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Bellamy's Savage Spear collides with Doflamingo's sixteen Divine Bullets.

The black-purple and incandescent attacks collided, and at that moment, a powerful impact swept towards the surroundings, even affecting Torrebol and Monet, who were fighting not far away.

Doflamingo watched Bellamy's powerful blow, the green tendons next to his temples protruding slightly, and he used all his strength to urge the power of the sixteen black lines.

In the end, it was still the incandescent savage spear that was slightly inferior because it could not wrap around the domineering power of the armed color, and sixteen black lines that still had strength stabbed towards Bellamy, who was tightly wound by two huge thread pillars.

It seems to know that strength and domineering scattered on sixteen lines may not be able to break Bellamy's defenses.

Doflamingo chose to combine the sixteen threads and wrap them around into a thicker, sharper thread.

Poof.

Although Bellamy was armed and domineering to resist, he was unable to defend against the piercing of the spear.

The spear pierced Bellamy's chest and pierced Bellamy's entire body.

Then Doflamingo's hands tugged, and the spear that pierced Bellamy's body began to try to cut through Bellamy's flesh, inch by inch, towards his heart.

But at this time, the line spear was no longer entwined with the armed color domineering, and it had already been consumed at the moment when it collided with the savage spear and pierced Bellamy's body.

And Bellamy still had a little bit of armed domineering to harden his body, so those threads were only weak, and in the end Doflamingo took them back from the pierced wound.

A small hole appeared in Bellamy's chest, and in an instant, blood gushed out and stained Bellamy's upper body and clothes.

But fortunately, although this blow looks quite fierce, it is limited by Bellamy's own strength is also not too weak, so the real power exerted is infinitely weakened.

"You'd better go and practice for another 10,000 years and then challenge me, Boom..."

Although he failed to kill Bellamy, he did abuse Bellamy, and Doflamingo seemed to be in a much better mood and let out a happy laugh.

But it didn't matter to him, he didn't intend to let Bellamy die so easily, he wanted to play a little more to vent the shame he had just had.

Otherwise, if he really had the idea of killing Bellamy quickly, he would have let those threads shoot at Bellamy's head in the first place.

With a flick of his fingers, he controlled two huge pillars of thread to throw the entwined Bellamy out of the street outside the palace, knocking down three or five buildings and smashing out a huge crater.

Countless of the surrounding residents and toys of Dressrosa who had been hiding from their bird cages were unjustifiably affected, and many of them were hit by the wreckage of the buildings that flew out.

Some were just frightened, some were injured, and even worse, they broke their arms and legs, but fortunately, no one died.

If the battle between the pirates takes place in an inhabited place, this situation is already relatively good.

Bellamy lay in the rubble, not lightly wounded, but not so incapacitated.

If you hold it hard, you can still play for a while.

It's true that Doflamingo is better than him, but the strength is limited, but the result doesn't seem to change.

Bellamy stood up from the rubble with his hands on the ground, gritted his teeth and planned to continue fighting, even if there was no hope of winning, he would continue to fight, it was impossible to admit defeat anyway.

"Stand down, you can't win against Tenyasha."

"The superior is divided, and continuing to fight is just sending him to death."

The two men stood in front of Bellamy, their backs to him, blocking him.

If someone else dared to stop him, he would let these two guys die in front of his eyes right now.

But when he saw the figure in front of the two men, he fell silent again.

You can not listen to other people's words, but the words of the family are different, the eldest brother said, this guy is already a member of the monster family.

Swish.

Doflamingo's figure appeared above the street, ignoring the questioning and supplicating gazes of the residents of Dressrosa, just staring silently at the figure standing by the ruins.

"You guy, you look a little familiar..."

That figure was Klocodahl, who had made an appointment with Kazan to meet in Dressrosa.

Bellamy's two original men, Mr.1 and the Three-Eyed Clan, were the ones who stopped Bellamy

However, even Kazan didn't expect Klockdahl to arrive at Dressrosa so quickly, and it could almost be said that it was the same speed as their monster family.

Even the three of them may actually arrive in Dressrosa one step ahead of the monster family and find a place to live first.

Later, when Kazan knew about it, he inevitably mocked Klockdahl for being 'honest in his mouth'.

"Don't bark, Doflamingo, let me die."

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"Hey, hey, hey, don't pay attention to the battle over there, that kid can't win Dover..."

Torrebol glanced at Monet in front of him, who was floating in mid-air watching the battle on the other side.

In her domineering perception, Doflamingo, who was fighting Bellamy at this time, had a problem.

Probably a mass of energy, not Doflamingo itself.

"Brother Beck! Tsk..."

Monet was about to give Bellamy a warning, but Torrebol next to him attacked her.

"Sticky Cannon!"

Puff puff!

Torrebol's back was like a cannon barrel and countless balls of slime shot into the air around him, many of which were aimed at Monet.

Monet had been following the battle between Doflamingo and Bellamy, but that didn't mean she was ignoring the movements on Torrepol's side.

The body deformed several times, causing the slime balls to pass through her body and fall back to the ground.

In fact, these attacks did not cause actual damage to Monet, after all, these attacks were not wrapped around the armed color domineering, but she really didn't want to be touched by Torrebol's ability to look at the long nose that was almost touching the ground.

"Snot takes the white blade."

Torrebol suddenly shook his head, and the snot that flowed from his nose was directly tricked out by him and shot towards Monet in the air.

This string of snot was shot out more than ten meters away and had not been completely broken off from Torrebol's nose, so Torrebol easily hardened it with an armed color domineering.

Monet glanced down and flew straight up.

Torrebol's snot attack simply couldn't reach the height where Monet was, so this attack was useless.

"Damn Snow Maiden, will you just run away? Hmmm, me off!! ”

Torrebol's face turned red, and he was in a rage of impotence like a low-collared mentally retarded child.

But Monet will not be deceived by him so simply.

It's normal for the strong people on this sea to have some strange language habits or behaviors, not to mention that the Don Quixote family's brains are not Diamanti, who looks calm and calm, but this little old man who looks like a simple little man, Torrebol.

According to the news on the sea, this guy has been by Doflamingo's side since he first appeared on the sea.

It is certainly not a simple role to be able to lead the Don Quixote family step by step to the point where it is today.

Therefore, Monet did not underestimate Torrebol, but quietly watched Torrepol's performance in the air, and at the same time began to let snow fall in the sky of Dressrosa.

In a few moments, Dressrosa, which had been in summer, suddenly felt like it was winter, and the entire island was gradually covered with layers of snow.

Monet also controlled the snowflakes to cover and freeze the slime that Torrepol had sprayed on the ground.

Just now, she noticed that some of those slime balls were not coming towards her, but seemed to have the intention of transforming the battlefield environment.

She didn't know what Torrebol was going to do with the slime balls, and she wasn't going to let anything get her way.

"Nature Department, it's really annoying."

Torrebol's brow furrowed, and then the entire lower half of his body turned into slime.

As soon as he pressed his body, he put it down again, and the whole person collided directly with Monet in the air.

"Oh?"

Looking at Torrebol, who fired himself like a cannonball, Monet was a little surprised.

She didn't expect that the Slimy Fruit could still do this, which is equivalent to having extremely high bounce ability (the setting that 'the Slimy Fruit can launch itself into the air and fall to the ground without taking damage' is not my design).

Monet raised his hand and a small ice tornado was thrown into the air, stopping in Torrebol's path.

"Huh? It can't be repaired. ”

Torrebol didn't expect that Monet's Snow Fruit ability had been developed to the point where he could rub a tornado, and he crashed directly into the ice tornado.

Torrebol, who was trapped in the ice tornado, was frozen with a layer of frost all over his body in less than three or five seconds, which greatly affected the mobility of his mucous body.

After many years, the combat power between him and Monet has not only become smaller than he imagined, but has become larger.

Coupled with the already obvious restraint between the two, the battle between Torrebol and Monet would almost soon be over.

"It's not bad, but... It's just Ah Jin's level, whew, it's okay. ”

Monet muttered a few words, looking at Torrebol's fighting power, she was not particularly worried about the battle between Ajin and Diamanti now.

Torrebol and Diamanti are both top cadres, and their combat effectiveness shouldn't be too bad, right?

"Na, the Ah Jin you said is the ghost man, right? Looking at your tone, could he... Pika is eyeing a shemale, and Black Fist is fighting Dover... Oh, it's Diamanti, right? Hey, hey, that guy is second only to Dover, if it's just me, I'm going to lose. ”

I don't know when he has fallen back to the ground, Torrebol, who has broken a layer of frost on his body, looks at Monet's appearance in the sky and smiles obscenely.

"I believe in my younger brother, and Ah Jin's strength should be a little stronger than I thought."

Monet was not affected by Torrebol's words, but raised his hands and condensed dozens of ice picks to shoot at Torrebol on the ground.

Torrebol is not a natural system, but a superhuman system, and it will be physically attacked without the blessing of armed color domineering.

Although he can transform his body into slime, his domineering appearance is not as advanced as Monet's, and it is not ordinarily difficult to predict Monet's attacks in advance and transform them.

"Whew!"

As soon as Torrebol's sunglasses fell off, the whole person screamed and turned into a ball of slime against the ground and kept moving in snakeskin, dodging Monet's icicle attack.

Monet's move reminded Torrebol of Polusalino's 'Eight-Foot Hook Jade', who was running around in such a mess as he is today.

Monet's move is nothing more than a little slower, less powerful, and less powerful than Polusalino's.

It's barely a weakened version of the eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade.

Syllable!

An ice pick stabbed into the ground with a ball of slime, and Torrebol turned back into his body and rolled to the side.

"I hate the nature system the most, and I knew that I would have to exchange opponents with that Pika guy when I said anything."

Torrebol clutched his bleeding thigh, which had been pierced by a hole, and felt his trembling thigh, his face darkened.

In Torrebol, it would be much easier for Pika's Golem form to attack Monet in the air.

After all, the Golem form itself can reach out to the sky, the fist area is also large, and there is a thick layer of stone armor outside the body, not to mention that it is easy to harden with an armed color domineering, and it is suitable for dealing with nature.

Now it's a problem.

I didn't necessarily have a fight, but now I have a thigh injury and I am almost unconscious due to the extreme hypothermia, and my mobility has become extremely poor, not to mention.

"I don't have time to play with you."

Monet's face changed suddenly, looking at the terrible situation of Bellamy on the battlefield next to him, he no longer planned to delay.

She won't meddle in Bellamy's fight, but just in case, strike at the crucial moment lest Bellamy be killed.

"Upani Yukizuka."

Torrebol on the ground suddenly felt a shadow under his feet being amplified, and the cold air above his head was accumulating.

The head is not too much, and the body directly turns into mucus and moves quickly into the distance.

But how could he run away with a thigh injury?

Thundered!

A huge coffin smashed directly into Torrebol's body, and the huge coffin shattered as it fell to the ground, turning into countless ice slags and stabbing around.

At the same time, the entire roof of the palace was also crushed, even the top two floors of the palace collapsed one after another, and Torrebol disappeared among the countless stones and ice ballast, I don't know whether he was dead or alive.

"Well, not dead."

Monet swept around domineeringly, felt Torrebol's faint breath, nodded, and walked away with confidence.

She remembered that the Don Quixote had helped their monster family in the Chambord Islands, so she wouldn't kill any member of their family.

spare their lives, and they should have saved them before.

Monet looked at the battlefield after Bellamy and Doflamingo's transfer, but by the time she arrived, Doflamingo was already fighting with a familiar figure.

"Klockdahl came so fast?"

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