

Doflamingo finally cleaned the Stairway to Heaven.

Then he boarded a merchant vessel, arriving at the North Sea like a bereaved dog.

Several hooligans and scoundrels came after him.

They knelt before him.

Listen well... Doflamingo... You are the king.

"You are never to harbor any dissent."

One day, you will become the king of this sea.

Yes, I am the king.

One day, I will become the king of this vast ocean.

"I am Doflamingo!! I will become the king of this sea!!"

"World Government, Five Elders, Celestial Dragons… I will destroy this world, destroy everything you rule!!"

"I want—"

Slap!!

A powerful punch woke Doflamingo suddenly, jolting him awake from his sleep.

My face burned with a fiery pain.

No, it's not just on my face, every part of my body, there's no place that doesn't hurt.

He was dumbfounded.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to disturb your dream, but you're too loud."

A low voice sounded.

Doflamingo saw a black-haired Marine, with his legs crossed and a lit cigar in his mouth, nonchalantly shrugging at him.

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