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Chapter 119: Little Kidd, Sark! (4k)
Chapter 119: Little Kidd, Sark! (4k)
Upon hearing this, Donquixote Doflamingo's smile gradually faded, but soon, he grinned again, "Pahaha, what a fearless freak."
He could certainly tell that Sark was strong—the intense aura he exuded was undeniable.
But so what?
He was the Heavenly Yaksha!
"Spider's Net!"
The web that had just defended against Sark's kick on his hand shot forward and embedded itself into the building where Sark was standing.
The threads that formed the web were incredibly sharp, like blades. The already half-destroyed building now completely fell apart, turning into small, smoothly cut pieces that piled up, leaving Sark with nothing to stand on.
"Air Path!"
Just then, Doflamingo suddenly flew up, rushing towards Sark. With his five fingers spread open like a beast's claws, he swiped downward.
"Five-Colored Strings!"
Five radiant and sharp lines burst out from his five outstretched fingers, taut like strings, piercing towards the falling Sark.
However, the five lines were blocked by an arm, armored with Busoshoku Haki, creating sparks as they made contact.
Doflamingo revealed a sinister smile, seemingly unsurprised. His body lifted in the air, hovering above Sark, and he delivered a side kick, with several sharp silk threads trailing from his toes.
"Foot-Razor Strings!"
The kick was swift, and the silk threads extending from his feet backward carried a strange force and an uncanny sharpness. Just the act of kicking caused the air to emit a piercing, ripping sound, as if it were torn apart.
Especially now, as Sark had nothing to stand on and was about to fall, the kick landed right under his outstretched arm, aiming straight for his waist and ribs.
"Pahaha! Busoshoku isn't something only you can use!"
The kicking toe turned pitch-black, and Doflamingo delivered a fierce kick.
The toe made solid contact, emitting a dull thud. Although Doflamingo's eyes were hidden behind his sunglasses, it was evident that his expression changed.
This move would generally be unguardable against Busoshoku, and even if one could defend, they wouldn't be able to break through the impact. It would, at the very least, be enough to send someone flying with a kick.
Yet this kick was firmly stopped by an elbow.
Sark's outstretched arm transformed into an elbow strike, while his knee moved upward, trapping Doflamingo's kick from above and below. The ensuing threads hung on Sark's aura, creating sparks as they rubbed against it.
"Not bad strength."
Sark's other hand rose high, clenched into a fist, and covered with Busoshoku, he struck towards Doflamingo's kicking leg, aiming for the knee.
Although the fist didn't carry much Busoshoku, a thin bead of sweat formed on Doflamingo's forehead. He extended a hand, from which burst a bundle of strings.
"Super String Whip!"
Bang!
The bundle of strings struck Sark's arm, causing his movement to stagnate slightly. Doflamingo seized the opportunity to shift his palm, and the deflected bundle of strings twisted like a snake, heading straight for his head.
"Oh? Did you sense the danger?"
Without even glancing at the incoming bundle of strings, Sark jerked the elbow that was blocking Doflamingo to the side. His palm then grabbed onto Doflamingo's leg, carrying immense force as he swung the flamingo in the air, forming a circle, and smashed him downward.
The pink figure transformed into a residual image, shooting straight towards the ground. Just then, Sark pushed off with his leg, intending to move. However, at that moment, a tiny wound burst open on his cheek, causing him to freeze in mid-air.
Under the cloak of night, the silk threads were nearly invisible, and only with careful observation could one discern the faint reflection of moonlight on them.
They were densely woven around Sark, suspending him in the air. The slightest movement would cause the sharp threads to cut open wounds.
Boom!
Only now did Doflamingo land on the ground, smashing the wooden floorboards and creating a large hole. As the wood chips flew, he jumped back up, cackling, "Pahaha! You didn't pursue me? What a pity. Otherwise, you would've been cut into so many pieces."
Although he said this, one could discern a grave expression beneath his exterior.
This guy...
He must not be allowed to land an attack, or it would likely be extremely unpleasant.
"Strangle Strings!"
Doflamingo spread his arms wide, and the countless silk threads in the air rapidly contracted. Sark narrowed his eyes, and his entire body radiated a dark red aura as his Busoshoku enveloped him.
The silk threads were like a spider's web, binding him entirely. The sharpness of the threads even pressed against his Busoshoku-filled skin, carving out grooves.
Sark wanted to move his body, but the binding threads exhibited extraordinary resilience, making it impossible to move with just his arms.
Sark's strength might have been lacking in the past. Before becoming a pirate, he mostly relied on the 'art' of the Big Dipper Fist, rather than brute force. In a place like the East Blue, he didn't need to exert much power, especially since he also practiced the Dragon's Breathing Technique, which could enhance his strength if needed.
But ever since he mastered Life Return, he has been constantly absorbing nutrients, dining on exquisite meals. The combination of high-quality ingredients and the precise control of Life Return has led to significant improvements, despite the short time that has passed.
Now, lifting an entire building is no problem at all.
While his strength might not match that of a giant, it's definitely not something to scoff at.
Coupled with the enhancement of his Haki, he should have been able to easily break free from these strings. But it seems that if he uses too much force, the strings can cut through his Haki due to the recoil, slicing into his body.
There's something odd about the strength of these strings.
Sark frowned, glancing at Donquixote Doflamingo, who was cackling below, and then at the strings binding him. He couldn't help but ask, "Birdcage?"
"Pahahaha! You know quite a bit," Doflamingo chuckled sinisterly. "I understand now. That's why I felt something odd at the beginning. You seem to know a lot about my abilities, huh? Was it your bounty that gave you the misconception that you could easily break free from my abilities?"
A bounty of 420 million berries?
That's just a decent rookie at best! His bounty was 340 million, and that was years ago.
Easily breaking free from his strings?
That's impossible.
This guy has decent strength and a profound understanding of Haki, but so what?
It's just Haki. His abilities, when fully utilized, are incredibly difficult to counter for most people.
Sark nodded thoughtfully. "So that's how it is. The hardness of the Birdcage strings—as expected of a Shichibukai."
As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, on par with the Four Emperors, Doflamingo was a well-known figure in the pirate world, and Sark was familiar with him.
According to his memory, this guy was defeated after releasing his Birdcage, and he had also been injured before that.
Thinking about it, it made sense. The Shichibukai were known to possess incredibly powerful abilities that were nearly impossible to counter.
Take Crocodile, for example. He had become complacent and had devolved into a mere Logia user, but he was still not someone that a typical Haki user could handle.
His downfall was due to his underestimation of his opponents and the prolonged erosion of his willpower.
After all, the bounties in the East Blue have maintained their intensity from decades ago. The bounties might be low, but the strength of the pirates is formidable.
The crew members he recruited from Mock Town are a testament to that.
Even Jinbei from the East Blue would be considered a top-tier fighter in Mock Town.
Crocodile's downfall was due to his overconfidence, which led to his defeat at the hands of a rookie with a 30-million-berry bounty—Straw Hat Luffy.
The other Shichibukai also possessed incredibly powerful and unique abilities.
There was the pinnacle of swordsmanship, Dracule Mihawk, whose overwhelming Haki and swordsmanship could deflect or cut through anything, be it energy, matter, or even will and soul. With a casual wave of his hand, he could send his opponents flying for miles.
Then there was the tyrant, Bartholomew Kuma, whose Nikyu Nikyu no Mi ability allowed him to repel anything, including people, with the palms of his hands. He could send his opponents flying at incredible speeds, and even repel pain and fatigue from his own body.
The only female among the Shichibukai, Boa Hancock, possessed the Mero Mero no Mi ability, which allowed her to turn anyone who laid eyes on her into stone if she had romantic feelings for them. Even without this ability, her powerful Haki and combat skills made her a force to be reckoned with.
Another powerful warrior was Jinbei, the Fishman Knight, who had immense strength and speed underwater, rivaling that of the Four Emperors. He could communicate with sea kings and was a master of Fishman Karate.
There was also Gecko Moria, known as Moonlight Moria, who could manipulate shadows, stealing them from others and using them to create powerful zombies. Those whose shadows were taken would be unable to expose themselves to sunlight, forced to live in darkness.
And now, there was Donquixote Doflamingo, whose Birdcage strings possessed incredible toughness and durability, comparable to an absolute barrier. There was no breaking free; one could only be cut and constricted by the strings.
Since the Birdcage was a string-based ability, it made sense that Doflamingo could use these strings without fully activating his ultimate ability.
Compared to the strings from his earlier attacks, the ones binding Sark now were undoubtedly from the Birdcage.
"Heh, ability users can exhibit countless unexpected effects depending on the level of mastery," Doflamingo said, sticking out his tongue in a grotesque manner. He raised one hand and slashed downward. "How long can your Haki hold out? Shrank String!"
In the sky, several strings, like thin spears, quickly fell toward Sark's body, aiming to impale him.
"How long can you last?"
Without even glancing at the sharp threads piercing down from above, Sark hooked his lips and replied, "Why don't you see for yourself?"
Bear!
Doflamingo's Flare-Elbow technique collided with a clump of black fire, unable to inch closer.
A momentary daze flashed across Doflamingo's face, and before he could react, that clump of 'black fire' abruptly appeared before him.
Bang!!
His body arched backward, and the tremendous force caused him to reflexively gag, his teeth clenching to hold back the urge. His entire body was sent flying backward, smashing through buildings and walls, traveling a fifth of the town's distance, and wrecking countless structures before he finally came to a halt.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Doflamingo pushed away the debris and stood up, coughing out a mouthful of blood. He clutched his hand over his lower chest, letting the blood trickle from the corners of his mouth as he exclaimed in disbelief, "How is this possible!"
The strength of Birdcage only weakens according to his stamina, and he hasn't even exhausted his stamina yet. Even if it weakened, it would only disappear, and up until now, no one has been able to break free.
Impossible!
And what kind of attack is this?!
The spot where he was hit—his internal organs and muscle fibers were completely shattered!
There should be internal damage, but it seems to be more than that, with an explosive force that brought several times the normal amount of pain, as well as a numbing and weakening sensation. It's a very strange attack!
His fingers kept tapping on his abdomen, and his body began to generate silk threads that connected to his shattered internal organs and body tissue. Then he gazed forward.
The threads hadn't been broken.
In the moonlight, the crystalline threads still covered the air, but the gathered threads that bound him were suddenly stretched out, and in the distance, a clump of black flame gradually appeared in his field of vision.
It was Sark!
His entire body was engulfed in black flames, burning like a fire.
The flames spread from his body's surface, allowing the sharp threads to cut into them, and yet they stubbornly held their ground, pushing against the bindings.
"Haki?!" Doflamingo exclaimed, his teeth clenched as a look of astonishment spread across his face.
What was that?
"How strong is my Haki, huh?" Sark walked forward, letting the silk threads tightly coil around the flames that surrounded his body. He flashed a sinister grin at Doflamingo.
Sark didn't know if Haki could break through Birdcage's threads at a certain level of strength, but at the very least, his current Haki couldn't do it.
However...
It could hold its ground!
The Haki covering his entire body hardened his skin, and while it could block the Birdcage's threads, it would only do that. If he forcibly used too much strength, it would, in turn, cut back at himself.
But if he released his Haki outward...
The threads wouldn't be able to touch him, and naturally, they wouldn't be able to cut into his body or cause a reverse attack due to his excessive force.
Could Haki be broken?
That would depend on its strength and the amount of consumption.
If the consumption was too high, the Haki would naturally diminish until it was completely depleted.
But for Sark...
There was no such thing as consumption; it was always at MAX level.
By releasing his Haki outward, even if the threads cut into him, it wouldn't matter, as it wouldn't affect his true body.
The threads that bound the flames were embedded into the flames as he moved forward, but that was as far as it went. Similarly, they couldn't make any further progress.
This full-body Haki release couldn't be concentrated in one place to deliver a maximum-strength attack, and its intensity lessened somewhat as it spread across a larger area.
However, in return, Sark gained an unconsuming Haki defense, and this defense could withstand Birdcage's threads.
"You damn freak!"
Doflamingo's eyebrows knitted together, and several black lines appeared on his forehead. He could see that the threads binding the flames were embedded into them as Sark moved.
With such high-speed movement, even Haki should be able to break through that strength. Yet now, the threads were only embedded halfway into the flames.
It was as if there was an endless supply of Haki constantly replenishing and resisting the cutting power of Birdcage's threads.
Does this guy have such a strong Haki quantity?
No, I can't sense it.
While the intensity of that Haki was decent, it was just that—decent. It hadn't reached a powerful level yet.
But now...
As he watched Sark, cloaked in black flames, steadily walking toward him, Doflamingo's teeth clenched tighter, his face growing gloomier, and cold sweat formed on his forehead.
He seemed to be looking at that heaven-defying, earth-shattering, sea-air-land supreme being that roared 'Oro Oro Oro'!
Kaido!
(End of Chapter)
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