Doflamingo's Eyes Widened
"Whoosh..." A sharp gust of wind suddenly rang out, as if tearing through a barrier in the air. Doflamingo's arrogant and cocky expression froze instantly. His eyes widened in disbelief and shock. He watched helplessly as his body was cleaved in two by that dazzling yet cold blade of light. Blood gushed out from his severed body like blooming flowers, dripping onto the ground with a "drip-drip" sound, as if it were a merciless countdown from fate.
"Hmm?" Moke frowned slightly, a look of surprise on his face. At this moment, a storm was raging in his heart. Indeed, before this fierce duel, he was confident that he could defeat Doflamingo. With his usual arduous training and his unique and powerful combat skills, he even felt that he was capable of crushing this once invincible guy. In his mind, this battle would definitely be a thrilling and fierce fight, with both sides exchanging blows and constantly using all their strength. Every move contained enormous energy, and the aftershocks of the battle would even turn the surrounding environment upside down.
However, reality was far from his expectations. He never imagined the battle would end so easily, that he would defeat Doflamingo with a single strike. Doflamingo was no ordinary character; he was, after all, one of the top-ranking members of the Shichibukai. In this group filled with powerful figures, he held a pivotal position through his strength and methods. His reputation resounded throughout the entire sea, striking fear into the hearts of countless pirates.
He was the king of the Underworld. In that dark and mysterious Underworld, he controlled a vast network of power, manipulating all kinds of illegal transactions, from arms trafficking to human trafficking, he did everything he could. With a single word from him, the entire Underworld would tremble, and countless gang leaders and criminal groups would bow down to him.
Moreover, he was someone who had already developed his Devil Fruit to the Awakening stage. The Awakening of Devil Fruit means being able to unleash its power to the fullest, possessing unimaginable strength. After Doflamingo's String-String Devil Fruit Awakening, he could manipulate everything around him at will, even turning the earth into an ocean of threads, plunging his enemies into endless predicaments. How could such a powerful being be so easily defeated with a single strike? A sense of doubt welled up in Moke's heart. He suspected that there might be some conspiracy hidden within, or that Doflamingo had some trump card up his sleeve.
"Not good..." Moke's face turned deathly pale instantly, as if shrouded in an invisible shadow. His brows furrowed tightly, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his eyes were filled with terror and unease. Although he didn't possess the special ability of Observation Haki to sense danger in advance, his years of experience navigating this perilous world made his intuition feel like an invisible hand gripping his heart, instinctively realizing that the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse and was extremely bad.
Just as he was filled with anxiety, the sight before him almost stopped his heart. Doflamingo, whom he had just cleaved in two with a single strike, had his severed body Mew transformed into wisps of silk. These threads floated gently in the air, shimmering with an eerie luster, as if they were magic from another mysterious world. Moke's eyes widened, his mouth slightly agape, completely unable to believe what he was seeing; his mind went completely blank.
"Fufufu..." In the suffocating silence, Doflamingo's signature laugh, as distinctive as the hooting of an owl, echoed eerily behind Moke. The laugh seemed like a curse from the depths of hell; each note was like a cold, sharp blade piercing straight into Moke's back, sending a chill down his spine.
Moke tried to turn around abruptly, but before he could move, Doflamingo had already launched his attack. Doflamingo swiftly created eight nearly transparent, thin threads from his toes. These threads were as fine as hair, yet exuded a chillingly sharp aura. They trembled slightly in the air, like venomous snakes poised to strike. Then, Doflamingo unleashed a powerful kick, sending the eight threads hurtling towards Moke like eight bolts of Inazuma. This kick was not merely an ordinary attack; it was a linear attack imbued with the sharp threads, its power enough to send an opponent flying in an instant.
This technique, "Athlete," is similar to a kicking version of "Five Color Strings," and its power is evident in the original work. Once, in a bustling town, a tall building was cleaved in two by "Athlete," as if by an invisible giant axe. Debris flew everywhere, raising clouds of dust—a truly shocking scene. Even someone as powerful as Luffy, despite using Armament Haki, could only barely withstand this attack and could not completely defend against its terrifying force.
But Moke isn't Luffy. Luffy possesses an innate, powerful physique and an unwavering fighting spirit; honed through countless battles, his strength has reached an astonishing level. Moke, however, is just an ordinary person struggling to survive in this world. Although he has experienced many battles, his strength is worlds apart from Luffy's. At this moment, facing Doflamingo's fatal blow, Moke is filled with despair. He feels like a lamb to the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist.
In that split second, Moke Ground Burst of Armament Haki. The Armament Haki shimmered with a deep and mysterious light, like an indestructible Armored Titan, completely covering him. Simultaneously, a sinister and terrifying ghostly Ghost Aura surged forth from his body, like a demon released from the depths of hell, churning and roaring wildly around him, emitting chilling shrieks that instantly chilled the surrounding air to the bone.
At that moment, Doflamingo's signature threads, like deadly blades hidden in the shadows, swept towards Moke with terrifying speed. These threads, seemingly delicate and fragile, actually contained immense destructive power, tracing sharp paths through the air. In the blink of an eye, Doflamingo's threads formed a giant net, tightly enveloping and severing Moke's entire body. The threads hissed as they cut into Moke, as if even the air itself was being shredded. Surprisingly, however, the Armament Haki, which everyone considered indestructible, seemed utterly useless against these sharp threads; Moke's body was easily sliced into several pieces.
Just when everyone thought Moke had suffered a severe injury, an unbelievable scene unfolded. Moke's dismembered body instantly returned to normal, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion. His body seemed to possess a miraculous ability to self-repair, with each dismembered limb quickly piecing itself back together without leaving a single scar.
Almost at the same moment Moke recovered, Doflamingo seized the opportunity, suddenly raising his foot and kicking Moke hard in the back. This kick contained his immense power, accompanied by a whistling sound, as if it would shatter Moke's body. However, something strange happened again. When Doflamingo's foot struck Moke's back, he was horrified to find that Moke's body was like a bottomless swamp. His foot seemed to sink into a sticky mud pit, not only failing to harm Moke in the slightest, but instead sinking deeper and deeper, as if tightly sucked in by an invisible force.
"Not good..." Doflamingo thought to himself, a strong sense of unease rising within him. His face turned deathly pale, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He desperately tried to pull his foot out of Moke's body, but the suction force grew stronger and stronger, making it impossible for him to break free.
At this moment, a confident smile crept onto Moke's lips. In that brief instant, he had successfully transformed into Logia Mud-Mud Ability user. It turned out that, to better utilize his ability in battle, he had cleverly modified his shoes. He had altered them to resemble sandals, allowing him to easily touch the ground with his feet. He knew that for Transformation-type users, ground contact was a key factor in activating their abilities, but it didn't necessarily require physical contact. He had used this to successfully unleash his Mud-Mud Ability, firmly binding Doflamingo's feet. The ground around Moke began to ripple, as if countless invisible hands were pulling at Doflamingo, rendering him immobile and forcing him to watch helplessly as he fell into an increasingly dangerous situation.
On this battlefield, thick with tension, the atmosphere was so oppressive that even the air seemed to freeze. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two facing off. He turned slightly, his movements graceful and swift, as if the turn contained endless mystery. His eyes revealed determination and resolve, like stars in a cold night, radiating a cold and sharp light.
In his hand, the blade named Shusui seemed to be imbued with a soul. Its blade gleamed with a cold, eerie light, resembling a lurking dragon in the dim light. The moment he swung Shusui, the speed was astonishing, like an Inazuma slicing through the night, carrying a sharp aura and invincible power. "Swish..." This soft sound was like the whisper of Death God, or the pronouncement of fate. A cold light flashed like a shooting star, so fast that one could barely blink.
Looking at Doflamingo again, his previously arrogant expression was instantly replaced by terror. His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, as if he wanted to scream, but the sudden turn of events rendered him speechless. One of his legs had been cleanly severed at the knee, and blood gushed from the cut like a fountain, splattering onto the surrounding ground and forming gruesome blood flowers. "Ah..." Doflamingo finally let out a scream, a sharp and mournful sound, as if a painful wail from the depths of his soul, echoing across the empty battlefield.
However, the battle was far from over. Moke showed no mercy; a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. He swiftly raised his leg, channeling all his strength into a thunderous kick that slammed into Doflamingo's abdomen. "Pfft..." With a dull thud, a mouthful of blood spurted from Doflamingo's mouth, arcing through the air before splattering on the ground. The force of the impact sent Doflamingo hurtling through the air like a cannonball, his body twisting and contorting in pain and despair.
At the same time, Doflamingo's severed leg, carrying momentum, slammed to the ground with a muffled thud. The broken leg trembled slightly on the ground, as if still bearing the lingering pain and resentment of its owner. The surrounding air seemed to become even more oppressive because of this gruesome scene, and everyone's breathing became rapid as they watched the battle unfold with bated breath.
"Hiss..."
In this chaotic yet tense battlefield, everyone whose eyes fell upon this scene gasped in unison, the sound spreading rapidly through the crowd like a gust of wind. Their eyes were filled with shock and disbelief, their mouths slightly agape, as if frozen in place by the sight before them.
Doflamingo is a figure renowned throughout the seas. Everyone present has a deep understanding of his strength. He is usually arrogant and ruthless, his superior demeanor befitting the overlord of the ocean. Although he may be slightly Marine Admiral, the difference is only a hair's breadth. In everyone's eyes, his strength far surpasses that of all the Vice Admiral present. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he has reached the level of Admiral Candidate. His String-String Devil Fruit Ability is unparalleled; those silken yet incredibly sharp weapons have claimed countless lives. Every move he makes carries a chilling aura, as if he could manipulate the entire world at will.
However, this very powerful figure suffered an unprecedented defeat at the hands of Moke. Doflamingo's once confident face was now replaced by pain and terror. He couldn't even withstand a few moves from Moke. The Shusui in Moke's hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like a Death God from hell. Moke's figure flashed, appearing before Doflamingo like a ghost, the Shusui flashing like Inazuma. Before Doflamingo could react, he felt a sharp pain in his leg. Then, his leg was cleanly severed by Moke. Blood gushed from the severed leg like a fountain, staining the ground beneath his feet. Doflamingo screamed, lost his balance, and flew backward.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked. They never imagined that Doflamingo would have his leg severed so easily by Moke. This made them realize that Moke's strength was far more terrifying than they had imagined. Moke was like a super bomb that suddenly appeared in the ocean, shattering everyone's understanding.
"Whoosh..." However, this was far from over. Moke raised Shusui high once more, his eyes revealing a resolute and ruthless determination. This time, he poured all his strength into this single strike. An invisible aura seemed to surge around his body, a manifestation of immense power. With a powerful swing of his arm, a terrifying slash erupted from the blade of Shusui. The power of this slash was comparable to that of the World's Greatest Swordsman Hawkeye. Wherever the slash passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Stones and dust on the ground were swept up by this powerful force, forming a massive wall of dust.
Moke unleashed his full power in this strike, holding nothing back. He had only one thought in his mind: to completely defeat Doflamingo. He knew that Doflamingo was an extremely dangerous individual, and if he didn't seize this opportunity to eliminate him completely, he would undoubtedly become a huge hidden danger in the future.
Doflamingo, already writhing in pain from the kick, was nearly fainting from the excruciating pain in his broken leg. However, when he saw the terrifying slash hurtling towards him, his eyes narrowed instantly. His gaze, previously unfocused by the pain, became intensely concentrated. His expression held a hint of terror—the fear of death. A powerful will to survive surged within him, and he desperately tried to dodge the attack. His body twisted in the air, attempting to alter his trajectory. His hands flailed wildly, as if grasping at a straw. However, the slash was simply too fast; he felt like prey targeted by a hunter, unable to escape the fatal blow.
"Rumble..."
At this tense and suffocating moment, a gigantic bear paw suddenly flew in from one side of the battlefield with a sharp gust of wind. The bear paw, like a small mountain, hurtled towards them with unstoppable force. At that moment, Moke was unleashing his full power with a slash filled with chilling killing intent. This slash seemed capable of cleaving space itself, Shine with a terrifyingly cold light.
The moment the flying bear paw collided with Moke's slash, it was as if two enormous energy bombs exploded simultaneously. The deafening roar shook the surrounding air, and a powerful Shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the point of impact. The blinding light from the explosion stung the eyes, as if the sun had suddenly burst open before them. Countless gusts of air raged in the blast, tearing up large chunks of the ground, and rubble and dust rained down like raindrops.
Doflamingo was already flying in mid-air, and the shockwave from the sudden, violent explosion also affected him. It was as if he had been shoved hard by an invisible hand, and he was thrown uncontrollably further away. He tumbled and rolled in the air, his cloak fluttering wildly in the wind. However, it was precisely this impact that allowed him to avoid Moke's potentially fatal slash, thus saving his life.
Such a peculiar attack method—anyone who isn't completely clueless could figure out who was behind it with a little common sense. Moke's gaze involuntarily turned towards the direction from which the bear paw had flown, where a tall, imposing figure appeared. This was a legendary figure with a formidable reputation in the martial world. He was Bartholomew Kuma, known as the "Tyrant," one of the Shichibukai the Sea.
Kuma hails from the South Blue and is a half- Buccaneer Tribe. He was once the king of the Sorbet Kingdom, where he held a supreme position. His past is like a legendary book, filled with countless stories. His original bounty was a staggering 296 million Beli, a testament to his immense power. In the world of pirates, he was a figure feared by all.
Kuma is also a "Paw Man" who ate the Paw-Paw Fruit. This Devil Fruit granted him extremely special abilities. His hands are like two magical paws that can deflect anything, whether it's attacks, damage, or pain. This ability is like an invincible protective umbrella in battle, as well as a sharp offensive weapon, allowing him to carve out his own niche in the world.
In the Grand Line, a place full of fantasy and adventure, there are many characters with different personalities and eccentric behaviors. Among them, Momonosuke and Absalom are definitely the ones that make people grit their teeth.
Let's start with Momonosuke. When you first see him, his youthful appearance, thin body, and innocent eyes make him seem like just a naive child. However, don't be fooled by his seemingly harmless exterior. His true nature, hidden beneath that facade, can only be described as "extremely lecherous."
Throughout his time on the Thousand Sunny, Momonosuke countless repulsive acts. On one occasion, during a routine activity on the ship, Nami and Robin were chatting on the deck, sunlight streaming down their faces, highlighting their alluring figures. At that moment, Momonosuke's shifty eyes began to dart around. Momonosuke their inattention, he stealthily approached like a cunning little fox, then suddenly buried his head in Nami and Robin's chest. In that instant, Nami and Robin's faces were filled with anger and shock, while Momonosuke, like a rogue, feigned innocence.