With time still on his side, Doflamingo quickly contacted all Donquixote Family members, instructing them to search for the pirates in batches and sectors.
Before the pirates caught wind of the situation, they were to maximize their gains through traps and ambushes.
Later, they would decide which pirate groups to attack based on the distribution of the executives.
After a full day of deployment, all Donquixote Family members were in position, and they had invited a large number of pirates to drink with them.
Late at night, as pirates were gradually getting drunk by the Donquixote Family members, the slaughter began silently.
Large groups of heavily intoxicated pirates had their throats slit by the Donquixote Family members beside them.
Even those who remained sober were no match for the onslaught of the Family members.
Only the powerful captains had a chance to escape the encirclement of the Donquixote Family members, but that didn't matter—the ordinary members' targets weren't the pirate captains.
The pirate captains' opponents were the executives of the Donquixote Family, who would clear the obstacles.
"Donquixote Family, how dare you betray me! Just wait until I get out—I'll make you pay dearly!"
A burly, blood-soaked brute, after cutting down three ordinary members in a row, broke out of the encirclement.
He glared furiously as his crew was slaughtered by the Donquixote Family members but didn't dare to stay. After uttering a threat, he tried to leave.
Boom!
A loud crash echoed as a human-shaped object was embedded into a solid wall.
Vergo, tall and sturdy with a fork-shaped mark on his face, walked out holding a pitch-black bamboo stick.
His expression was grim, his eyes filled with indifference toward life.
This was his assigned area.
After finishing one task, he had come to check, only to encounter a fool spouting threats.
With a single strike of his stick, he sent the man to his demise.
Similar scenes were unfolding all over the Kingdom of Dressrosa.
Many pirates roared, vowing to take the Donquixote Family members down with them, while others desperately tried to send messages to their own factions.
They had realized the Donquixote Family had turned against them and needed to inform their respective groups to cease all dealings with the Family in the future.
Standing atop a high vantage point, Doflamingo was drenched in blood.
He had personally slaughtered three pirate crews, cutting everyone into pieces, which only slightly eased the fury burning inside him.
"Doffy, many factions have already called in, condemning our actions and vowing to retaliate," Trebol walked over, his nose dripping, the Den Den Mushi in his hand ringing incessantly.
Doflamingo's sunglasses hid his eyes, making it impossible for anyone to read his thoughts.
Trebol, familiar with Doflamingo, naturally knew that Doflamingo was on the verge of rage.
Doflamingo's heart was bleeding, but he said nothing.
The channels he had worked so hard to establish over such a long time had been destroyed by his own hands.
From now on, the Donquixote Family would face endless suppression, pushing his anger to its peak.
But once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back, and Doflamingo was not one to hesitate.
Since he had started, he would see it through to the end.
If he could eliminate all the selected Pirate Crews, even the larger ones would suffer heavy losses, and whether they could still stand in the New World was another matter.
This world was never short of Pirates—newcomers always replaced the old.
At worst, the Donquixote Family members would just have to spend a little more time re-establishing the channels.
"Doffy, our casualties are also heavy. Over a hundred have been injured or killed so far."
Both Doflamingo and Trebol fell silent at this.
This was no game.
Once a battle began, there would inevitably be deaths. Even though they had launched a surprise attack, they could only minimize the casualties.
The number of Pirates killed today had already exceeded five hundred, and the night was not yet over—the slaughter continued.
But tomorrow would be different.
After this night, the Pirates would no longer fall into the Donquixote Family's traps.
Upon encountering Donquixote Family members, they would attack immediately.
"Tomorrow will be a tough battle," Doflamingo said coldly.
Tonight, not many Donquixote Family executives had taken action, nor had there been any intense fighting, as they needed to conserve their strength for the hard battle tomorrow.
...
At the Donquixote Family base, Raleigh and his group were arranged in guest rooms.
Only two or three members of the family, along with Pica, were responsible for protecting and monitoring Raleigh and the others, as everyone else was fully engaged in the battle.
Pica had completely merged his body into the ground, not daring to release his Observation Haki, relying solely on the vibrations of the earth to judge Raleigh's movements.
But his judgment was mistaken.
He did not know about Raleigh's Devil Fruit ability, nor did he know that Raleigh could move through the air without using Moon Walk.
Thus, he remained unaware that the room he was guarding had long been empty of Raleigh's presence.
Raleigh knocked out the few ordinary members and, under the moonlight, flew into the Donquixote Family's Toy Factory.
"Who are you? I haven't seen you before."
A sleepy-eyed little girl holding a pink rabbit appeared before Raleigh.
With her tender face, milky voice, and pale blue-green hair, she looked like a soft, adorable little girl.
She seemed very frightened, evoking an urge to comfort her.
This was Sugar, one of the Donquixote Family executives.
A Hobby-Hobby Fruit Ability user, one of Doflamingo's trump cards, possessing an incredibly overpowered ability.
Using her loli appearance, she successfully eliminated many troublesome opponents for Doflamingo.
Most importantly, those altered by the Hobby-Hobby Fruit ability were completely erased from this world. No matter who they were, they would never escape her control.
The only way was to avoid giving Sugar any chance to touch them, preventing her from using her Devil Fruit ability.
Now, stumbling and staggering, she rushed toward Raleigh, thinking this would be another easy target to take down.
Until a gleaming blade appeared before Sugar's eyes, pressing against her forehead.
Sugar dared not move any further, afraid that Raleigh might accidentally plunge the blade into her brain.
"I know you, the Hobby-Hobby Fruit Ability user. It's said that anyone you touch becomes a toy under your control, especially disappearing from people's memories. As long as you don't lift the ability, everyone forgets that person ever existed."
Cold sweat dripped down Sugar's back.
She wasn't a real loli, so she naturally understood the meaning behind Raleigh's words.
Although the Hobby-Hobby Fruit was incredibly overpowered, its biggest flaw was the need to touch others.
Sugar wasn't a combat specialist, she had no martial skills and couldn't get close to Raleigh.
Most of the time, she used her ability on people who were caught off guard or captured and delivered by members of the Donquixote Family.
Thus, when her name and Devil Fruit ability were called out, she could only resign herself to her fate.
Raleigh knew that simply knocking Sugar unconscious would free those turned into toys, but he didn't want to do that just yet.
He planned to wait until Doflamingo completed his mission before passing judgment on the Donquixote Family.
So, Sugar couldn't release her ability now.
His blade shifted to Sugar's neck, and a gentle breeze lifted her from the ground.
"Don't make a sound, and don't move. Otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't accidentally kill you."
Raleigh's cold words left Sugar trembling as she was taken captive by him.
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