The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 284-Awakening

One of the highest-ranking officials, Pika, simply perished in front of everyone.

In an instant, it was pulverized into tiny particles of dust, dissipating into the air as if it had never existed in this world.

The members of the Don Quixote family were all incredulous when they witnessed this scene.

Their eyes widened in astonishment and fear, their mouths agape as if they could fit a fist inside, yet they couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Even Luo was the same. Although he had known for a long time that Wes was strong, he really did not expect Wes to be this strong.

At this moment, Wess was like a bottomless black hole in his eyes; no matter how he tried to measure him, he could not fathom the boundaries of his true strength.

"Damn it!!" Doflamingo's eyes widened, blood vessels in his eyes like a spider web, and a deep "川" character appeared on his forehead due to extreme anger.

He felt as if a raging fire was burning inside his chest, scorching his heart and pushing him to the brink of explosion.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind but one: to kill Wes at all costs and completely eliminate this guy who dared to be so arrogant on his turf and in front of his family.

Centered on his feet, tiny white dots spread outwards like slowly expanding ripples.

It must be said that Doflamingo is indeed an extremely talented person.

The String-String Fruit was originally just an ordinary Devil Fruit among many others, and the abilities it granted were not particularly amazing at first glance.

However, thanks to his extraordinary talent and relentless pursuit of power, Doflamingo managed to develop a variety of powerful abilities from it.

Its attacks are incredibly fierce, capable of slicing through enemies like a sharp blade in an instant;

It still has that flexible and versatile way of moving, and can even walk in the air;

It can use silk threads to repair its own injuries when it is injured;

It can be said that his development of the String-String Fruit has reached a very comprehensive level.

Now, he has even developed the power of the String-String Fruit to the point of awakening.

Everything around him, including the tall, sturdy buildings, turned into transparent lines under the influence of his power.

Weiss felt as if he were in a strange white ocean, surrounded by dense, crisscrossing transparent threads.

These silk threads, illuminated by the sunlight, resembled countless silver snakes hidden in the shadows.

Wes gently picked up a transparent thread and tested its sharpness with his fingertip.

The thread easily sliced ​​into a nearby rock, as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter.

The rock split instantly in two under the cutting of the silk thread, leaving a smooth and flat cut.

"That's getting interesting." A glint of excitement flashed in Wes' eyes, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

He became very interested in Doflamingo's awakened power and wanted to experience it for himself.

So he reduced the area of ​​the protective shield to only protect Luo.

I intend to personally experience just how powerful this awakened strength really is.

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in Doflamingo's eyes.

He abruptly pulled his right leg back, and the leg that had been stuck was finally free.

"You've been completely underestimated! I'll see how long you can keep up this arrogance!!"

Doflamingo roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with deep resentment and anger.

He leaned forward slightly, ready to launch a full-scale attack, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey, poised to pounce.

Immediately afterwards, Doflamingo launched an attack.

"Wilderness White Line"

In an instant, tens of thousands of transparent white lines, like soldiers receiving orders, quickly lined up horizontally.

These fine lines are arranged neatly and closely connected, forming a raging torrent like ocean waves.

They surged up from below Weiss with the force of a thousand galloping horses or a surging tide crashing against a dam.

As the white threads surged, they rubbed against each other, making a soft "rustling" sound. These sounds combined to form a roaring sound like surging waves.

Wes's body was like a light feather, involuntarily flying upwards under the impact of this powerful force.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, and his hair flew wildly, but there was still no panic in his eyes.

Doflamingo stomped his foot and, with lightning speed, stepped onto the crisscrossing silk threads, using the force to propel himself into the air.

His movements were swift and agile; the silk threads beneath his feet seemed to transform into staircases leading to the sky, helping him quickly ascend to great heights.

"Fierce Fire".

Black flames surged forth as if from the depths of hell, filling the entire sky with a raging torrent.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

They rained down like a torrential downpour, countless tongues of fire roaring toward Wes's location, turning the sky into an eerie black.

"Shield White Line!"

Doflamingo dared not be careless in the slightest. Countless transparent threads surged from his fingertips, quickly combining to form a huge shield.

They tried to withstand the black flames that poured down like a torrential rain.

However, this seemingly sturdy silk shield was as fragile as paper the moment it came into contact with the black flames, and was quickly burned away by the scorching flames in less than a second.

The flames mercilessly devoured the threads, turning them into wisps of smoke that dissipated into the air.

This is not an ordinary flame.

Doflamingo was startled, and a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes, which were already bloodshot with anger.

With a gentle pull of his index finger, he nimbly turned in the air, instantly changing direction and avoiding the fiercest flames.

However, his every move was under Wes's control.

"Is that all? Devil Fruit awakening is nothing more than that."

Wes's words were like sharp arrows, piercing straight into Doflamingo's pride.

"Fu~ Fu~"

Doflamingo immediately burst into a maniacal laugh.

His ten fingers moved like nimble dancers, constantly weaving intricate hand gestures at an incredible speed. Unable to tolerate anyone daring to underestimate him, he had only one thought in his mind: to make Wes pay a heavy price.

Doflamingo unleashed his ultimate attack.

"16 Sacred Bombs - Divine Slaughter!"

Sixteen massive white lines, wrapped in a high density of armor-colored material, rose from the ground and pierced towards Wes at an extremely fast speed.

(End of this chapter)