I Have No Interest In Devil Fruit

The awakened power of the thread fruit completely assimilated the surrounding terrain into a large number of "threads".

A large group of threads converged into spikes, stabbing Lynch one after another.

"Stay well in the new world, why come to hinder me?"

Doflamingo waved his hands again and again, and the terrain that turned into thin lines was like white waves, strangling towards Lynch following his gestures.

Lynch covered his whole body with armed domineering, and dexterously walked between these linear waves, kicking away the linear waves coming from the left and right from time to time.

"A mere 'human', but he doesn't look at me at all...It really makes me angry!"

Doflamingo, who was covered in bruises, laughed angrily at Lynch, who was constantly dodging the pursuit of the line waves, across the white waves, "Strong physical skills? Stronger domineering? As long as you don't let you get close, what can you do?" After all... this is the difference between your level and my level! The ability of a devil fruit that has entered the awakened level... is not something that a hot-blooded man like you who only relies on brute force can compete with!"

boom!

Lynch jumped up, and a white wave chased him. He threw a swipe at Lan's feet, and even though he couldn't cut through the waves, he also repelled them.

"White line of huge waves!"

Doflamingo, who was farther away, swung his hands and turned around Lynch who landed on the ground. The ground turned into a large number of white lines, converging into more than a dozen white waves with sharp peaks and piercing him.

"call……"

Lynch exhaled slowly as he landed. He recalled the feeling when he used the Six Kings Spear to kill the explosive man. At that time, he used the Six Kings Spear without removing his armed color...

"Block of iron."

Lynch, who was covered in pitch black, let out a low voice, and the dozens of sharp white waves that surged around pierced his body covered in pitch black muscles.

when! when! when! when! when! ...

The sharp white waves hit Lynch with a series of sparks.

"What?" Doflamingo in the distance was surprised, "In the case of using armed colors, can you still use iron blocks?!"

Bailang Tsunami!

Doflamingo manipulated the white line terrain to surge towards Lynch overwhelmingly.

Lynch landed, jumped back, raised his foot and kicked the golden iron rod that had been inserted into the ground before, whoosh, whoosh—the golden iron rod spun and fell into his hands with a "snap".

"This is great..."

The golden iron rod in Lynch's hand was wrapped in a layer of flowing domineering. He looked at the white waves coming like a tsunami, and said to himself, "What name should I give?"

The white waves of the tsunami pressed down, covering Giorno!

Doflamingo was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but saw a loud "boom" in the white waves, a dark figure, accompanied by bursts of black and red domineering lightning, and balls of burning flames, unexpectedly emerged from the white waves There was a gap in the middle.

"seriously?!"

Doflamingo broke out in cold sweat, dripping down with the blood on his forehead.

Lynch stepped on layers of white waves, carrying a golden iron rod and galloping forward with unstoppable vigor!

"It's absolutely impossible to let you lean in again!"

Doflamingo yelled, gritted his teeth and waved his hands again and again. Dozens of waves spewed out from the left and right sides of the ground, and the sharp tips were stained with a layer of jet-black armed color.

"Heart Feather Strike!!"

Dozens of armed-colored spikes rushed towards the charging Lynch densely.

Without retreating, Lynch picked up the golden iron rod and smashed it on the head.

boom! ! !

The black stick body collided with dozens of arcing spikes, bursting out black and red domineering lightning, and the fine snow flying in the sky was swept away by the momentum of the sky.

Click, click...

Lynch's face was expressionless, his muscles were knotted, and he was covered with a layer of pitch black. Looking from a distance, he looked as black as a man with lumps of iron.

The golden iron rod in his hand bit by bit pressed back the group of pitch-black spikes coming from the vault.

"Where did this monster come from..." Although Doflamingo was still grinning, his tone was already a little eager, "But, I just need to entangle you."

Lynch glanced, and around and behind him, groups of white waves flew over, binding his arms and legs.

"You can unravel these threads, but if you want to interrupt them, you can't do it..."

Doflamingo sneered twice, panted and waved again, mobilizing more white waves around Giorno, "White waves!"

The waves of white threads tied Lynch up and nearly submerged him...

Lynch was left with only one face, and a small part of the golden iron rod on his right hand, which was still exposed outside the white waves.

"Eh, oh, oh..."

Doflamingo let out a long breath, raised his hand to control the white waves that bound Giorno, and said with a smile, "You underestimated me, that's your biggest failure..."

As he spoke, he waved his other hand, and a white line appeared on the ground around him. The top was still extremely sharp, but it was different from before, this time the entire line was strengthened by the armed color.

The spiked black waves followed Doflamingo's fingers, aiming at Lynch's exposed face bound by the white lines of the huge waves.

"God kills!"

With a whoosh, the spiked black waves flew over at a high speed, stabbing Lynch's exposed face heavily with a "bang", causing blood to splatter immediately.

The entire white waves that bound Lynch trembled a few times. Lynch's iron-black cheek had a cut the size of a fingernail, and blood flowed down.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it, and said with a smile: "The power is indeed not bad. But, just one shot?"

Doflamingo had a twitch of veins on his forehead, "Laugh while you still can...Huh!?"

The white waves he manipulated to bind Giorno suddenly shook.

"Both feet are finally on the ground!"

Lynch, who was submerged in the white waves, just smiled, "As soon as these two feet touch the ground, the strength will come! - Do you want to compare my strength with me? Flamingos..."

"Could it be?!"

Doflamingo was shocked, and saw Giorno let out a low cry, and then took a step forward, dragging the massive white lines on his body.

"Stop dreaming!"

Doflamingo opened his hand, controlling Bailang to suppress Giorno, "This is the power of awakening, depending on you—"

He couldn't go on, because Giorno was walking faster and faster with the white waves all over his back, boom, boom, boom... Every step he took, it was as if the whole ground was being dragged up by him, passing There was a thunderous muffled sound, as if the whole earth was mourning.

boom……

boom……

boom……

Lynch stopped halfway, and said, "By the way, you won't forget... I'm not the only one here, right?"

"Huh!?" Doflamingo was astonished and suddenly remembered something.

Lynch stood there and said with a smile: "I will be held by this thing, but it won't..."

Doflamingo turned his head abruptly, and he saw a pitch-black figure with a pair of slits of light in his eyes, waving his fists with red flames coming...

boom! !

"B.I.B" punched black and red domineering lightning, and knocked out Doflamingo, who had been standing on the remote control white wave terrain for a long time, and flew out.

Bang, bang, bang... Doflamingo, who was flying upside down, shook the ground a few times, waved his hands again and again, manipulated the white line of the terrain to grab him, lifted him up, and looked up, the black figure flew to the ground again. In front of him, this time was a fist that looked like a blue flame.

"What the hell is that!?"

Two long white waves surged from Doflamingo's side, piercing towards the strange black figure - but they passed by without touching anything.

boom!

Doflamingo was knocked down by "B.I.B" again in astonishment.

"Wow!" Doflamingo hit the ground on all fours, sank to the ground, and spit out a mouthful of dirty blood mixed with broken teeth. He felt the black shadow attacking again from behind, and when he raised his palm, several lines of spikes piled up around him. , the tips of the spikes are all dyed with a layer of armed domineering, "Go to hell!"

Whoosh whoosh! The armed black thorns stabbed at the black figure flying down, but the black figure disintegrated and shattered into many pieces, avoiding the attacking black thorns.

"what?!"

Doflamingo was startled again, countless black lumps reunited in front of him into a black figure, raised his foot, and kicked him away with a bang.

The blood was drawn into a red line as Doflamingo flew, and he manipulated the white waves to block himself, using the softness of the waves to remove a lot of the impact force, clutching his chest and gritting his teeth, blood oozing from between his teeth.

"Huchi...huchi..."

Panting heavily, Doflamingo suddenly remembered something, and looked at the white waves that bound Giorno just now—the white waves were surging, and Giorno had disappeared.

"Are you looking for me?"

Giorno's voice came from above his head, and Doflamingo raised his head with an ugly face, and saw Giorno leaping high with a golden iron rod in his hand.

The birdcage is the background in the sky, and the white waves are constantly chasing under his feet. Lynch holds the golden iron rod in his hand, breathes long and hard, and falls towards Doflamingo in the huge waves on the ground.

"Oops, I can't move my body for a while..."

Doflamingo roared wildly, waved his hands repeatedly, and the waves around his body condensed into sixteen black spikes, "Sixteen Holy Bullets—"

Lynch landed quickly, holding the golden iron rod in his hand, the body of the rod was pitch black, lingering domineering, and said to himself: "The name of the move is useless, I..."

"—God kills!!"

The huge waves of sixteen black lines around Doflamingo slammed towards Giorno who was falling overhead.

"You call God to kill, then I'll call..." Lynch swung his black stick and swung down the sixteen black thorns with great force, "God to kill!"

boom! ! ! !

The aftermath of the black-red domineering lightning that far surpassed any previous one burst out at the point where the sticks and lines collided, and the sound caused by the powerful momentum was heard even by the navy outside the birdcage.

"Is the ground shaking?"

A sailor who had escaped from a sunken warship looked at his feet strangely.

"Why hasn't this strange cage disappeared?"

"I don't know if the members of Don Quixote's family are still inside..."

The sailors talked a lot, but there was really nothing they could do about this weird big cage in front of them.

After being rescued, the young Drake, who was among the sailors, was panting, staring blankly at the scene in the birdcage, thinking that the voice just now might be those two people fighting the Don Quixote family... …

"Look, it's Lieutenant General He's warship!"

The sailors shouted happily behind him, and when Drake turned his head, he saw a warship with a big "crane" written on the canvas approaching on the sea in the distance.

"It seems that there is a lot of movement..."

On the deck, He murmured, the distance was too far, and her knowledge and knowledge could only give a vague feeling.

In that huge cage, one of them seems to have become a caged bird that cannot fly out...

...

When all the aftermath gradually dissipated...

In the snow in the birdcage, in the center of a huge crater with a radius of tens of meters, was a large pool of radial blood. Lying in the middle of the blood was Doflamingo who was covered in bruises.

From his chin to his chest and abdomen, there was a long strip of depression visible to the naked eye obliquely. He looked like a piece of broken porcelain.

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