Doflamingo hovered in midair, staring fixedly at Lorne below.
"What kind of monstrous body is this!"
"My Five Color Strings can slice even steel to pieces with ease! Yet when they cut his flesh, it heals in an instant!"
All ten fingers on Doflamingo's hands twitched wildly.
"I refuse to believe I can't kill you!"
"Descending Rogue String!"
He swept both hands sharply.
Five extremely sharp, transparent strings plunged straight down from high above.
The strings pierced Lorne's shoulders with a shrill whistle through the air.
Squelch!
Blood splattered again.
Lorne did not even furrow his brow.
He raised his right hand and grabbed the strings embedded in his shoulders.
"Are these underhanded tricks all you've got!" Lorne roared.
He gave a powerful yank.
He tore the tough Descending Rogue Strings apart by brute force.
The severed strings writhed wildly in midair.
The bloody holes in Lorne's shoulders healed instantly, leaving not a single scar.
Doflamingo's pupils contracted sharply.
"He actually tore my strings apart with his bare hands!"
"Just how terrifying is this brat's physical strength!"
Veins throbbed on Doflamingo's forehead.
"Die! Die!" he roared furiously.
All ten of his fingers twitched again.
More transparent strings descended from the sky, weaving into an even denser Web of Death that engulfed Lorne completely.
Lorne stood where he was, threw back his head, and laughed aloud.
"Is that all the strength you've got, Doflamingo!" Lorne roared.
"Your strings are as soft as cotton! They're not even fit to scratch an itch for me!"
He completely ignored the agonizing pain of being sliced.
The sharp strings kept tearing through his skin.
Battlefield Valor worked furiously, constantly repairing his wounds.
The grit within Lorne skyrocketed as he endured the attacks.
Golden-red light intertwined with jet-black Armament Haki.
His muscles bulged, and a terrifying