"Dragon? More like a worm!" Apophis stepped forward, his sharp, tyrannical Aura sweeping forth like a tidal wave. It made everyone feel as though they had been cast into hell, surrounded by the wails of wronged souls and ghosts.
As their Conqueror's Haki collided, purple-black lightning faintly crackled through the air. Cracks appeared across the brick-paved ground beneath the nearly tangible clash.
Even the aftershocks of their Conqueror's Haki clash left the Donquixote Family members on the verge of passing out.
"To actually match Doffy's Conqueror's Haki... just how powerful is this man's Aura?" Pica shrieked in disbelief.
The man he had sworn to follow had awakened Conqueror's Haki at the age of eight. He was a king destined by fate!
"It hurts... I can't even endure the aftershocks!" Senor clutched his head tightly, sweat soaking his forehead and blurring his vision.
Before long, the balance began to shift.
Doflamingo's body swayed slightly, while Apophis's steps remained completely steady.
"Damn it, the battle is starting to tilt toward the Crimson Swordsman!" Diamante said through gritted teeth.
"Although their Conqueror's Haki is about equally strong, the Crimson Swordsman is too despicable. He actually mixed his killing intent into his Aura!" Trebol roared furiously.
"We can't just stand here watching. Let's rush him together and kill the Crimson Swordsman!"
The Donquixote Family naturally had no qualms about ganging up on someone. Each of them unleashed their ultimate moves and charged at Apophis in the center of the battlefield.
"Sticky Launch Cannon!"
"Dancing Stone!"
"Death Stardust!"
"Explosive Bullet!"
Slashes, explosions—more than a dozen brilliant attacks flew toward Apophis at once.
"You're all in my way!" Apophis withdrew his Aura and vanished in a flash, leaping out of their encirclement.
Though he had been the last to react, not a single attack from