"Bullet String."
Threads sharper than blades sliced across Marco's cheek, leaving a bloody gash on his face.
Marco looked calmly at Donquixote Doflamingo, blue flames coiling around his body. They were Phoenix flames—lacking much offensive power, but capable of rapidly healing his injuries.
In the blink of an eye, the wound on Marco's cheek had completely vanished.
"Donquixote Doflamingo, are you the Celestial Dragons' dog now, or the Marines'?" Marco asked coldly.
Those words instantly enraged Donquixote Doflamingo. What he hated most was precisely this sort of thing. He had once been a Celestial Dragon, yet now he seemed like nothing more than the Celestial Dragons' dog.
Donquixote Doflamingo truly hated Liu Feng, but when facing Liu Feng, he did not dare show it and could only suppress that hatred deep inside.
But when facing a mere pirate like Marco, Donquixote Doflamingo could no longer hold it back.
Even if Donquixote Doflamingo went all out, though, he could not possibly defeat Marco. Of course, Marco would not find it easy to deal with Donquixote Doflamingo either.
Donquixote Doflamingo had yet to use the awakened power of the String-String Fruit. It was unclear whether he had not awakened it yet or simply wished to conceal that power.
If he used the String-String Fruit's awakened power, he might be able to fight Marco to a draw. But without it, he could only be faintly suppressed.
Diamond Jozu was held back by Hawk Eyes. Though Hawk Eyes' sword aura could not break through Jozu's defense, it still stopped him in his tracks.
"I'll hold off Hawk Eyes Mihawk. You go help Pops."
Vista arrived beside Jozu and spoke to him.
Vista was the commander of the Whitebeard Pirates' Fifth Division, a dual-sword wielder and a formidable great swordsman. He had long wanted to