Chapter 493 - 332

Chapter 333: Dressrosa's Tidal Wave of ResistanceAt the edge of the Colosseum,A one-legged toy soldier leaned on a rusty spear, staring fixedly at the center of the arena.There, his daughter Rebecca was being shielded by a strange blonde youth.Ten years of silent watching, ten years of heartache, ten years of helplessness... all his emotions were condensed behind that cold glass button.Then, the light came.The rough wooden surface peeled away, revealing bronze skin covered in old scars beneath;The stuffing dissipated, replaced by firm, powerful muscles and veins coursing with scalding blood;That missing right leg—the empty sensation below the knee remained—but the touch of his left leg stepping on the ground was so real, so... heavy!"Ugh... ah..."A hoarse, low growl, suppressed for ten years, squeezed out of Kyros's throat.He was Kyros!The former legendary soldier of Dressrosa, the gladiator undefeated in three thousand matches, the strongest warrior of King Riku's army!He was Scarlett's husband and Rebecca's father!Anger! Sorrow! Guilt!And that bone-deep hatred that nearly incinerated his soul!These emotions exploded and churned within his restored human chest, making him want to howl at the sky!But the iron will honed by ten years of cruel survival forcibly suppressed the flood of emotion.The battle wasn't over yet! This country was still soaked in blood and lies.He snapped his head up, his sharp eyes regaining focus as they instantly scanned the surroundings.Other toy guards in the passage were also transforming in the white light, revealing human faces filled with either bewilderment or ecstasy.Farther away, in the Colosseum stands, white light flared up one after another as waves of exclamations and weeping surged forward."It worked... it really worked!""The Tontatta Tribe! Their plan succeeded... they truly did something incredible!"There was no time for sentiment, no time for celebration.Kyros's gaze, like the most precise javelin, instantly locked onto the place that remained towering amidst the night and firelight, the symbol of ten years of dark rule—the Kings Plateau!Donquixote Doflamingo...!All his emotions instantly condensed into the purest, coldest killing intent and drive to act.Clang!He discarded the rusty spear and, with a backhand, snatched a reasonably sharp longsword from the waist of a Donquixote Family grunt who had frozen in shock.The movement was lightning-fast; the grunt didn't even have time to react."Those who can still stand!"Kyros's voice carried a soul-shaking power as it echoed through the passage."Those who can still take up arms!"Standing on one leg, his form was as steady as a rock. His sword pointed directly toward the Kings Plateau, and a fire capable of incinerating the night burned in his eyes."Look around you! Look at yourselves! It's been ten years! Ten years stolen from us! Lives trampled! Families shattered!"His voice grew louder and louder, like the beating of war drums."The culprit behind all this is right there! On that hypocritical plateau!""The injustice against the Riku Royal Family! Scarlett's blood! The souls of all our fallen compatriots!"He took a deep breath and, with all his strength, let out a roar that shook the passage:"Take up your weapons! Target the Kings Plateau! Overthrow Donquixote! Liberate Dressrosa!!!"Before his roar faded, he exerted force with his single leg, cracking the hard ground. He launched himself like a cannonball, charging out of the Colosseum passage at a speed far exceeding an ordinary person's and into the night streets that had already begun to boil!His figure, like a red-hot blade, sliced through the false tranquility of Dressrosa.And behind him was the rapidly ignited, nationwide inferno of vengeful rage!...Starting from the vicinity of the Colosseum, a single spark instantly became a prairie fire.At first it was dozens, then hundreds, then thousands... like trickles of water merging into a river, finally turning into a torrent of fury sweeping through every street and every plaza!"Doflamingo, get out here!""Blood for blood!""For King Riku!""For Dressrosa!"Roars, cries, the sound of running feet, the clashing of sporadic encounters with family grunts... all the sounds mixed together to form a revolutionary symphony that was both blood-pumping and heartbreaking.The earth of Dressrosa trembled slightly under the angry trampling of tens of thousands, as if the island itself was shivering for this long-overdue resistance.Kyros charged at the very front.He had only one leg, but every leap was powerful and incredibly fast. He swung his longsword, easily knocking aside several panicked grunts who tried to block him.He was no longer a toy; he was the 'Legendary Soldier' of Dressrosa, the most intense flame in the ignited fire of resistance!...In the center of the Colosseum, compared to the rising tide of anger outside, there was an eerie, tense silence.Sabo maintained his protective stance over Rebecca, but his gaze scanned the field like a hawk:Stussy of CP0 and Kaku, who had just struggled out of the ruins, were secretly exchanging looks;The flame behind King flickered slightly as his gaze shifted between Sabo and the distant, fierce battle between Zoro and Lucci, seemingly weighing his options;Katakuri appeared the most composed. No expression could be seen on his face beneath the scarf, but the slowly flowing Mochi around him showed he had not let down his guard.Sabo's attention was focused more on the girl behind him.Rebecca knelt on the sand, her sword and shield having long since fallen.She covered her face with both hands, her shoulders shaking violently as suppressed sobs escaped through her fingers."Mr. Soldier... all along... it was always..."She was choked with tears."Daddy... it's Daddy..."Ten years of loneliness, grievances, longing and confusion regarding paternal love, and resentment toward her own fate completely burst forth at this moment.Sabo sighed softly. He had heard of the Riku Royal Family's tragedy and could imagine the storm in the girl's heart right now.He turned slightly, using his broad shoulders to shield Rebecca from any potentially malicious gazes. He clenched his left fist, white vibration ripples faintly appearing in his palm, ready to deal with any sudden situation."Princess Rebecca,"Sabo's voice was low and gentle, carrying a reassuring power."Now is not the time to indulge in sorrow."He pointed outside the Colosseum, where the distant roars and sounds of running like a mountain tsunami could be heard."Listen, this country is waking up, it's roaring! Your father, Mr. Kyros, has already taken the lead in picking up a weapon to take back everything that belongs to you!"He looked down at the tearful girl, his eyes firm."As the blood of the Riku Royal Family and the true princess of Dressrosa, you need to witness all of this. More importantly... you need to live on strongly to see the arrival of the dawn.""The meaning of your father's battle and the value of your mother's sacrifice lie in this."Through her hazy, tearful eyes, Rebecca looked at Sabo's resolute profile and then toward the direction outside the arena where fires reached the sky, her ears filled with the boiling roars of the people.She bit her lower lip hard and stopped crying. Although her body was still trembling slightly, a trace of a warrior's tenacity was reconsolidating in her eyes amidst the tears.She reach out with trembling hands and grasped the sword and shield that had fallen beside her once more.Just then, Sabo's peripheral vision caught the movement of CP0.At the edge of the ruins, Kaku barely stood straight. His white suit was tattered, and the bandages at his neck were stained red with seeping blood.He raised a hand to touch his neck, which still throbbed with severe pain and dizziness. The gaze beneath his mask was filled with alarm and lingering fear."Stussy... the mission has failed!""The Tremor-Tremor Fruit has been consumed by the Revolutionary Army's number two. All of Dressrosa is in riot, and the situation is completely out of control.""The situation with Chief 'Falcon' is unknown. There are also two Four Emperors' executives watching like tigers here, and that swordsman from the Straw Hat crew..."He glanced warily toward where Zoro and Lucciwere fighting fiercely."...is also an unpredictable monster. Staying here any longer serves no purpose other than pointless casualties."The signature charming smile on Stussy's face had long since vanished, replaced by cold solemnity."It looks like Lucci is also in a bitter struggle."Stussy's red lips parted slightly, her voice cold and clear."Our primary duty now is to report everything that happened here truthfully to the Gorosei. As for Chief 'Falcon'..."The two instantly reached a consensus.Without any hesitation, Stussy's figure flickered, blending into the shadows like a ghost;Kaku forced a breath and performed 'Moonwalk'.One in the light and one in the dark, the two decisively sped toward a hidden exit of the Colosseum.As she passed the passage entrance below the VIP seats reserved for executives, Stussy caught sight of a retreating figure fleeing in panic inside and curled her lips into a cold, mocking arc."A stray dog... it seems the Donquixote Family's luck has truly run out."Meanwhile, in the VIP passage, Diamante was sprinting at the fastest speed of his life.He no longer had his usual elegance and affectation; his forehead was covered in cold sweat."It's over... it's all over!!"He screamed frantically in his mind,"That idiot Sugar! That useless waste! To actually be... by those ant-like Tontatta people!!"He had seen the terrifying sight of toys turning back into humans in the stands and heard the deafening roars outside.He knew that the core link of Doflamingo's ten-year rule, built on the terrifying power of the Hobi Hobi no Mi, had been completely shattered!The foundation of the kingdom of lies had collapsed!Now, the only hope was the Young Master, Doflamingo himself!As long as the Young Master returned, with his immense strength and control, he could surely still turn the situation around! He definitely could!"Young Master... Doffy! Where are you?! Please come back quickly!!"Diamante prayed desperately in his heart, his feet moving even faster, wishing he could fly to the Kings Plateau immediately.He didn't dare think about what kind of bloody doomsday would await the Donquixote Family if the Young Master couldn't return, or didn't return in time...