Doflamingo waved his hands frantically, commanding thousands of black strings to surge toward Goku from all directions. He was ready to deliver the final, lethal blow.
Goku simply stood his ground. He no longer attempted to dodge. Instead, he closed his eyes and took a deep, centering breath. A vibrant red aura erupted from his body once more, shining with an intensity that completely illuminated the pitch-black space of the domain.
"Since I can't dodge," Goku said, opening his eyes, "then I won't. I just need to shatter all these threads, right?"
Doflamingo thought it was the most absurd joke he had ever heard. Attacks within a domain expansion were governed by the Sure-Hit Effect. There was absolutely no way they could be shattered by pure, physical force.
"Die in your ignorance!" Doflamingo roared.
Tens of thousands of threads coated in the dark crackle of Black Flash pierced toward the Saiyan. Goku bent his knees slightly and drew both hands back to his waist. A sphere of highly concentrated blue energy rapidly formed in his palms, its brilliant light intertwining beautifully with the crimson flare of his Kaio-ken.
"Ka... me... ha... me..." Goku chanted, the energy sphere instantly expanding in size.
The blinding radiance forced Doflamingo to avert his eyes.
The moment the encroaching black strings touched the light, they began to melt.
"HA!"
A massive, destructive pillar of blue energy—over thirty meters in diameter—blasted forward with apocalyptic momentum. It completely vaporized every black thread in its path. In the face of such overwhelming, absolute energy, the so-called Sure-Hit Effect became nothing more than a bad joke.
Doflamingo's eyes widened in sheer terror. He desperately channeled every last drop of his Cursed Energy, manifesting over a dozen pitch-black string shields in front of him.
It was utterly pointless.
The blue beam tore through the shields like tissue paper, slamming violently against the boundary of the domain. The entire space shuddered uncontrollably. Massive fissures webbed across the black sky.
Crack! The sound of shattering glass echoed through the void. Doflamingo's pride and joy—his ultimate domain—collapsed entirely. The green sky of Planet Namek reappeared in their vision.
Suffering severe backlash from the destruction of his domain, Doflamingo violently coughed up a mouthful of blood and plummeted from the sky, crashing stiffly into the dirt. He rolled several times, feeling as though every bone in his body had been pulverized. As he lay facedown, gasping for air, his mind went completely blank.
His domain had actually been broken. This was his ultimate trump card, a technique he had barely managed to comprehend after surviving by the skin of his teeth in the Jujutsu Kaisen dungeon. How could it be obliterated by a single energy blast? It defied all logic and reason.
Goku lowered his hands and walked over to the fallen Warlord. "You really are strong," he said earnestly. "You forced me to use a Tenfold Kaio-ken Kamehameha. You're one of the toughest opponents I've faced."
Doflamingo weakly lifted his head, staring at Goku's genuinely sincere expression. He felt an unprecedented level of humiliation. This idiot wasn't even panting, yet he dared to call him a 'strong opponent'? He was blatantly mocking him!
"Don't you look down on me!" Doflamingo bellowed.
Forcing himself to his feet, he concentrated the dark, swirling mass of his Cursed Energy into his hands once more. He didn't care about the backlash anymore; he was going to bet everything on this final strike.
"Cursed Energy: Lifeless White Thread!"
Pushing his Cursed Energy and his String-String Fruit awakening to their absolute limits, Doflamingo conjured a single, microscopic, transparent thread at his fingertip. It leaked absolutely no presence or aura, yet it harbored a terrifying, spatial-cutting destructive force. With a vicious flick of his wrist, he sent the silent, invisible string slicing straight toward Goku's neck.
Goku's Saiyan instincts flared with a frantic warning. He sensed extreme danger from the attack—it couldn't be blocked.
He vanished from his spot in a blur of speed. The transparent string cleaved right through his afterimage, continuing its trajectory until it reached a distant mountain peak. Without a single sound, the entire mountain was cleanly bisected. The upper half slowly slid off, crashing into the earth with a deafening roar.
"That was close," Goku's voice echoed from right behind him.
Doflamingo whipped around, only to be met with a massive, heavy fist.
Bang! The punch connected cleanly with Doflamingo's face, sending him flying backward to plow a hundred-meter trench through the dirt. Before he even had a chance to stand, Goku was already on him, closing the distance with explosive speed.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
A flurry of devastating heavy punches slammed into Doflamingo's gut. Before the overwhelming might of the Tenfold Kaio-ken, his Cursed Energy defenses were rendered useless. Blood spewed from his mouth with every strike, and his iconic pink feathered mantle was shredded into pathetic rags. He tried to counterattack with his strings, but to Goku's eyes, his movements were moving in slow motion.
Goku casually sidestepped the desperate counter, delivering a brutal kick to Doflamingo's jaw that launched him high into the air. In a flash, Goku appeared directly above him, clasping his hands together and hammering them down onto the Warlord's back.
Boom!
Doflamingo plummeted like a meteor, crashing into the earth and cratering the landscape. The surrounding rocks were instantly ground into fine powder. Lying at the bottom of the pit, he felt his consciousness blurring. Agonizing pain paralyzed his entire body.
Every single one of his trump cards had failed. Haki was useless. His Devil Fruit awakening was useless. Even the Cursed Energy he had spent a hundred million Beri to acquire was useless. Just what kind of monster was this orange-clad native? Why was there no limit to his power? Why did he only get stronger the more he fought?
Goku landed lightly at the edge of the crater, peering down. "Can you still fight?" he asked. "Your Ki has gotten really weak."
Doflamingo forced his eyes open. Looking up at the Saiyan, the absolute dread in his heart finally snuffed out his rage. He realized he could never beat this freak of nature. Blake, that swindler, had scammed him! This was not a dungeon he was equipped to handle.
"You monster..." Doflamingo ground out through shattered teeth. "You're definitely using some kind of cheat. No normal human possesses this kind of strength."
Goku just scratched his head in confusion. "What's a 'cheat code'?" he asked. "Is it something tasty to eat?"
The sheer absurdity of the question made Doflamingo cough up another wad of blood. He couldn't stomach talking to this idiot for another second. He painfully turned his head toward the distant figure of Akainu.
"Marine's Mad Dog!" Doflamingo screamed. "If you keep playing spectator, we're both going to die here! This kid's strength is easily Admiral-level! He might even be stronger than Kaido! We have to team up!"
Akainu, who had been observing the fight from afar, silently agreed. The spiky-haired native had vastly exceeded his expectations. He had gotten a clear read on Doflamingo's trump cards—that black energy was highly problematic. Yet, this kid had shattered it using nothing but raw, unadulterated violence. It was a feat that perhaps not even Vice Admiral Garp could replicate so cleanly.
Akainu's gaze dropped to the ground nearby. The disc-shaped Dragon Radar lay just a few paces away. He needed to secure it. For the sake of Absolute Justice, anyone who stood in his path had to be eradicated.
He marched forward, his body bubbling as dark red magma began to roll off his skin. The ambient temperature spiked violently, baking the rocky terrain until it glowed a dull red.
"Pirates will always be pirates," Akainu sneered coldly. "You can't even defeat an uncultured native. You're an absolute disgrace to the Seven Warlords of the Sea."
While Doflamingo was thoroughly infuriated by the insult, he didn't have the strength to retort. He could only pray that the Admiral could stall the monster.
Akainu stopped roughly twenty meters away from Goku. Reaching to his waist, he drew his longsword. Dark red flames danced menacingly along the blade.
"You are indeed strong," Akainu stated, staring Goku down. "But you shouldn't interfere with the execution of Absolute Justice. Today, you die here."
Goku turned to face him, immediately picking up on the Admiral's suffocating killing intent. "Are we going to fight now?" Goku asked. "Your Ki is a little stronger than the guy in pink. But you smell terrible. It's like something's burning."
Akainu's eyes went dead with cold fury. He despised anyone who dared to mock his Devil Fruit abilities.
"Insolent, filthy monkey!" Akainu roared.
Gripping the hilt with both hands, he furiously channeled his Mag-Mag Fruit powers into the blade. The Asauchi—a weapon obtained from the Bleach dungeon—began to hum violently under the strain. Akainu was not going to hold back; he was bringing out his ultimate trump card to reduce this spiky-haired nuisance to ash in the shortest time possible.
"Bankai."
Akainu's deep voice echoed through the Namekian canyon.
"Zanka no Tachi."
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