The thick purple mist that had originally obscured the sky transformed into surging purple torrents, being continuously devoured and absorbed!
As the massive amount of highly toxic gas was inhaled, the pink scales of the Pink Divine Dragon, which were originally somewhat unique, began to change at a visible rate!
The pink rapidly deepened, gradually taking on a dark purple luster, as if purple energy was flowing beneath the scales!
"The color... it's really changing!" Marco exclaimed, staring intently at the giant dragon in the sky.
The process of absorption continued, and the purple luster grew richer and richer, eventually completely covering the original pink, rendering the entire Divine Dragon a deep, majestic, and inauspiciously powerful — crimson!
When the last wisp of purple poisonous mist was absorbed, the sky above Punk Hazard, though still hazy, was no longer deadly, revealing itself for the first time in a long while!
And soaring in the sky was no longer the initial Pink Divine Dragon,
but a Crimson Poison Dragon, entirely crimson, exuding extraordinary dominance, with faint purple poisonous miasma subtly swirling around its body, its size seemingly even larger, and its eyes even sharper!
Whitebeard, feeling the new power surging within him, let out a deep, majestic dragon's roar that once again echoed through the heavens and earth:
"Gurarararara!!!"
This laughter transformed into a true dragon's roar, shaking the surroundings!
He could not only clearly feel the growth of his own strength but also miraculously gained mastery over an entirely new attribute — deadly poison!
His breath, and even the poisonous miasma around him, contained terrifying toxicity!
At the same time, his resistance to all poisons in the world had reached an incredible level!
The crimson dragon scales glittered with a metallic luster under the dim sky, majestic, powerful, and with a hint of unsettling danger!
All members of the Whitebeard Pirates looked up at the new dragon form in the sky, majestic as a mountain, with scales of dignified crimson, and faint wisps of deadly poisonous miasma subtly swirling around its body.
After a brief silence, there was an earth-shattering roar of fervent cheers, erupting like a tsunami!
"Oh—!!! Pops!!! So awesome!!!"
"Crimson! A million times cooler than the pink before!"
"This is the form befitting the World's Strongest Man!"
"Hahahaha! Let's see who dares to say Pops's dragon is pink now!"
Diamond Jozu excitedly pounded his chest, letting out a resounding clang: "I knew it! Pops is the strongest!"
Though Marco was relatively calm, his eyes were filled with uncontrollable excitement and pride. He pushed up his glasses and smiled: "Truly... astonishing changes. Not only has he integrated the poison gas, but his power level seems to have risen again."
Ace, even more excited, jumped up: "He succeeded! Pops! I knew it would work!"
Amidst the thunderous cheers, Doflamingo and the executives of his Donquixote Family, however, stood frozen in place as if petrified, completely out of sync with the surrounding frenzy.
Doflamingo's expression was one of disbelief; he gaped, but no sound escaped his lips, only staring blankly at the Crimson Poison Dragon in the sky, as if it had stepped out of an epic myth.
A cold chill and an unprecedented sense of powerlessness completely overwhelmed him.
I'm convinced... This time, I'm truly... completely convinced...
Doflamingo's heart could no longer harbor any thoughts of jealousy, anger, or schemes; only pure awe remained in the face of an absolute power disparity.
He was already a monster standing at the pinnacle of the world... Now he's gained the Mythical Zoan ability, and even integrated the entire island's deadly poison... becoming even stronger, even more unfathomable...
He couldn't even imagine how terrifying Whitebeard's current strength truly was.
He swallowed with difficulty, subconsciously adjusting his pink feathered coat.
At this moment,
the crimson dragon silhouette in the sky slowly receded, the massive dragon body gradually shrinking in the light, transforming back into human form.
Whitebeard stood upon the ruins, his brilliant golden hair and a pair of majestic dragon horns particularly striking, the aura emanating from him more immense and profound than ever before.
Then Whitebeard gradually returned to human form. The purple color caused by the poison gas did not manifest in his human form, proving the earlier conjecture completely correct!
"Gurararara, good thing this old man didn't turn into a purple egg."
Whitebeard was clearly extremely satisfied with the outcome of this trip to Punk Hazard. Not only did it cure his chronic illness and grant him a powerful new form, but it also resolved a major concern in his heart.
His gaze, as if tangible, swept over Doflamingo, finally landing on the Underworld emperor, and his deep voice, filled with unquestionable authority, rang out:
"Doflamingo... Joker,"
Whitebeard directly called out Doflamingo's alias in the Underworld, his tone calm yet containing immense pressure,
"Those canisters marked 'S' in the laboratory... those inhuman, ghost-like things inside, are they 'gifts' prepared for Kaido?"
Doflamingo's heart suddenly tightened, and cold sweat instantly beaded on his forehead. He opened his mouth, about to quibble,
But Whitebeard didn't give him the chance, simply raising a hand to stop him, and continued, his voice suddenly turning cold:
"Kaido's crazy artificial Devil Fruit army, this old man can't be bothered with. But—"
He changed his tone, his gaze becoming sharp as a knife, as if it could pierce Doflamingo's soul:
"That madwoman's gigantification experiments... must stop immediately! Especially, no more using children as test subjects!"
Whitebeard's voice was like rolling thunder, carrying a destructive warning:
"Otherwise... this old man won't mind personally intervening to completely erase this sinful island, along with all the illicit dealings on it, from this world! You should know, this old man is not joking with you."
Terrifying Haki subtly leaked out with his words, making Doflamingo and the executives behind him feel a suffocating pressure.
Doflamingo's face turned pale. Forgetting all pretense of dignity and ambition, he quickly nodded frantically like a pecking chick, his voice becoming hurried and sharp with fear:
"Of, of course! Captain Whitebeard, please rest assured!
I guarantee, in the name of the Donquixote Family! The gigantification experiments will be terminated immediately!
All children used in the experiments... I will order their immediate release!
I absolutely dare not be negligent in the slightest! Please, I beg you to show mercy!"
At this moment, he only wanted to send this menacing figure away as quickly as possible; he would agree to any terms.
Upon hearing this, Whitebeard slowly reined in his suffocating presence, letting out a faint snort, acknowledging his promise…