Five Color Threads!
As the two stood to one side and watched the show, strands as thin as hair yet incomparably sharp slashed toward them.
Though those nearly transparent threads looked utterly harmless, that was merely a deception.
Just like piano wire could kill, these nearly transparent threads could slice and even sever an opponent's body. They were difficult to detect, making them the ideal means of a sneak attack.
But both Dawn and Aokiji had mastered Observation Haki, so there was no way they would fail to notice them. Dawn took the lead, creating barriers around the outer edge as he tested the gap in strength between himself and Doflamingo.
Seeing Dawn act first, Aokiji understood his intentions and did not create an ice wall to block the attack.
Crack! Crack!
Like knives cutting through tofu, layer after layer of barriers shattered like broken glass under the threads. Yet more barriers continuously rose behind them, shielding Dawn and Aokiji.
"Whew, I still blocked them. That took a bit of effort," Dawn said with a smile, wiping away sweat that did not exist.
"I never expected Admiral candidate Aokiji and Marine Hero Garp to pay me a visit. What an honor. Fuffuffuffuffu."
That trademark laugh, the pointed shoes, and the flamboyant pink chicken—no, bird-feather coat. It was undoubtedly Doflamingo.
Yet Diamante, Secca, and Trebol, his three top officers, were nowhere beside him. He stood alone at a high point, clearly wary of facing Garp and Aokiji.
Although he spoke words of welcome, Doflamingo's expression was far from pleasant. The savage veins bulging on his forehead made that obvious.
But what could he do? He was desperate too. Standing before him were Garp and Aokiji, a future Admiral candidate. Two officers were already down. If they fought, he might end up