One Piece: Nico Robin Collection

Chapter 48 Why Are You So Fragile?

Clang——

The broadsword and the long sword collided, and the two slave gladiators fought each other again.

Doflamingo's hands seemed to be dancing on the keys of a piano, his fingers flying, controlling the poor creature who had become his puppet, and rushing towards Caesar's followers at a risk of his life.

puff!

Two muffled sounds were heard at the same time, and the long sword and long knife penetrated into each other's bodies at the same time.

Doflamingo curled his lips and said, "What a shame! It looks like a draw."

"No, how could that be?" Caesar shook his head slightly.

As soon as the words fell, something strange happened.

The follower controlled by Caesar in the field suddenly raised his head, his pair of scarlet eyes flashed with bloodthirsty cold light, and he opened his mouth wide and bit his opponent's shoulder.

With a desperate scream, the pirate controlled by Doflamingo was like a deflated balloon. A sturdy man over two meters tall was sucked into a dried corpse like a stick in the blink of an eye!
"Will the controlled guy also have vampire abilities?"

Looking at the pirate whose wounds were healing rapidly after sucking blood, Doflamingo was silent for a moment, and his fear of Caesar became even greater.

In addition to creating a fearless army, this ability is also of great help to individuals.

This means that during battle, Caesar can continuously recover from his injuries by sucking the blood of his enemies.

In other words, if you want to deal with this guy, the human wave tactic is the most meaningless.

Even in a one-on-one fight, he would probably be at a disadvantage due to his injuries.

Apart from absolute superiority through hard power, he can only be defeated by relying on several guys of the same strength level to attack together.

Vampires, mythical beasts...

Originally, he estimated the value of this fruit to be at least 2 billion, but now it seems that there would be nothing wrong with doubling it.

"Fufufufu, big failure!"

Doflamingo held his forehead and laughed, waving his hand. A tall and thin man in a red cloak behind him hurriedly handed him a box of Bailey with both hands.

Caesar remembered that this man was called Diamante, one of the highest-ranking officers under Doflamingo and the person in charge of the arena.

Caesar only remembered the general plot from Dressrosa to Wano Country. He only knew the characters and the direction of the plot, but he couldn't remember any details.

The reason is simple: the anime version is so damn delayed!

This dragged him down several times and he finally gave up on comics.

But Oda's painting style is too complicated and it looks messy. Caesar can't even remember who killed Diamante.

Throughout the Dressrosa arc, apart from the dangerous user of the Childlike Fun Fruit, Sucrose, the person who impressed him the most was the host of this arena!
As for why...

It took half an episode to announce Luffy's victory in a long tone. Now when Caesar thinks of that part of the anime plot, he can't help but feel murderous.

"Still betting?"

Caesar looked at Doflamingo.

"forget it."

Doflamingo let out an intriguing smile. "Your Excellency's abilities are unpredictable. If I hadn't personally taken action, I'm afraid the result would have been the same no matter how many times we bet."

"Do it personally?"

Caesar sneered in his heart. Sure enough, this guy couldn't help but want to test him.

"Why? You want to spar with me?"

"Fufufu... I wonder if I have the honor?"

Doflamingo's smile grew wider. Although he was unsure, fortunately he had left enough room for retreat.

Just a discussion...

Winning and losing are normal things.

Even if you are defeated by your opponent, you can still admit defeat under the pretext of sparring.

But if Caesar shows signs of decline, that would be a different story.

According to his observation Haki, Caesar is very powerful, but he is not sure how powerful he is exactly.

"My appearance is very expensive."

Caesar rubbed his fingers together and asked, "How much are you going to pay for the appearance?"

"How about another 100 million?" "I'm not short of money."

Caesar shook his head slightly: "A devil fruit!"

"What if you lose?"

Doflamingo is ready to make a move.

Caesar didn't say anything, but stood up silently, and his black wings several meters wide slowly spread out.

"Then name your price!"

As the words fell, the figure at the spot slowly disappeared.

Doflamingo was slightly startled and turned his head sharply to look at the field.

In the arena, Caesar was watching him leisurely.

"So fast..."

Doflamingo was silent for a moment, then slowly put away the fake smile on his face.

I have to admit that the speed shown by Caesar alone is enough to give him a sense of oppression.

Silver light flickered faintly at his fingertips, and Doflamingo's figure flashed and landed in the arena.

In the commentary booth, the commentator in golden armor saw the two people enter and was about to say something excitedly, but was suddenly startled by Caesar's glance and broke out in a cold sweat, and collapsed back into his seat.

"Fufufu, why bother getting mad at a little commentator?"

Doflamingo didn't know why Caesar was hostile to a small explanation, and just thought he hated fat people.

"Want me to help you kill him?"

"That's not necessary. I just heard him ramble on and on. It was very noisy."

Caesar scoffed and hooked his finger at Doflamingo, his tone carrying a hint of amusement: "Come on, let me see what is so-called... Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

Doflamingo's eyes fell on the figure at Caesar's waist: "Sir, don't you use a sword?"

"I'm afraid not."

Caesar shook his head regretfully. "Since it was forged, this sword has only chopped down two people. The last one was Quinn, and the one before that was Jinn. I intend to leave this third spot to Kaido."

"It seems I don't have this honor."

Jhin and Quinn?

Chop down?

Well… we’ll know if it’s true or not after a fight…

Doflamingo opened his hands, and invisible thin lines spread silently around him.

Suddenly, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Caesar in the blink of an eye.

The big hand slammed down heavily!
"Five colored thread!"

In terms of fighting style, Doflamingo, like Caesar, tends to be speed-oriented.

The difference is that Caesar's fighting habits tend to be speed-oriented, and his strength is also at a monstrous level.

However, Doflamingo, perhaps due to the influence of the fruit, had an attack strength that was hard to describe in Caesar's opinion.

boom!
Looking at the oncoming five-colored lines, Caesar suddenly punched out!
Even the powerful force was useless. The compressed and released Armament Haki instantly shattered the thin thread and slammed heavily into Doflamingo's fingers!
Click!

With a crisp sound, Doflamingo groaned and retreated violently as if he had been electrocuted! His entire back was instantly drenched in cold sweat!

Damn it hurts!

There is no word "wow" in the pirate world, but that is indeed how Doflamingo feels at this moment.

"Eh—what the hell is that noise?"

Caesar was also surprised: "Why are you so crisp?"

Click...

Doflamingo straightened his fingers expressionlessly and forced a nearly flattering smile.

"Fufufufu... How's that for now?"

(End of this chapter)