Become Supreme Will from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 407 The strongest blow!
"But... I don't need to awaken my ability to kill you!"

Doflamingo changed the topic, stood up from the pit in an instant, and used the whip again.

Facing this seemingly intimidating counterattack, Hao remained motionless.

Why is it said that his fight with Dover is also a game of combat thinking.

This guy... his insights and analysis during the battle, including his grasp of the battle situation, were too keen.

First of all... he realized that his Haki was not strong enough, and in a fight of this level, since Haki had to be squandered for a long time, the competition was about physical strength and durability. Dover seems to be beaten all the time, but because of his fruit ability, he has a certain self-healing effect, and he can sew his wounds with silk threads... Therefore, his consumption is higher than his.

Putting aside his techniques and martial arts, Doflamingo's physical strength was already somewhat beyond him.

In addition, the Doflamingo in front of me is not his true form!
This guy hid his true body with the dust he just stirred up. Now he has been breathing for a while... trying to use the prosthesis to confuse himself and continue to consume his physical energy.

The Doflamingo that was killed was just made of silk thread, making it look like a real clone doll.

All these methods were considered by joker in his mind after determining the strength of each other in order to successfully kill him.

More and more 'white curtains' bombarded over and crossed each other.

Even the sky above was covered.

Shield white line!
Huge white line!

This time, as the wind of the fist surged, the strong airflow formed a ten-meter-sized fist shadow behind him... He used the whip to hit the joker's clone that had not been hit. When he saw his movements and the direction determined by his gaze, his expression changed immediately.

All the qi vortexes in his body rotated at the same time, and he used the method to mobilize and control the air flow within a radius of several miles. This was the current limit of his ability to control qi.

"To use such insidious methods is not in line with your status as a Shichibukai."

He looks calm and calm.

In fact, the opponent's ability after awakening made Hao feel alert and stressed.

This visual impact is like a lonely human being standing on the shore, waiting for the tsunami to hit him.

"Haaaaaaaaaa..."

Immediately afterwards, with the movement of his raised palm, the white waves that were about to cover the sky were frozen in mid-air.

Standing behind the white wall, Dover raised his fingers and pushed up his sunglasses, grinning, "So smart... you discovered it!"

Wild waves and white lines!

Nothing could be seen in all directions, only endless white threads.

In an instant, he dodged the attack of the prosthetic body in front of him, and while swinging his waist, he used a magic fist.

Because the other party finds that it is impossible to easily solve him!
His hazy eyes glanced at a piece of flat land not far away.

Doflamingo's arrogant smile also sounded in his hazy ears.

Almost as soon as the divine fist was struck, the surrounding ground began to change. The soil and grass clippings were assimilated by a force, turning into threads like waves, and their scope became larger and larger. As for Dover's body, it also emerged from the ground. The turbulent threads rolled up the high wall and became particularly hard, blocking the terrifying power of the fist.

Suddenly, silver threads like angry waves rushed towards him.

However, there is more than one terrifying line rising from the ground.

Hao joked.

Hao raised his other hand and compressed the air mass with his fingertips, forming bullet-like light spots, which he fired one after another.

The air mass hit the 'white waves', exploding a huge void and tearing the white threads apart. In just a blink of an eye, they were completely filled with new threads. This fruit ability, when awakened, is like being able to Autonomous recovery at any time, unlimited recovery.

Moreover, the fruit ability after awakening has made these threads a qualitative leap in terms of strength and controllability... It is no longer possible for Hazy to easily destroy the threads.

There is no way to get close to the target.

On the deserted island, white waves were boiling and rolling, and Hazy kept dodging... But this battlefield seemed to have become Doflamingo's domain. No matter where he moved, he would see white hair. He tried to fly towards Doflamingo, but this guy used silk threads to protect himself extremely well, and even pushed his perception, that is, his perception, hearing, and color to the extreme... For a moment, he had no chance to make a move.

In the end, Hao's body was swallowed up by the wave of threads that broke through the air barrier. His whole body seemed to fall off a cliff, and a waterfall hit him, hitting the ground hard with a deafening sound.

Doflamingo saw the opportunity and controlled the fruit's ability. In an instant, countless 'white waves' arose around his landing point, crashing down one after another.

Loud noises continued one after another, resounding throughout the island.

I don’t know how long it took, but the large white strands spread out like an ebbing tide.

Doflamingo was breathing heavily, his face was covered with sweat, and the blood on his body had solidified. From his perspective, he could sense that Hazy's aura had become very weak, but he was not completely dead yet...

Cursing in his heart... He let out a hoarse laugh, stepped forward, and walked forward.

"It's really difficult to deal with... We should let the generals of the Navy take action to avoid so much trouble... After all, I have no obligation to help them deal with this kind of thing. It's just... It's been a long time since anyone has made me so angry... "

As they walked, Doflamingo continued to speak.

He saw Hagi's motionless body lying on the ground.

He knew that Hazy was still conscious and could hear.

However, before he was close to the haze, he suddenly stopped and his whole body tensed up.

"Ok?"

He saw that his suit was in tatters and his exposed body was stained with blood, and he stood up unsteadily.

The way he stood up was very strange.

Instead of being supported by his arms, he stood straight up like a curved spring.

Dover's pupils shrank.

My limbs are frozen!
This guy...can still move? !
Hazy head lowered, then gradually raised.

At this time, a cold air stimulated the hair on Doflamingo's body.

Because, the eyes of the God Killer were actually shining brightly... there was no eye kernel visible at all, it didn't look like a normal creature!

"Very good... I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time. The last time it was so miserable was when I was working full-time... You are indeed very strong, Doflamingo." He said coldly, his face expressionless, staring at the joker.

As the words were spoken, Long's expression began to become crazy and excited, "This sense of danger of being killed made me come alive... Hahahahahaha!"

"Hahahaha, great!"

“You are simply amazing!!”

"..."

Doflamingo looked at the God-Slayer's abnormal appearance and immediately fell silent.

He now confirmed a gut feeling that had been lingering in his mind.

That is...there is definitely something wrong with the guy in front of me.

It can no longer be described as weird.

"Come and let me..."

"Experience again...this...feeling of being 'alive'."

Hazy murmured.

After saying that, he put on his posture and said, "The Tianlong people claim to be the gods of this world, but...have you ever seen a real god?"

"No...I should ask, do you know...Xian?"

"Baaaaaaaaaaaaa..."

Dover calmed down and laughed ferociously.

On the surrounding land, white lines rolled again.

"You are really...arrogant...little brat!"

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he uttered a few words: "The number of days in the week is easy to count."

As soon as the words fell, a wave of nothingness spread out in the space where the two of them were.

Hao pointed at Doflamingo and stretched out a finger.

When he was touched by his fingertips, the alarm bells in Dover's mind rang loudly. He did not think at all, but acted completely like a biological instinct, and used the trick.

Sixteen rounds of sacred bullets, God will kill!

(End of this chapter)