stonecrandall Chapter 395 Contract and the Devil
Chapter 395 Contract and the Devil
Doflamingo's wild laughter echoed in the birdcage, and the pure black threads squirmed like living things, each one emitting a sharp edge that could cut through space.
Having endured countless tortures in the hell called the "Phantom Room", barely surviving in an environment filled with extremely evil souls in his real body, Doflamingo has now arrived at the battlefield in accordance with the will of "God". He is now completely different from before.
Not only did the contract in the soul become stronger, but the power derived from the contract also flowed into the body.
Demonization, immortality, and the strange resonance with the power of the fruit when the soul is about to be torn apart - in that space, he seems to be able to imprint his own will into the will of the fruit. In this way, the String-String Fruit is no longer a simple tool, but a demon born out of his desire!
Is this the so-called "national treasure"?
Obviously not, but it is an existence that is more hidden than the national treasure!
Only then did Doflamingo understand the true source of the master of the "Void Throne"—the Mother Tree of Desire! A deity of the forest born from the ancient times, spurred by human desire!
Everything comes from the contract. Because of the existence of the contract, the "Creator" is the "Creator", and the devil can put on the cloak of "God"!
"Things are different now, Yakumo Shiro, the shackles you placed on me have been broken—!
The tool that was once at your fingertips has now turned into a deadly weapon. Are you satisfied with this result?
The devil's wings and tentacles spread out around his body, and the alienated threads covered the sky. After knowing the truth of the world, Doflamingo no longer had any hope of revenge on the entire Celestial Dragon clan. At most, as a knight of God, he would turn those who had laughed at him into nourishment for the illusion room.
Looking at Yakumo Shiro in front of him - the person who had "enslaved" him, Doflamingo felt complicated, including hatred, sarcasm, sympathy and regret, but these emotions were not worth mentioning in the face of greater madness.
Before he could finish his words, Doflamingo had already driven dozens of black threads to shoot towards Yakumo Shiro like a rainstorm. The black silk suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into hundreds of silk threads as thin as cow hair. The sharp sound of the air being torn almost condensed into substance. If someone was entangled, the silk threads would probably pierce every inch of his bones in an instant.
"Parasite line? Prison lock!"
"clang!"
Amid the crisp sound of metal clashing, Yakumo Shiro stepped lightly on the air, and the lightning transformed from the Thunder Fruit exploded all over his body. Doflamingo did not retreat but advanced. Thousands of silk threads condensed into hundreds of sharp long whips, which were spread with heavy and malicious domineering aura. Driven by madness, they were woven into a tight web, leaving deep marks wherever they passed.
"It seems even stray dogs are homesick. I never thought you'd end up like this after just a short while..."
Sometimes he turned into lightning and shuttled between the silk threads, and sometimes he merged into the shadows and disappeared into the dark space. While moving, Yakumo Bai only spoke to himself. Even when facing the current Doflamingo, he did not feel any additional pressure.
"Hey hey hey! Looks like I need to sew your mouth shut with thread! Before you get torn apart!"
Hearing this, Doflamingo's smile remained, but veins were already crawling on his forehead. Hundreds of long whips gathered again, their inky black domineering aura almost tangible. Just as shown in the original work, it was an attack imitating the King of Heaven, but now, both the power and the number were incomparable.
"64 rounds of holy bullets·God's killing!"
“Buzz——!”
64 pitch-black spears cut through the night sky, and the dark purple light flashing at the spear tips distorted the surrounding air, as if even space was about to be pierced by this intensive attack.
Doflamingo's devil wings flapped wildly behind him, with a crazy smile on his face. Black lines spread along his arms to his fingertips. It was obvious that he had exerted the power of the fruit to the extreme.
“Ding—!”
Several collision sounds were heard in succession, and Yakumo Shiro swung his sword to block one spear after another. The blade always maintained a steady swinging rhythm, and each collision was accompanied by the disappearance of domineering aura.
However, after that, the black spears seemed endless, constantly surging up. Driven by Doflamingo, they vowed to completely pierce the person in front of them, so as to end the hatred in their hearts!
"It's not over yet!" Doflamingo grinned and added control. The severed spear tips suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of thin lines, covering the sky like a swarm of locusts.
Just as Doflamingo's attack became more and more fierce, and the black threads almost covered half of the sky, a strong domineering aura suddenly broke out. The slash wrapped in the domineering color swept across, clearing all the threads in front of him almost instantly!
"It seems that you are indeed far behind." Yakumo Shiro emerged from the debris in the sky, the dark red lightning wrapped around the Butsuji Soul crackled, and the blade pointed directly at Doflamingo who was stunned in the distance.
"It's been a while since you've joined the battles at sea, and you've become a little slow. Do I need to remind you, Doflamingo? Even if you've become a Knight of God, you're still a little behind the times.
Do you need me to teach you how to use Ba Chan?
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At the same time, on the other side of the battlefield, Dorag was fighting fiercely with Saint Somaz.
Taking advantage of the brief respite to heal, Saint Somaz unleashed all his fury on Dorag. The thorns transformed into a mace, carrying an incomparably sharp edge, attacked together with several thorn snakes.
"Since you don't want me to have an easy life, then no one should have an easy life. Pay the price for me, Revolutionary Army!"
Saint Somaz grinned grimly, and caught a glimpse of the souls pouring out of the phantom room and slaughtering people wantonly. He was shocked and frightened - the appearance of these guys only meant one thing, that is, Lord Im was very dissatisfied with the actions of himself and others, and at the same time, he could no longer tolerate Azur Lane and the Revolutionary Army.
At this point, although I can't spread fear throughout Azur Lane as I planned, I can only cooperate with these guys to kill all the enemies in front of me. Maybe I can make amends in front of Lord Im!
The giant green dragon transformed by Dorag circled into the sky, and the wind blades slashed at the thorns like a rainstorm, but Saint Somaz suddenly pressed his palm on the ground. The broken thorn fragments took root and sprouted the moment they touched the ground, turning into countless entangled vines, and stopped it in mid-air under the domineering entanglement.
"caught you!"
Seeing this, Saint Somaz was about to tighten the thorns and give him the Red Lotus Punishment, but he saw that dark red lightning suddenly spread around Dorag, and the green strong wind tore through the vines like a sharp sword. At the same time, the dragon claws slashed down with the momentum of tearing the sky apart.
In a hurry, the thorn shield condensed by Saint Somaz instantly shattered, and the whole person fell into the ruins like a kite with a broken string. However, when he looked at the tragic scene on the other side of the battlefield, he suddenly laughed wildly.
"Look at your men! They're being slaughtered by their own comrades! Azur Lane? What a joke!"