The man holding the blade wore an agonized expression, his eyes filled with shock as he stammered out a reply.
"I don't know what's happening either. My body... it feels like it's completely out of my control!"
"Get out of the way! Hurry!"
He shouted at the top of his lungs, but the companion facing him couldn't move either.
"My body's out of control too!"
Crack!
Slash!
The blade came down, carving a deep gash straight across the man's chest.
Blood gushed out, and his life slipped away at once.
Meanwhile, the same scene played out all around them.
In just one minute, tragedy after tragedy unfolded.
Companions slaughtered one another!
Half of Tesoro's men were gone in an instant!
"Doflamingo, you bastard!" Tesoro's face twisted with fury, as though he wanted to devour Doflamingo alive.
Of course, he knew this was the power of Doflamingo's String-String Fruit.
But there was nothing he could do about the scene before him.
He could only watch helplessly as his own men slaughtered one another.
An immensely smug smile spread across Doflamingo's face.
He grinned and taunted, "Well, Tesoro? What do you think you can do? Fufufufufu!"
Tesoro's face drained of color. Unable to remain standing, he leaned against a nearby rock.
An overwhelming sense of helplessness rose within him.
Doflamingo swaggered forward, chuckling. "I'll give you another chance!"
"Join my family, and I can make you a Family Executive!"
"Follow me, and we can enjoy all the riches and luxuries this world has to offer. Doesn't that sound good?"
Tesoro snorted and snapped, "Bullshit!"
"Do you think I don't know what you're after, Doflamingo?"
"You just covet my ability. You want me to generate wealth for you."
"An executive, my ass. I'd just be your slave. Do you think I don't know