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He grinned, more black shadows spilling through the gaps of his missing teeth.
At the same time, a sandstorm rose from the ground.
Crocodile did not even turn around. He merely raised his palm.
Yellow sand twisted into a giant python and swallowed a vast swath of lava.
A scorched stench spread. The sand melted into glass in the intense heat, but more surged from deep underground, wave after wave, forcibly drowning the crimson beneath earthy yellow.
The shriek of gold tearing through the air joined the din.
Tesoro flicked a finger.
The cannonballs were not metal, but solidified wealth-chunks of gold coated in Armament Haki exploded in midair. The shock waves drove the lava back, while shattered gold leaf vaporized in the heat, becoming a dazzling haze of light.
This was what it meant to throw money around like dirt.
Akainu's fist never so much as touched the island.
Instead, a foot came down on it.
White and black filaments of lightning coiled around the boot's sole, shattering every stream of molten rock in its path before landing squarely on the knuckles of Akainu's lava fist.
The boot's owner leaned forward slightly.
"When you meet a descendant of the creators,"
his voice carried honeyed mockery.
"Shouldn't you kneel?"
The answer was two jets of scorching smoke from his nostrils.
His other arm abruptly transformed, lava condensing into a vicious dog's head with interlocking fangs, snapping toward Doflamingo's throat.
Dog Biting Crimson Lotus.
The young man merely curled his index finger.
Countless transparent threads emerged from thin air, weaving into a nest.
Countless transparent strands darted through the air, weaving into an enormous, all-encompassing web that descended over the beast formed of lava and shadow.
The lava beast raised its head and unleashed a deafening roar. The sound