Chapter 115: Chapter 115: You’re Too Noisy, Doflamingo

Chapter 115: You’re Too Noisy, Doflamingo

Sabaody Archipelago, Grove 1.

Human Auction House, ’Yaksha House’.

As the largest Human Auction House in the Sabaody Archipelago, the connections and network of ’Yaksha House’ were vast.

Those who could participate in auctions here were either royalty, nobles from various countries, or major bankers and merchants.

Usually, even such high-status individuals had to be cautious and respectful within Yaksha House.

But today, the situation was clearly different.

Not only were the doors of Yaksha House closed to visitors, but the corridors inside were lined with elite guards in armor, wielding weapons.

The insignias on their armor silently declared their identity—Holy Land Guard Corps.

Above the World Government symbol, a family crest resembling bubbles and dreams indicated the allegiance of this corps—the Limozif Family.

“Commoner, bring the Den Den Mushi… I want to speak personally—Why haven’t you brought it yet? Are you deaf!?”

At this moment, the manager of the auction house was being beaten.

Normally, anyone who dared lay a hand on him would be killed instantly.

But now, while being beaten, he carefully forced a smile. “My Lord, please… ah!”

As he spoke, his nose was kicked broken, and two guards beside him sliced off his fingers.

Yet, he maintained a stiff smile, daring not to make a sound or cry even as he fell.

Because he knew the person before him… hated “ugly things.”

“Hey, JOKER.”

The speaker was a young man with an ugly, violent face, wearing a bubble helmet and space-suit-like attire.

This attire alone revealed his identity.

He was a Celestial Dragon—a descendant of the Creators, a World Noble.

“What is the meaning of this? This isn’t the quality I asked for.”

He looked at the slaves he just bought privately—two women with good figures and beautiful faces, wearing collars.

By normal standards, they were “beautiful.”

But to this Celestial Dragon, it was clearly not enough.

“Fufufufufu.”

From the Den Den Mushi came a unique, eerie laugh. “It can’t be helped—top-quality goods aren’t always available.”

“Hah?”

Hearing this, the Celestial Dragon’s eyes widened in dissatisfaction.

“If I want it, it must exist—there is nothing I cannot have… Who do you think I am!? JOKER!”

Even though the person on the other end was the most mysterious figure in the Underworld, the Celestial Dragon spoke violently. “I am Saint Anbokamu of the Limozif Family.”

He looked at the two slaves with his ugly, violent face. “One’s nose isn’t straight enough; the sound of smashing it won’t be crisp.”

“One’s eyes are too small; the blood splatter from blinding her won’t be dazzling enough.”

He roared into the Den Den Mushi. “Such ugly trash isn’t worth destroying by my hands!”

His perverse preferences were fully exposed.

Yes—for Celestial Dragons who considered themselves gods above ordinary “humans.”

Their “desires” went beyond simple lust. That was too low-class.

Saint Anbokamu’s preference was to buy beautiful or handsome slaves.

Then destroy them.

Cutting off limbs of the well-built, smashing the features of the beautiful, breaking the wills of the strong.

The despair and screams as beautiful things were crushed into the abyss were the “pleasure” he sought.

Like plucking legs off an insect.

“Daring to brush me off like this, making me come here for nothing…”

“Do you know who my father is? Do you not want your current status? JOKER!”

Enraged, he roared.

“…”

The other end fell silent.

As the JOKER of the Underworld, he was rarely humiliated like this.

Naturally, he was angry.

“Fufufufufu…”

But the next moment, his laughter returned to calm.

“Don’t say that, Saint Anbokamu—I wouldn’t dare disrespect your father. Next time you come, there will be the best goods…”

He endured it and placated Saint Anbokamu.

“That’s more like it.”

Hearing this, Saint Anbokamu nodded in satisfaction.

He tossed the Den Den Mushi to the guards behind him. “Hey, kill those two women… Such boring ugly things aren’t worth bringing back to the Holy Land.”

“Judging by the time, Father should be waking up soon. Go buy a few children—he likes watching ’innocent dreams’ lately.”

He yawned.

“Staying in the lower world too long… the air here is filthy, making me sleepy.”

He took out a Den Den Mushi engraved with a lightning symbol and pressed the button. “Hey, you’re in Mary Geoise, right—come pick me up immediately.”

He ordered arrogantly.

“…Three minutes.”

The response from the other end was almost unbelievable.

Although the Sabaody Archipelago was directly below Mary Geoise, the distance was vast.

Arriving in three minutes sounded like a fantasy.

But Saint Anbokamu didn’t doubt it, putting down the snail.

Meanwhile, his two guards turned to the two terrified women without hesitation.

They raised their weapons skillfully, their expressions even showing excitement—clearly, they had done this many times.

“No… please… I have a family, my grandma is waiting for me…”

The younger slave cried, while the older one hugged her tightly.

“It’s okay… it’ll be over soon…”

She trembled as she spoke.

Yes—perhaps for them, death was painful, but it also meant freedom from this nightmare.

But just then…

VMMM!

Their tightly shut eyelids sensed light.

They opened their eyes instinctively and saw—the bodies of the two guards raising their weapons were exploding.

Their blood evaporated in the intense light and heat before it could even spray.

From within their bodies, bright, blinding light flashed.

THUD! (x2)

Even as the two guards fell, the slaves were still dazed.

But then…

“Limozif · Anbokamu Saint. Comes here once a month… Mm, that’s him, right?”

A voice came from the end of the corridor.

The two women turned and saw a scene they would never forget.

At the end of the corridor, light shone—a piercing brilliance they hadn’t seen since being captured, forcing them to squint.

From the light, two figures, one tall and one short, walked slowly.

The tall one wore a Bird Mask.

The shorter one wore a plain mask.

Behind them—the spreading blood told the fate of the guards outside.

“No mistake, my Lord… It’s him!”

The shorter figure answered.

His voice carried a bone-deep chill.

“Hey? Are you kidding me?”

Seeing his two guards killed instantly, Saint Anbokamu’s eyes widened.

Perhaps out of habit as a Celestial Dragon, he actually spoke to the sudden intruders. “Hey, you two commoners…”

He couldn’t finish.

Because the next moment, Yuji raised a finger.

PEW!

A blinding light bullet shot out—Saint Anbokamu watched his right hand fly off.

“AAAAHHH!”

A moment later, pain he had never felt in his life hit him.

“Ah… You… you dare… I…”

He tried to speak, but…

PEW! PEW! PEW!

Yuji had no interest in talking. His finger twitched casually, firing three more light bullets.

Not just his right hand—his remaining three limbs were severed instantly.

But this time, he couldn’t even scream.

Because Yuji was already in front of him.

“Alright—this makes him easier to pack.”

Holding a large metal box, Yuji knocked the Celestial Dragon unconscious and stuffed him inside.

As he said, the limbless Celestial Dragon fit easily.

“…” (x2)

The two slaves finally reacted, covering their mouths in disbelief.

“Ce… Celestial Dragon… was…”

They looked at Yuji, unable to believe what he just did.

The noble World Aristocrat was dismembered as casually as a pig.

But then…

“You… you should run!”

The younger woman shouted. “He’s a Celestial Dragon, you…”

But she stopped.

“Run?”

She saw Yuji’s hand glowing with golden light and black substance again.

’Eh? Is he going to kill us?’

She thought instinctively.

But the next moment…

BOOM! BOOM!

They felt their necks lighten, followed by two sharp explosions in the distance.

Recovering, they touched their necks instinctively.

“The… the collars are…”

The special ’Explosive Collars’ were gone.

Their incredulous gazes shot to Yuji instantly.

But they saw…

The man in the Bird Mask had already turned to leave.

“Besides you, slaves from other nearby auction houses have also escaped—take advantage of the chaos and leave.”

His voice reached their ears, the meaning clear.

“Wait… may I ask who you are…”

The young girl reacted first, shouting.

But before she could finish…

“Fufufufufu!”

Piercing laughter came again—from the Den Den Mushi on the floor.

“Hey, hey… you’ve got guts.”

The voice continued.

“I don’t know who you are, but let me warn you—it’s better to release him and commit suicide immediately.”

Although he couldn’t see through the snail, Doflamingo guessed the situation.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. His father is extraordinary even among Celestial Dragons, someone even I can’t easily offend—if guys like you get caught, even death will be…”

His low voice echoed in the corridor, filled with threat.

But…

The next moment, the snail’s mouth was covered.

“You’re too noisy.”

The person on the other end heard the response.

“Doflamingo.”

This time, the other party didn’t call him ’JOKER’.

Yes—on the other end was the Warlord ’Heavenly Yaksha’ Donquixote Doflamingo.

As a former Celestial Dragon, a powerhouse of the sea, and JOKER of the Underworld, he was the true owner of ’Yaksha House’.

Yuji spoke casually into the receiver. “You’d better pray we get what we want… or else, I’ll visit you in Dressrosa soon.”

The threat in his words was undisguised.

“…”

Doflamingo fell silent.

A moment later…

“Who are you?”

Doflamingo’s voice carried clear killing intent.

Knowing his identity proved the intruder wasn’t some idiot attacking Celestial Dragons on a whim.

“Yuji.”

The next moment, Doflamingo heard the answer.

Hearing the codename, his expression froze for a second.

But before he could reply, he heard the click—the call was cut.

“…”

Doflamingo stared at the Den Den Mushi, his face shifting.

“Yuji… The Zodiac?”

He frowned, pondering the implications.

A Celestial Dragon attacked on his turf meant ’Yaksha House’ would suffer collateral damage.

But he didn’t care much, as he planned to exit the human auction business anyway—he found a more profitable trade (SMILEs).

Compared to the loss, he cared more about…

“Attacking a Celestial Dragon, and specifically Anbokamu of the Limozif Family… ’The Zodiac’ really disregards consequences as rumored. But…”

Thinking of Anbokamu’s father, a dangerous smile appeared on Doflamingo’s face.

“Doing something like this… don’t think you can get away easily.”

At the same time, outside ’Yaksha House’.

Grove 1 of Sabaody was in chaos.

Slaves from major auction houses cheered as they fled into the distance.

“The plan is smooth. In this chaos, no one will notice us.”

Yuji, wearing a bamboo hat, and Alan, carrying the box with the Celestial Dragon, slipped out from the back of the auction house.

“Next, just fly away from Sabaody and interrogate this guy about your sister’s whereabouts.”

Yuji’s whisper revealed their reason for being here.

Yes—after receiving intel from Baroque Works about the Nice-Mayer Kingdom’s human trafficking, he told Alan.

Alan, who had been training with Yuji, was ecstatic.

So they came.

Using intel, they pinpointed the Celestial Dragon who bought Alan’s sister ’Kori’—Saint Limozif Anbokamu.

“Mm.”

Alan, now much more muscular, nodded vigorously.

Yuji expanded his form.

He transformed into his Hybrid Form—the full Tyrant Pteranodon was too conspicuous here.

“Go!”

Grabbing Alan, he flapped his wings and shot into the sky.

But at that moment…

“!!!”

The beast instinct from the fusion of two Ancient Zoans flared.

He felt—he was locked on!

“Get away!”

Yuji didn’t hesitate. He raised his hand and flapped his wing at Alan—sending him flying away.

“Lord Yuji, what…”

Mid-air, Alan was confused.

But the next moment, he saw an incredible scene.

Above the sunny Sabaody Archipelago…

Dark clouds were gathering.

ZZ ZZZ!

Inside the clouds, lightning snakes churned like Sea Kings, emitting terrifying auras.

An instant later.

“God’s Judgment (El Thor).”

A voice came from the sky.

BOOM!

From the heavens, a massive pillar of lightning… crashed down on the soaring Pteranodon!

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