Donquixote Family Annihilated (Part 2)

Sugar had barely steadied herself at the edge of the explosion when the surging blast wave made her pupils contract. Just as she was about to use Soru again to evade, a green figure abruptly entered her field of vision.

"We've wasted too much time."

Without looking back, Monet spoke in a voice as calm as if she were commenting on the weather. She extended her slender, pale hand, and endless blood spread outward from her like a living tide. The blood rapidly condensed into dozens of long spears wrapped in Armament Haki.

The blood spears pierced through the blast wave as easily as a hot knife through butter. Without losing momentum, they shot toward Trebol. Before he could even react effectively, more than ten blood spears nailed him to the ground.

"Argh!"

Trebol let out a scream, then immediately sensed something even more terrifying happening: his lifespan and the blood within his body were being frantically drained by those blood spears.

He instinctively activated Armament Haki to resist, but Monet's Armament Haki was clearly of a far higher quality. The crimson glow overwhelmed his defenses in an instant.

Trebol's body aged at a visible rate. His skin sagged and wrinkled, while his hair turned pale white.

The massive blood loss left him dizzy and his vision darkened. A few seconds later, this former top executive of the Donquixote Family had become a white-haired old man on the verge of death.

Outside the Corrida Colosseum.

[Bull Lance]!

Diamante transformed the blade of his Western sword into something as light and fluttering as silk, then continuously reshaped it until it became a peculiar weapon with a bullfighting-style blade at the tip.

He grabbed the blade, coating it in Armament Haki, and thrust the horned tip at his enemy.

Clang!

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