Chapter 105: Escape and Return

Of course, Rosinante knew that the Vinsmoke family would fail, but he never expected it to happen so quickly!

And the one who took action was none other than Dragon!

Kap's son, Luffy's father, the leader of the future Revolutionary Army. It could be said that in this chaotic world, he embodied the 'just and honorable' ideals that aligned with Rosinante's values from his previous life.

Could it be that the Vinsmoke family was meant to be defeated by Dragon at this point in time?

Rosinante couldn't make sense of it all. He had underestimated the 'influence' he had brought to this world.

Originally, Dragon was supposed to create a storm in the Ed War Sea and almost obliterate the Flying Pirates, with their ship's helm pierced during the intense battle, turning them into the Golden Rooster Pirates.

But due to Rosinante's influence, the Vinsmoke family's attack in the North Blue went much smoother than 'originally,' drawing Dragon's attention to the injustice occurring there, causing him to leave the Marines early...

"We're in trouble, Duval."

Sighing helplessly, it wasn't surprising that Rosinante felt pessimistic. It was just that the present 'Grandpa' was too strong!

Dragon was almost one of the limits of this world. Even though he was still young (27), he was a presence that the Don Quixote Family wouldn't dare to provoke.

One could even say that if it weren't for Pica's Stone-Stone Fruit, Rosinante and the others would probably have fallen by now.

Just like the other guests attending the banquet.

"Dragon Wind!"

Dragon, who had cleared the area with a single move, didn't stop. Instead, he extended his hand, and a tremendous noise echoed in the sky, resembling the wailing of ghosts and the howling of wolves, as well as the surging of the sea.

Amidst the fierce winds, enormous white tornadoes descended from the sky, raising clouds of dust and sweeping the ruins of buildings into them. It was like a high-speed grinding machine, reducing any creature caught within it to nothing but bone fragments!

Under the moonlight, the enormous tornadoes encircled the world, connecting the sky and the ground. It was as if a divine punishment had descended, surrounding the ruins of the shattered palace. There was no escape for anyone.

"Ah, is this the power of an admiral?"

"Ah, heh... heh heh... we're done for..."

With a single motion, the entire royal city was reduced to ruins. In this city of tens of thousands of pirates, it would be fortunate if a few hundred survived. The godlike power left those who remained with looks of despair.

"Tsk, I wish I knew..."

If only they had acted sooner!

Facing Dragon, who was floating in mid-air, Rosinante had no desire to fight. After all, he couldn't win. And more importantly:

Rosinante had a feeling that even though Dragon hadn't looked their way, his Kenbunshoku Haki had already locked onto him. Even the barrier of the Devil Fruit couldn't eliminate this feeling. That was the reason why Rosinante and the others, who had been hiding underground by Pica, were exposed.

"Duval, take the others and go!"

Since he was already locked onto by Dragon's Haki, Rosinante felt strangely calm.

"Rosinante, what are you saying?"

"We won't leave you behind, no way! We'll fight with him—"

"Fight what!"

Annoyed, Rosinante cut off Toribepo and the others before they could finish speaking, shaking his head.

"We're facing a Vice Admiral... no, a man who's about to become an Admiral. Let alone one percent, there's not even a one in ten thousand chance of victory."

"I can feel it. His Kenbunshoku Haki has locked onto me... and only me."

After saying this, Rosinante turned his head to look at Duval.

"Let's go. Now's not the time for dilly-dallying."

"Got it!"

Without hesitation, Duval turned around and placed his hand on Pica's shoulder.

"Pica, use your power to get us out of here."

"What? Duval—"

Diamante was about to reflexively object, but when he saw a glimmer of light flash under Duval's sunglasses, he instinctively closed his mouth.

"Rosinante, take this."

Removing a ring from his finger, Jora handed it to Rosinante.

Of course, this didn't represent any special meaning. Instead, it was one of the fairy tale props that Jora had created: the Magic Ring!

The Magic Ring that could grant any wish. —From Grimm's Fairy Tales, "The Drummer"

Naturally, Jora's 'Art-Art Fruit' could not actually grant any wish, but it was still capable of blocking attacks.

As for how strong of an attack it could withstand, even Jora wasn't sure.

At the same time, Jora extended her hand and lightly enhanced Rosinante's boots with an agility effect.

"Take care."

Pekoms nodded at Rosinante, then together with Jora, he held onto one of the Germa 66 siblings each. As Pica activated her ability, they suddenly descended underground, seemingly swallowed by the rocky ground.

"Dance Stone Passage!"

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On the other side,

"Take Miss Reiju and leave,"

"Please take care, Lord Whistle Wind—"

The members of the Eight Treasure Water Army who belonged to the Yonko's crew swiftly escorted the young girl Reiju away, leaving only Whistle Wind, also known as 'West Sea Whip,' in place.

"Prepare the rocket launchers!"

As the 'masters' of the Vinsmoke family, of course, they had no intention of retreating. As each elite squad leader armed with a rocket launcher opened fire, a dense barrage of shells shot toward Dragon in the sky.

Ordinary explosions naturally wouldn't harm Dragon, who was a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user. However, as these shells detonated one after another, Dragon's brow furrowed.

"Seastone again?"

These shells were filled with a large amount of powdered Seastone, a trump card the Vinsmoke family used against Devil Fruit users! But—

Explosions engulfed Dragon's figure. However, on Vinsmoke Judge's face, there was no trace of joy, because the enormous tornadoes that connected the sky and the ground had not disappeared.

Whoosh,

The fierce wind swept away the smoke from the explosions, revealing a massive 'wind sphere.'

Within this 'wind sphere' where the very air twisted, Dragon raised his gaze slightly and looked at Vinsmoke Judge, who was charging at him with a high-tech battle spear.

"For the sake of your own desires, you initiated this war..."

"Save your breath!"

The jet-propelled boots under his feet granted him flight capabilities. With the high-tech spear charged with lightning in his hand, Vinsmoke Judge displayed his formidable strength.

"After I unify the North Blue, that will be the time when true peace arrives!"

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Whoosh,

Meanwhile, a figure radiating a metallic gleam shot up into the sky, and his powerful Busoshoku Haki dyed his hands black.

"Diamond Jozu: Flying Stream!"

This figure was indeed Whistle Wind. As he soared, the invisible substance of the wind was torn apart in his wake! Thrusting his hands forward, he solidified the ethereal figure of Dragon that drifted with the wind within his grasp.

Just as Vinsmoke Judge and Whistle Wind launched their attacks one after another, Rosinante silently leaped into the fray. With the Sandai Kitetsu in his hand, cloaked in black-red Haki, he hurled an attack from the side toward Dragon!

"Ogre Slash: Break Steel!"

Although Rosinante knew that Dragon was a 'righteous' character, unfortunately, they were currently on opposing sides.

Even if he couldn't harm Dragon, it would be good to delay him even for a moment.

"Dragon's Wing!"

Faced with the combined assault of the three strongest individuals present, Dragon simply shook his arms to the sides, as if a dragon spreading its wings!

Restrain!

!

The raging wind, carrying the mournful wails of countless souls, howled in all directions.

What's this?

Before they could even dodge, enormous wind blades shot toward Rosinante. Simultaneously, a flash of light passed through the ring on his finger, and a translucent sphere enveloped him.

Winter!

Amidst a resounding collision, the transparent defensive barrier divided the air into two halves—one side was a tumultuous tempest, while the other remained eerily calm, a clear demarcation between the two.

Even though he successfully blocked the wind blades, as Rosinante flicked his finger, the magical ring created by Jora shattered into pieces.

However, it wasn't just one wind blade; there were wind blades coming from all directions, densely packed.

Going all out!

Facing the second onslaught of wind blades, Rosinante took a deep breath. With the Sandai Kitetsu in his hand, he counterattacked in kind!

Clang,

As the Sandai Kitetsu clashed with the wind blade, it emitted a loud and drawn-out collision sound, as if two swordsmen fiercely collided with each other.

However, this was an attack Dragon had casually released. Furthermore, Whistle Wind's wind blades occupied sixty percent, Vinsmoke Judge faced thirty percent, and Rosinante had only one percent of the wind blades to deal with.

But even this mere 'one percent' of seven wind blades was enough to make Rosinante give it his all!

Clang,

In the second ear-piercing screech, Rosinante's hands trembled, and the palm holding the sword burst open, blood seeping out.

Clang,

There was no time to regain his breath. Rosinante swung the Sandai Kitetsu once again, barely blocking the third wind blade—

Clang!

By the time the fourth successive wind blade struck, Rosinante was already covered in blood, and the Sandai Kitetsu in his hand hummed incessantly, struggling against the force of the attack.

It wasn't that the Sandai Kitetsu was weak, nor was it that Rosinante, as its wielder, was weak;

It was simply that the opponent was too strong!

Just by blocking the residual shockwave of Dragon's casually unleashed AOE attack, Rosinante had to give his all!

Whoosh,

The fifth enormous wind blade struck. As Rosinante was flung backward, he no longer had the strength even to lift the Sandai Kitetsu. Moreover, there were still two more wind blades behind—

Is it ending like this?

Facing the onslaught of wind blades, Rosinante didn't feel fear, only a sense of regret.

His own adventure was ending like this—

Whoosh,

Just at that moment, a figure wearing checkered clothing and a mushroom-like hairstyle soared past Rosinante and stood before the wind blades.

Squelch!

Amidst splattering blood, Vergo, with his arms crossed in front of him, was thrown to the side.

"Crescent Moon: Slash!"

Immediately after, a lengthy Western-style sword closely followed, intercepting the sixth wind blade. Although it shattered into fragments in a flash, it still managed to halt the wind blade.

These guys...

"Heh heh heh, I've intervened."

Doflamingo, donned in his pink feathered coat, sped past Rosinante. With both hands extended forward, ten threads shot out, fiercely clamping down on the final wind blade.

"Five-Colored Strings: Cross!"

Crack, crack, crack...

A series of snapping sounds resonated as the threads broke one after another. Doflamingo's threads were cut in the blink of an eye, but the power of the wind blade was also quickly exhausted. With a final squelch, it hit Doflamingo's forehead, breaking the skin with difficulty.

"Indeed, I couldn't leave you behind and escape, because—"

Licking the blood left on his forehead, Doflamingo spread his arms wide and burst into laughter:

"We are the Donquixote Family after all!"

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"You idiots..."

They had a chance to escape, so why did they turn back?

Assisted by Jora, Rosinante muttered with frustration as he shook his head, a smile playing on his lips.

Encountering a group of people like this was enough. They didn't need to be born on the same day or the same year, but they could certainly die together!

It was enough!

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