Capítulo 329: Chapter 329: What can he do?
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Doflamingo was having a rough time.
His problems began when, acting on a whim, he sought out Kakuzu.
That was of course to confirm whether the ability that man used was the Op-Op Fruit that had once been in his possession.
Not only did he fail to get the answers he wanted, but he also encountered a mysterious figure whose identity remains unknown to this day.
In a few brief words, his fate was sealed after that call.
A man named Uchiha Madara was dispatched to crush him mercilessly.
And that Madara also took control of the entire Donquixote Family.
Since then, the Donquixote Family had been collecting food and ammunition under Uchiha Madara's orders, draining their considerable wealth.
While Doflamingo could endure such losses—being one of the wealthiest men in the world—it had disrupted a more pressing matter and led to issues.
His long-standing partnership with Kaido was jeopardized.
Doflamingo supplied Kaido's Beasts Pirates with Zoan Devil Fruits and artificial Devil Fruits in exchange for seastone and munitions from Wanokuni.
However, during the last trade, Uchiha Madara had seized all the Devil Fruits.
As for the artificial Devil Fruits, production had been limited due to a lack of raw materials, meaning the shipment fell short of expectations.
When Kaido learned of this, his fury knew no bounds.
He demanded his shipment to be fully delivered.
But what explanation could Doflamingo offer for that?
Fortunately for him, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Sasuke had returned to Dressrosa after their recent clash with Naruto.
Desperate, Doflamingo approached Madara.
After hearing the details, Madara pondered for a moment before replying, "If there's a problem, we'll deal with it."
Doflamingo's eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, sparkled. "Who will handle it?"
"Obviously," Madara said with an air of certainty, "only 'He' could do so."
Though Madara carried himself with arrogance, he followed orders with a professional rigor befitting a shinobi.
Every act of defiance or dominance remained firmly within Colt's instructions.
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In the First Half of the Grand Line
After hearing Madara's account of the situation, Colt didn't respond immediately.
Tapping the table with his fingers, he calculated the risks and rewards in his mind.
Madara's proposal was bold: if Kaido posed a problem, then they should go all out—take down the Beasts Pirates and claim Wanokuni.
Colt understood the value of removing obstacles at the core.
Moreover, after reviewing information about Wanokuni, Madara noticed its eerie resemblance to the ancient ninja world, making it an enticing target.
"Alright," Colt finally said, breaking the silence.
In this world, the ninja needed a stable foothold, and Wanokuni offered the perfect opportunity.
Still, some adjustments were necessary.
On the other end of the line, Madara grinned.
"Keep the fight with Kaido confined to Wanokuni," Colt instructed. "Avoid drawing too much attention. The timing isn't right, and I have bigger plans."
Colt's lips curled into a smirk. "Leave Kaido alive. He'll serve as both a messenger and... a teacher."
"Teacher?" Madara raised an eyebrow.
Colt snapped his fingers. "Kaido's expertise in Haki can help train others. He's an asset, not just an enemy."
Though skeptical, Madara accepted the directive. However, he had one request.
"I'll need more manpower," Madara said.
"Not yet," Colt replied firmly.
While the high-end combat power of ninjas rivaled the Admirals and Emperors, their mid-tier forces still lagged. Until the ninjas mastered Armament Haki, it was unwise to escalate conflicts unnecessarily.
"Deal with Kaido first," Colt concluded. "Don't let him get in our way."
Madara had no choice but to comply.
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Three Days Later
Off the coast of Wanokuni, a massive warship shaped like a mammoth sailed toward Dressrosa.
Anyone familiar with the New World would recognize it instantly—it was the ship of Jack the Drought, one of the Three Disasters of the Beasts Pirates.
"This time, we'll teach that clown Doflamingo a lesson," Jack growled, his eight-meter-tall frame exuding menace.
The crew cheered him on.
"The boss coming personally to deal with him is overkill!"
"If I were Doflamingo, I'd be shaking in my boots!"
Jack's arrogance mirrored that of his crew.
A proud and ruthless man, he respected only Kaido and King among the Beasts Pirates.
Of course, Jack's pride wasn't baseless.
As a user of the Ancient Zoan Elephant Fruit, his strength was undeniable.
At such a young age, his bounty had already reached one billion berries.
He was, by all accounts, second only to an emperor.
However, as the ship sailed closer to Dressrosa, the navigator spotted something unusual through his telescope.
"Jack-sama!" he shouted, his voice trembling.
"There's someone ahead... standing on the sea! Without a boat"
Jack frowned. "Who? No one can stand on the sea without a boat."
"That man!"
"It's... It's Uchiha Madara!" the navigator cried out in fear.
The crew, who moments ago had been full of bravado, suddenly fell silent.
Everyone knew Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Sasuke—names that now rivaled even Kaido's name in notoriety.
Even Jack's confidence faltered. But he quickly shook It off.
He clenched his fists, his gaze turning cold.
"Who do you think I am? What the hell can this Uchiha Madara do? Sail forth, let's meet this man!"
Capítulo 330: Chapter 330: So Weak!
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Uchiha Madara's sharp Sharingan observed the movements of the elephant-headed warship from afar.
He couldn't help but smirk.
This poor fellow didn't know what he was dealing with.
"When you saw me, instead of running away, you're coming straight at me? Bold, to the least. I, admire your courage."
A small smile crept across Madara's face.
Thanks to the intel provided by Doflamingo, he knew exactly who was on board—the infamous Jack the Drought, one of the top three officers in the Beasts Pirates.
"Perfect," Madara mused.
"He can lead me right to this Kaido fellow."
In the next instant, a massive blue Susanoo emerged around Madara, its towering form rising into the sky.
In its hand, a long, narrow sword of pure chakra condensed, radiating power.
Madara wasn't one to waste time.
"Let's say hello first."
With a slightly evil smile, Madara swung the sword.
A devastating slash erupted, slicing through the sea.
The water plummeted tens of meters, forming a cascading waterfall in the sea as the sword energy raced toward the warship.
The massive attack showcased Madara's versatility.
Known for his unparalleled Sharingan abilities, he was also a master of ninjutsu, taijutsu, and kenjutsu.
Even against someone like Senju Hashirama, his skills had always been formidable.
This casual slash was leagues beyond what most swordsmen could achieve, and with the added strength of his Susanoo, it rivaled even the legendary Hawkeye of this world.
On the ship, chaos broke out as Jack and his crew watched the incoming attack.
The sheer scale of the slash made escape impossible.
Jack, however, didn't flinch.
With a powerful leap, he soared into the air, his Zoan Devil Fruit abilities activating mid-jump.
His form transformed into a gigantic mammoth, tusks gleaming as he braced for impact.
Boom!
The slash struck Jack head-on, sending him hurtling into the sea below.
Blood spurted from his wound as his massive form splashed down.
The warship itself was obliterated, reduced to scattered debris that quickly sank beneath the waves.
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From a distance, Madara frowned.
His Susanoo's wings flared as he flew closer to inspect his handiwork.
His sensory abilities picked up Jack's faint life force beneath the water, so he scooped him up.
Jack, now reverted to his humanoid form, hung limp in Madara's grasp.
"Why are you so weak?" Madara muttered, his tone laced with disdain.
"You're worth a billion-berry bounty? That attack wasn't even serious."
Despite his pain, anger flickered in Jack's eyes.
Zoan fruits granted immense vitality, and his injuries were already healing.
With a roar, he tried to break free from the Susanoo's grip, but Madara simply tightened his hold.
"Don't move," Madara commanded coldly.
The fingers squeezed, and the sickening sound of bones breaking filled the air.
Jack's screams echoed as his body was crushed, his abilities unable to dull the pain.
Madara stared at him with disgust.
"Compared to that red-haired man's lieutenant, you're not even worthy of carrying his sandals."
His gaze drifted to Jack's massive tusks.
A thought struck him: ivory this large could fetch a considerable price.
But before indulging in such trivialities, Madara needed information.
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Using the Sharingan's genjutsu, Madara extracted everything Jack knew.
The Beasts Pirates' stronghold was Onigashima Island, Kaido's lair.
Jack also mentioned the Flower Capital, where Wanokuni's General Kurozumi Orochi often met with Kaido.
After some thought, Madara decided to head for the Flower Capital first.
He was curious about Wanokuni and figured that even if Kaido wasn't there, his actions would draw the tyrant out.
Dragging the broken Jack along, Madara took to the skies, leaving the shipwrecked crew to fend for themselves in the sea.
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It didn't take long for them to reach the land.
Wanokuni was unlike any other place Madara had seen.
The outer sea was surrounded by towering cliffs and cascading waterfalls, making entry almost impossible for ordinary ships.
Beyond the waterfalls lay the vast inland sea, where the main island of Wanokuni and Onigashima were located.
As he flew over the region, Madara observed the land below.
Villages and towns dotted the landscape, but the poverty was palpable.
The people were gaunt, their faces hollow, moving about like lifeless husks.
The sight irritated Madara.
From below, villagers looked up at the Susanoo's colossal form.
Some the very moment they spotted him, knelt in prayer, mistaking him for a deity sent to deliver them from their suffering.
"Mistaking me for a god? How absurd." Madara scoffed, though the comparison stirred something in him.
The scene reminded him of the Warring States period, where civilians suffered endlessly under the tyranny of constant conflict.
Madara clenched his fists.
The flame of his old ideals—the dream of peace he once shared with Hashirama—burned faintly within him.
Yet, his resolve remained cold and sharp.
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Finally, Madara arrived at the Flower Capital.
Unlike the rest of Wanokuni, this place was vibrant and colorful, its streets bustling with activity.
But beneath the surface lay the same oppression and despair.
Madara's Susanoo descended, casting a massive shadow over the city.
He landed in the heart of the capital, his presence sending waves of fear and curiosity through the people.
"Let's see what's special about this 'Kaido' ruling this land," he muttered, his crimson Sharingan gleaming as he prepared for what lay ahead.
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