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The figure stood ** amid the sea of fire, the newly forged longsword wreathed in dancing fire sprites, its sweeping path seeming ready to ignite even the horizon.
"Heh."
A short, cold chuckle.
Doflamingo stepped against empty air, shifting sideways along an impossible trajectory to evade the sweep that burned everything away.
The flames themselves could not hurt him, but the heat would melt the invisible threads he had laid out-those threads were his eyes, his limbs, the web through which he controlled the battlefield.
If that web was damaged, he would lose his composure.
But that was all.
"You think this is enough to win?"
His ten fingers jerked sharply.
Ten jet-black threads burst from empty space, not so much cutting as performing something closer to "annihilation."
Wherever they passed, the roaring waves of fire were silently torn apart like cloth, exposing the scorched black void behind them.
Black-red sparks crackled along the threads' edges, carrying a heart-stopping, penetrating will, aimed straight at the massive figure ahead known for her "Steel Body"
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The figure's pupils abruptly contracted.
Almost instinctively, she raised the enormous shield named after a myth in front of her.
Clang-!!!
Not a single sound, but an unbroken thunder of groaning metal and exploding energy.
Three figures crossed, collided, and separated in midair, then crashed together again with even greater ferocity.
Jet-black lightning, pale lightning, flames that never died... three powers that pushed Devil Fruit abilities to their limits poured wildly into this airspace amid the roar of Haki.
For thousands of meters around, clouds were shredded and the atmosphere trembled. No living thing dared approach.
The turbulence from the shock waves alone was enough to drag an entire fleet to the bottom of the sea.
That was why no one was mounting a main