Doomsday, starting from One Piece World

The waters near Dressrosa.

Two huge warships are speeding on the sea. The large-caliber cannons on both sides of the warships seem to represent power.

In the captain's room of the leading warship, Vergo looked through the window, looking at the red light that seemed to cut through the sky and the huge Pika, the God of Destruction, which was split into two halves, and fell into deep silence.

"Dover."

"It's Vergo." Doflamingo's voice no longer sounded as arrogant as before. He said in a deep voice, "What's going on over there in Dressrosa?"

Vergo still had the same poker face with no expression on his face: "Pika's defeat has been decided."

"Really..." Doflamingo's figure on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his voice sounded a little sad:

"You should have time to destroy the factory, and then just play the role of Vice Admiral. It was my absence in Dressrosa... that caused the deaths of the cadres..."

beep - beep -

The phone was hung up, and Vergo looked at the dazzling red arc in the distance with an expressionless expression.

Since Dover didn't mention Doug, he had already made his attitude clear.

I'm afraid... Dover doesn't intend to fight an enemy whose strength has touched the threshold of the Shichibukai for the sake of the Kingdom of Dressrosa, which has no use value.

Speaking of which, that incident had such a profound impact on Dover that it had become a belief that he could endure.

……

Dressrosa Kingdom.

As the toys turned into humans, all memories were restored, and coupled with word of mouth, people finally learned the truth that they should have known eight years ago.

The upper body of the giant Pika, the God of Destruction, was completely shattered, which seemed to symbolize the complete disappearance of the Don Quixote family's control over the people.

All the shrouded haze dissipated, and the light shone on the land again. Pirates, civilians, the former Dressrosa army, small humans, foreigners who were restored from toys to humans...

They abandoned their past grievances, the barriers of national borders, and even the barriers between races. They just hugged the strangers around them tightly and cried silently.

The commentator of the bullfighting arena survived. He stood on the top of the huge auditorium, looking down at the dazzling land, with tears in his eyes.

It turns out that Doflamingo, whom he regarded as a hero, and the officials he regarded as his savior, turned out to be the demon king who secretly ravaged the people and ruled Dressrosa with lies for eight years.

Belief collapsed in an instant, and the narrator's nose mixed with tears flowed down, and his voice was trembling: "Cheer up, now, now is no time to be sad."

He picked up the microphone on the loudspeaker phone and brought it to his mouth. Although his expression was distorted with tears, what sounded this time was a passionate voice that was extremely familiar to the citizens:

"The fateful battle of Dressrosa, the pirate family army versus the small human army."

"The battle between the generals, the cadres of the Don Quixote family versus... Doomsday - Doug!!"

"Winner, winner...winner..."

Although he was determined to give a passionate speech and show his best side to the people, when he said this, the narrator, a grown man, choked up and burst into tears.

"Doug!"

At first it was in twos and threes, but then there were fanatical voices from all over the Kingdom of Dressrosa:

"Doug!"

"Doug!"

Inspiring and enlightening, lasting!

……

On the other side, Doug brought the confused Garfiel back to the bullfighting arena. Due to the battle, both the players and the spectators disappeared.

Looking at the empty venue, Garfiel, who was wearing red pants, clenched his fists in front of his strong chest muscles, and his eyes were full of affection under his sunglasses.

Pretending to be a girl is addictive, right... Doug said unexpectedly: "I feel a lot more cheerful. If you were still in the arena, you wouldn't joke like this."

"Hahahahaha." Garfiel laughed while holding a cigarette in his mouth. He smiled and his eyes became moist.

Compared to other navy seniors, I am actually quite lucky.You can finish your undercover work in two years and come back alive, without any damaged parts on your body.

Even the Marshal of the Warring States Period personally promised that when he returned to his headquarters, he would restore his naval position and at the same time reward a Commodore Dangdang.

This is something that many soldiers would not envy!

boom!

A loud noise interrupted Garfiel's excitement. He turned to look at Doug angrily, his expression suddenly becoming stunned.

"You... this is?"

"Why do you think I called you here?" Doug quickly swung out his fists, destroying the huge arena, revealing the water hidden below.

"Quick, quick, go to the contestants' cafeteria to look for tools and seasonings. You are used to eating the food in the contestants' cafeteria. Today I want you to try my craftsmanship."

"Huh?" Garfiel didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "So it turns out that what you are thinking about is the small betta fish raised by the Don Quixote family. As expected of you."

Doug jumped directly into the water, knocked out all the small fighting fish that he was once so afraid of, and threw them onto the ring.

The bonfire was burning brightly, and the two had a clear division of labor. Garfiel scaled, cut, and bled the carcasses of more than 30 small betta fish, and then quickly handed them to Doug, who roasted and seasoned them on the fire.

Garfiel looked strange as he watched the small betta fish weighing dozens of tons disappear into Doug's stomach little by little.

This amount of food... is better than eating in the contestants’ cafeteria!If he is recruited into the Navy, will he be able to support a base?

If he was really poor, Marshal of the Warring States Period probably wouldn't blame me as the culprit.

In fact, under normal circumstances, Doug is not so good at eating.

However, due to the continuous evolution of cells caused by long-term fights with cadres, coupled with the release of a large amount of heat vision and red shock waves, it was in urgent need of replenishment.

His powerful digestion ability can help him quickly convert the meat he eats into energy in his body.

Garfiel smoked a cigarette and said with deep eyes: "By the way, you are probably not a pirate."

"of course not."

Garfiel looked happy. He coughed twice and pretended to be nonchalant: "Then what are your plans in the future?"

How about...come back with me and become a navy?I can recommend you to the Warring States Marshal. Maybe with luck, you can become a lieutenant general who suppresses one side. Even if you work hard as a general, it is not impossible. "

"How is it?" Garfiel cast an expectant look: "The conditions are very generous."

"Although I don't know what the Navy does specifically, I'm not interested in official things." Doug stuffed a huge piece of fish meat into his belly and continued: "Official means restraint and lack of freedom."

"Being able to live as you please anywhere is what I pursue."

"Live as you please...?" Garfiel's eyes contained some unexplainable meaning: "It's so close yet so far away!"

"As for you asking me what my plans are in the future?" Doug's eyes flashed with violence: "It's very simple. Stay in Dressrosa and wait for Doflamingo to return, and then kill him."