"Block this for !"
With veins bulging on his forehead, Doflamingo slamd both palms onto the ground, pushing the awakened power of the String-String Fruit to its absolute limit.
The earth shook as an even greater torrent of silk threads surged forth.
Fresh power was imdiately injected into the dented white shield, forcing the crimson impact back until it eventually exploded and dissipated into nothingness.
A massive crater appeared on the surface of the gargantuan white shield.
Inside the pit, broken and molten threads were scattered everywhere.
"Fuffuffuffuffu... it seems that move didn't co without a price."
The white shield dissolved into several pillars of thread and dispersed, allowing Doflamingo to see Zane's condition.
Following the strike of the Ripper Incineration Cannon, Zane descended back to the ground as if his strength were spent, the Steel Wings retracting into his back.
At this mont, the sleeve on his right arm had been reduced to ash.
The exposed arm was charred black from high-temperature burns.
"Impressive. I suppose I shouldn't expect anything less from one of the Seven Warlords. To think the secret technique I worked so hard to develop was blocked just like that."
Gazing at Doflamingo, Zane offered a sincere complint.
The opponent's strength was undoubtedly greater than he had anticipated.
He had originally thought that even if the Ripper Incineration Cannon couldn't end the fight in one blow, it would at least inflict so degree of damage.
But looking at the results now, that clearly wasn't the case.
"What? Thinking of surrendering? No matter, I am a generous man. As long as you are willing to submit to , I can let bygones be bygones," Doflamingo said, spreading his arms wide in a display of feigned magnanimity.
The deaths of Lao G and Buffalo certainly infuriated him, but if he could recruit the man before him—even if he wasn't of the Three-Eye Tribe—it would be enough to recover his losses and perhaps even turn a massive profit.
Zane t his gaze with cold eyes.
If he rembered correctly, this man always claid his subordinates were 'family.'
It seed those words were nothing more than empty rhetoric.
"How disgusting. I'm going to completely crush you now!"
Zane clenched his fists and crossed them over his chest, letting out a composed shout.
Way of the Soldier: Killing Fist—Moving Like Thunder!
CRACK!!
A sound like a thunderclap erupted from within his body.
As his fra trembled, veins snaked across his entire body like coiled dragons.
He exhaled.
Wisps of steam-like breath escaped from his mouth and nose.
Moving Like Thunder—this style was the strongest and most dangerous secret technique of the Way of the Soldier.
Once activated, the body's entire strength would converge into a single point, compressing physical energy to the extre in an Overload mode to erupt with power far beyond its limits.
Zane had briefly used this move when pushing the Testing Gate, which allowed him to turn what would have been five doors into seven.
'One minute!'
Upon entering the [Moving Like Thunder] state, Zane imdiately judged the ti he had left.
An explosive burst of overload did not co without a cost.
Within one minute, his physical energy would be sucked dry. If he didn't stop by then, what awaited him was the exhaustion of his very life force.
It was because the old man had used this technique excessively in his youth that his hidden injuries flared up so severely in his later years.
"This brat..."
Zane's entry into the [Moving Like Thunder] state happened in a re instant.
And in that single mont of transformation, Doflamingo's Observation Haki captured an intense aura of danger coming from Zane, making his hair stand on end.
Billow White!!
Without the slightest hesitation, Doflamingo struck first.
Pillars of thread before him swayed like giant pythons, all of them lunging forward in a synchronized slaughter.
BOOM!!!
As the fastest pillar of thread reached him, Zane t it with an expressionless backhand punch.
A violent burst followed.
The terrifying power erupting from his fist blew the thread pillar apart instantly.
Way of the Soldier: Killing Fist—Swift as the Wind!
His figure flickered.
Without waiting for the remaining pillars to arrive, Zane vanished in a flash and reappeared behind them.
With a light tap of his foot, he flickered again.
Zane was now directly in front of Doflamingo.
'So fast!!!'
Doflamingo's pupils constricted violently, his heart filled with shock.
From shattering the thread pillar with one punch to appearing in front of him.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Even with his Observation Haki sensing the move, the speed Zane exhibited was sothing Doflamingo could only barely track.
As for a reaction...
His vision was consud by the incoming fist.
The only response Doflamingo could muster was to hurriedly cross his arms in a desperate guard.
BOOM!!!
Spiral fist energy poured out like a torrential flood.
His braced arms were forced back, slamming into Doflamingo's face and sending him flying like a cannonball into the distance.
Blood sprayed into the air.
As Doflamingo shot backward, his forearms showed jagged, tearing wounds.
Whoosh!
Another flicker.
Before Doflamingo had even flown several dozen ters, Zane had already overtaken him, appearing at his side.
Raising his arm, he delivered another spiral punch.
'Damn it!'
Doflamingo tried to regain control of his body, but the impact from the first punch had yet to dissipate.
In this mont of crisis, threads erupted from his body, forming a suit of armor that he reinforced with Armant Haki.
BOOM!!!
Like a sudden sharp turn, Doflamingo was sent flying horizontally.
A jagged, spiral fist-print was dented deep into the thread armor.
The Armant Haki-reinforced thread armor significantly boosted his defense, but it clearly wasn't enough to completely neutralize Zane's attack.
The spiral energy seeped inside along with the Nen aura, causing Doflamingo to groan as his injuries worsened.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Pillars of thread swept in; so attempted to intercept Zane, while others wrapped around Doflamingo.
Continuous flickers.
Zane effortlessly evaded the intercepting pillars and closed in on Doflamingo once more.
Under the protection of the pillars, Doflamingo was now inside a massive ball of thread.
Steel: Tempest Kick!
His right leg transford into a sharp blade, sweeping out a massive, radiant slash wave.
It slamd into the giant thread ball, and the densely interwoven silk snapped frantically until the slash reached the center.
A vertical fissure appeared on the massive ball, exposing Doflamingo hidden within to Zane's sight once again.
16 Holy Bullets: God Thread!
Doflamingo, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, locked onto Zane with a vicious glare. The torn thread ball converged into sixteen strands of high-density thread spears coated in Armant Haki.
Boom, boom, boom!
The air was torn asunder.
The sixteen thread spears shot forward with incredible speed.
'The final strike?'
'Fine!'
'Then let's settle it in one blow!'
Facing Doflamingo's strongest attack, Zane did not back down an inch.
Thunder-Fire Fusion: Spiral Heaven-Shaking Cannon!
He threw a punch.
In an instant, a dark red storm—far superior to the Ripper Incineration Cannon in both scale and power—swept outward.
BOOM!!!
God Thread vs. Spiral Heaven-Shaking Cannon.
When the two attacks collided, the entire Equality Space seed to be split in half. With the collision point as the center, layers of airwaves rippled violently toward both sides.
A massive roar echoed.
After a brief stalemate, the dark red storm acted like the maw of a demon, swallowing the sixteen thread spears whole.
'How can this be...'
Watching the unstoppable dark red storm surging toward him, Doflamingo lost himself for a mont.
A flood of emotions surfaced: shock, unwillingness, and regret.
His ambition, his dreams... was it all going to end like this?
No matter how complex Doflamingo's final thoughts were, they could not change the outco.
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