In that split second, Chiyu and Doflamingo's Conqueror's Haki detonated like a bomb.
Black-and-red lightning cracked and surged wildly in all directions as their wills clashed head-on. The sheer force of it was overwhelming—like two kings stepping onto the battlefield, or gods squaring off above the mortal plane.
The pressure was suffocating. Ordinary people couldn't handle it.
Doflamingo's subordinates had no idea what was happening—most of them just collapsed, knocked out cold, twitching on the ground. The few who remained standing were the strongest of the strong.
"T-That's..."
"A Conqueror's Haki clash?!"
"No way—our Young Master has it, but that Uchiha Chiyu guy too?!"
Even Doflamingo looked shaken.
"Uchiha Chiyu... you've got Conqueror's Haki too?!"
Chiyu's expression stayed cold. "So what if I do?"
Doflamingo let out a dark chuckle. "Heh... fair enough."
"Conqueror's Haki may be rare, but in the New World, it's not exactly unheard of. One in a million... maybe even one in a billion. Still, there are a lot of people with the potential of a king."
"But just having it doesn't mean anything—there are levels."
"Your Haki just awakened. You really think you can go toe-to-toe with me?"
In the next instant, Doflamingo pushed his power to the limit. His presence exploded, trying to drown out Chiyu's will entirely.
But Chiyu didn't budge. Not even a step.
Once his Haki flared, there was no suppressing it—not by anyone.
Because the power inside him wasn't just kingly—it was divine.
He wasn't just a ruler of men.
He was a god who once reigned over an entire world.
In this world, no one could rival him.
Doflamingo's eyes widened. For the first time in ages, he was being pushed back.
"What the hell is this pressure?! This isn't just some king's aura… it's like—"
"—a god?!"
BOOM!
Their Haki exploded again. Thunder ripped through the earth, splitting the ground with glowing red cracks. Doflamingo was blasted into the air, face pale, breathing ragged.
"No way…"
"The Young Master... actually got knocked back?!"
"Is Chiyu's Haki stronger than his?!"
Doflamingo gritted his teeth. "Uchiha Chiyu... who the hell are you?"
"A vice admiral who just defected—how do you have power like that?!"
Chiyu let out a sharp laugh.
"You're still trying to box me in with titles? That just proves you don't know anything about me."
"But it's fine. You've always been stuck in your own little world."
Doflamingo let out a mad laugh.
"Hah! Hahaha!"
"Fine, Chiyu. You've got guts—arrogant enough to rival me."
"You call me small-minded? What have you even seen?"
"You're just a Navy dog. I've seen it all—the Celestial Dragons, the filth of the slave trade. Marines, pirates, Warlords, revolutionaries, kingdoms, underground syndicates, the Four Emperors… I've walked among them all."
"You think just because you killed clowns like Crocodile and Moria, you're on my level?!"
"Keep dreaming!"
With a roar, Doflamingo attacked again.
"Bullet String!"
Strings shot from his fingers like bullets—but Chiyu didn't even flinch. The threads passed harmlessly through his lightning-charged body.
Doflamingo knew they wouldn't hit. He just needed space.
"Alright, Chiyu... let me show you what real power looks like."
Suddenly, a new wave of energy surged from Doflamingo—not Haki this time, but something else.
The aura of an awakened Devil Fruit.
RUMBLE.
The pressure flooded the entire kingdom of Dressrosa.
Chiyu's eyes narrowed.
"So that's the aura of an awakened fruit…"
This was Doflamingo's real trump card.
Very few in the world had reached this stage. It was like unlocking a second level of evolution—amplifying a fruit's power to insane levels.
Doflamingo shot into the sky, hovering over Dressrosa like a god.
"You're not completely clueless, I'll give you that."
"This is the power of a Devil Fruit Awakening."
"Your Goro Goro no Mi may be a top-tier Logia, but you've barely scratched the surface."
"Let me educate you—on what an awakened Ito Ito no Mi can really do!"
"Break White!!"
With a swipe of both arms, the ground itself transformed into white threads, churning like a massive tsunami that surged toward Chiyu.
This was the true strength of Paramecia awakening.
He could now convert the entire environment—buildings, plants, terrain—into strings, completely under his control.
It was terrifying.
Chiyu wasn't scared, but he wasn't careless either.
He slashed a bolt of lightning down—BOOM—and shredded the wave of strings.
But Doflamingo wasn't done yet.
"Billow White!"
From all directions, strings burst from the ground, weaving and twisting into a massive vortex that tried to crush Chiyu from every angle.
Chiyu smirked.
He pointed to the sky.
Break.
A colossal lightning bolt ripped down like divine wrath, obliterating the threads in a single flash.
Doflamingo's expression soured.
"That damn fruit… if I can't pin him down, wide-area attacks are useless…"
"Fine then—let's change the terrain!"
"Ever White!"
This time, even the ground beneath Chiyu became fluid white string, churning like a living ocean. Armed Haki surged through the waves like monstrous hands, clawing upward to grab him.
Even a Logia could be caught like this.
But Chiyu wasn't just going to stand there.
"You think these threads can catch lightning?"
"Doflamingo... if anyone's being naïve here—it's you."
With a spark, he transformed into lightning and vanished—reappearing high above.
His arm swung—
BOOM!
A monstrous lightning bolt shot down like a railgun.
Doflamingo's eyes widened.
"Off White!!"
Dozens of overlapping thread barriers appeared in front of him, forming a massive net.
But it wasn't enough.
The bolt blasted through them like paper—and kept going straight for Doflamingo.
He barely dodged, shifting his body into string. The blast hit, but didn't kill him.
Still, he was rattled.
He had all three types of Haki.
He had a Devil Fruit awakening.
And yet—he was starting to feel like Chiyu was just playing with him.
Studying him.
Breathing heavily, Doflamingo growled.
"No... no way... can that bastard really be this strong?!"
"I'm the Heavenly Demon—I won't lose to anyone!"
He screamed and launched one of his ultimate attacks—
"Flap Thread!"
Hundreds of black strings surged up from the ground, armed with Haki, flaring like the wings of a flamingo. They twisted inward from both sides, aiming to skewer Chiyu a thousand times over.
BOOM!!
It sounded like thunder.
Even though it was just string, the pressure it unleashed was earth-shaking.
Chiyu raised an eyebrow.
"Not bad."
He sounded like a teacher praising a student.
Then his own power flared.
A storm of lightning coiled into a dragon—his signature move, forged from two worlds, all his energy focused into one devastating shot.
He fired it.
"Two Worlds: Thunder Dragon!!!"