As soon as these pirates appeared, they looked incredibly illusory. But before long, their bodies gradually solidified, and then, howling wildly, they charged toward the grand manor at the center of the island.
This was a new illusion Doflamingo had developed, combining light-and-shadow illusions that affected the five senses with mental illusions. It could make people see lifelike, realistic figures. At the same time, as long as they could not see through it, these realistic figures possessed combat power.
But in the end, it could only be used to crush weaklings. Opponents of the same level definitely would not fear such little tricks.
Moreover, although these phantoms could use mental suggestion to inflict synchronized injuries, they could do nothing to inanimate objects. Those who observed carefully could also easily spot the flaws.
Still, it was more than enough to deal with the weaklings inside.
Soon, amid a burst of chaotic fighting sounds, Doflamingo walked in and saw that everyone in the house had already fallen unconscious.
After all, the light-and-shadow humanoids created by these illusions were completely unafraid of ordinary attacks, while every one of their attacks contained a certain impact of Mental Energy. If their nature was not seen through, then under the influence of psychological suggestion, the injuries they caused would be exactly the same as ordinary physical wounds.
In other words, I could hit you, but you could not hit me. The outcome of the battle was naturally obvious.
"Not bad. This move is quite effective for crushing weaklings." Doflamingo glanced around, then reached out and grabbed the eight- or nine-year-old boy.
The phantoms he had created had been very careful during the fight. Everyone had merely been knocked unconscious with blunt force, and Doflamingo casually fabricated a few more signs of battle before leaving.
At Sakura