As the golden glow illuminated the skies above Flevance, the scales of war tilted decisively in Jake's favor.
The Song of Courage not only amplified damage output but also greatly enhanced the physical abilities of all allies within its range.
Combined with the Blessing of Courage, every Marines soldier on Jake's side instantly grew significantly stronger.
The already struggling Don Quixote Pirates were pushed further back under the increasingly ferocious assault of the Marines.
Diamante's death had already dealt a heavy blow to their morale, and when they looked up at the sky, despair deepened—Doflamingo was gradually losing ground against Jake.
The Sixteen Divine Killing Missiles could barely hold their own against the divine magic circle's power.
Doflamingo stared at Jake, his face twisted into a near-insane grin:
"Let's see how long this power of yours lasts! Marines!"
With that, Doflamingo completely altered his fighting style, manipulating his strings to recklessly engulf Jake's position.
But against the radiant magic circle, the threads were useless—before they could even touch it, they were incinerated by the overflowing Holy Light Energy.
And burning those strings cost Jake almost nothing—it was merely a side effect of the Song of Courage.
Doflamingo refused to be discouraged.
He knew Zoan-type Devil Fruit users recovered quickly, but he refused to believe Jake could ignore stamina depletion entirely.
After such a prolonged battle, Jake must have been nearing his limit.
Right now, Jake was just bluffing!
Doflamingo clung fiercely to this conviction.
The next moment, he roared and intensified his assault.
Meanwhile, Jake gazed back at Doflamingo with a faint smile playing on his lips.
What he needed to achieve was precisely this effect.
In actual combat, Jake could instantly cast various buffs on himself through the Song of Courage.
Thus, Blessing of Courage, Blessing of Protection, Divine Shield, Healing Prayer, and Divine Guidance—almost an entire chain of buffs—were all applied to Jake in quick succession.
When Healing Prayer enveloped his body once more, Jake knew that the grudge between him and Doflamingo would end here for good!
As the holy magic circle completely swallowed Doflamingo's sea of strings, the proud flamingo fell helplessly from the sky.
Watching this scene, a large portion of the Donquixote Family members wore expressions of sorrow while simultaneously fleeing toward secluded areas.
They were not core members of the Donquixote Family—their grief stemmed solely from the fact that they were about to be arrested by the Marines.
In contrast, the core members of the Donquixote Family, upon seeing Doflamingo's falling figure, could not remain calm.
They all screamed his name in anguish, their voices tearing at their hearts and lungs.
At the same time, they rushed recklessly toward the direction where Doflamingo was falling.
But the Marines had long anticipated this possibility.
So, when the enemy prepared for a desperate last stand, the Marines avoided direct confrontation, instead using formations and delaying tactics to wear down their already wavering morale.
Trebol, staring at Doflamingo's descent, felt as though his entire world was collapsing at this very moment.
Without hesitation, he charged into the sky, completely disregarding Monet, who was still engaged in battle with him.
Monet showed no sympathy for Trebol's actions.
Exposing one's back to an opponent in battle was suicidal, and she would not hold back.
Several ice spikes, gleaming with razor-sharp edges, materialized around her.
Under her control, they instantly pierced through Trebol's body.
Blood splattered onto the pure white snow, the scorching heat of it melting the icy flakes.
Yet even so, Trebol merely used his mucus to briefly seal his wounds before rushing toward Doflamingo.
Stumbling his way forward, he finally reached Doflamingo and immediately embraced the nearly lifeless man.
"Young Master, it's alright… I'll take you away from here. There won't be any problems—just like when you were little, I'll get you out! Please close your eyes and rest. Soon, I'll take you away!"
Trebol's voice was laced with sobs, his grotesque face now streaked with tears.
Doflamingo looked at that familiar, ugly face before him and, mustering all his strength, rasped hoarsely.
"Trebol… you bastard… I'd prefer it if you just called me Doffy."
"Doffy… just rest. We won't die. I won't let you die!"
"Don't talk nonsense, Trebol. It seems the adventures of our Donquixote Family have come to an end today. Fufufufufu. But I truly never expected our journey would be terminated by a slave brat. What ironic fate, fufufufufu!"
Even at this moment, Doflamingo still showed no trace of fear, his lips curled in that perpetual smirk.
Jake stepped forward to face them.
Trebol clung desperately to Doflamingo, his eyes filled with both terror and hatred as he stared at Jake.
"Release Doffy! Whatever you want, I'll give it to you! That woman's sister too—if you want her, I can bring her out right now!"
Trebol himself didn't know what mindset drove him to say these words, but he knew one thing for certain: even if he had to die here today, the young master must not perish.
Doflamingo was destined to be the king of this world!
This conviction had never wavered in Trebol since the day he'd pledged himself to Doflamingo.
"I know what tricks you're playing, Doflamingo. Did you really think I wouldn't know about the Hobby-Hobby Fruit's power? Those letters you sent Monet—who do you think replied to them all?
Sugar should have realized from the very first reply that the handwriting wasn't Monet's at all!"
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