Play As Hercules, The Greatest Pirate Hunter!

The old man was very good at it.

"You have a good eye, but it's just a prototype."

Lo Wen said calmly, without hiding his shortcomings.

After getting the method of practicing Tyrant from Pluto Rayleigh, he has been practicing.

After nearly a month of research, combined with the strength of the Four Emperors' Tyrant color, he has now made some progress.

Although it is still a long way from the real Tyrant, it has begun to show its power.

At least, it is quite handy to deal with Doflamingo.

Lo Wen glanced at the Autumn Water in his hand. The blade is smooth and natural, and the blade is like a clear spring. It is a top-grade famous sword.

If I had this precious sword when I was a child, I'm afraid that all the rape flowers in the village would be spared.

However, it's not too late now. The sea of ​​white lines created by Doflamingo actually made him want to chop and chop.

Lowen waved the Autumn Water and cut the white lines around him into pieces in one breath.

These white lines can be used to test the power of this unfinished Tyrant.

"Damn it!"

Doflamingo looked solemn and gritted his teeth secretly.

His white lines did not pose any threat to Lowen, they were just as ridiculous as toys.

Doflamingo increased the delivery of white lines in the hope of causing some trouble to Lowen.

However, facing the Autumn Water with the prototype of Tyrant attached by Lowen, it was quickly shattered.

"Next, you have to be careful."

Lowen looked at Doflamingo with a smile on his lips.

After the experiment, Lowen already understood the power of Tyrant, so there was no need to play games with Doflamingo.

"What!?"

Doflamingo, who had been numbly outputting white lines, felt bad.

Just as he was about to move, he found that Lowen had disappeared from his sight.

Doflamingo immediately opened his observation Haki and tried his best to sense the area around him.

"Slash!"

Extreme power, coupled with extreme speed. In a flash, Lowen came to Doflamingo's side.

Then he swung Qiu Shui and slashed down suddenly.

"Shield White Line!"

"16 Holy Fierce Bullets·God Slaying!"

Doflamingo's observation Haki only saw a residual image, and Lowen came to him.

In a hurry, Doflamingo gathered the white lines to form a white shield several meters thick.

At this moment, the defense is far better than the heavy city wall.

At the same time, he did not forget to use offense as defense and used his ultimate move.

16 thick white lines stretched out from the ground, covered with high-density armed Haki, attacking the attacking Lowen.

"Continuous slash!"

Lo Wen was not in a hurry, holding Qiu Shui's right hand and exerting force suddenly.

The veins bulged, and the thick knuckles held Qiu Shui firmly.

Then, there was a frantic slashing like a storm.

Doflamingo's ultimate move, 16 thick white lines strengthened by the armed color, shattered under the frantic and violent slashing.

The ultimate power and speed were reflected at this moment.

"Boom!"

After instantly dealing with 16 sacred murderous bullets, Lo Wen raised Qiu Shui and slashed at the shield white line fiercely.

The five-meter-thick shield white line was directly chopped into half.

Then, it was the second strike as fast as thunder.

Lo Wen swung Qiu Shui down again and slashed on the remaining half of the shield white line.

"Boom!"

The remaining shield white line shattered, Qiu Shui's momentum decreased slightly, and continued to slash at Doflamingo.

"No!"

Doflamingo's eyes were bloodshot as he watched the water penetrate his chest.

The water penetrated two inches deep, almost cutting him in half.

"Ah!"

Doflamingo screamed in pain and quickly controlled the white line to pull him a hundred meters away.

Under Lowen's violent swordsmanship, Doflamingo collapsed at the first touch.

"Hehe, that's it."

Loveen shook off the blood beads on the water and did not pursue the victory.

He saw a navy soldier in his peripheral vision, who was about to be killed by the soldiers of the Don Quixote family.

So he casually swung out a slash and cut the soldier into a bloody mist.

"Lord Lowen!"

The morale of the navy was greatly boosted, and they shouted Lowen's name and respected Lowen as a god.

Doflamingo, who fought against the Seven Warlords of the Sea, was seriously injured in just a moment.

He could still find time to save the threatened navy soldiers.

Such powerful ability and caring for subordinates made them say that they followed the right person.

For a moment, the navy was enthusiastic and beat the Don Quixote family soldiers on the opposite side to tears.

"Yeah."

Lowen just nodded slightly and looked at Doflamingo again.

At this time, Doflamingo was lying on the ground, breathing hard.

The white lines of the fruit awakening around him were no longer maintained because of the serious injuries just now.

"So fragile."

Loven curled his lips in disdain.

He hadn't had enough fun yet, and Doflamingo fell down.

Not a pirate at all.

Where are your sit-ups?

A real man must be tough and fierce!

Only those who can do sit-ups repeatedly and stand firm like him can be considered a real man.

Seeing Doflamingo like this, Loven didn't finish him off.

This guy used to be a Celestial Dragon, so he could still make some money.

"Ahem."

Doflamingo spit blood on the ground and looked at Loven in shock.

He almost died just now.

Is this the legendary God Slayer, the existence that makes the World Government powerless?

Doflamingo's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he was extremely powerless in front of Loven.

He used all his strength to make a big move, but was easily broken by Loven.

He couldn't resist two ordinary swords from Lowen even if he tried his best, and he could only see a shadow when he used his observation Haki.

Even when Lowen fought with him, he could still help his subordinates on the battlefield.

The gap between them was like a chasm.

Could it be that Lowen was really invincible?

Doflamingo felt like he was falling into an abyss, and his whole body was cold.

"Cough cough!"

Doflamingo coughed up blood again, and his physical injuries prevented him from thinking any further.

He pressed his chest and sewed the cut wound with white thread, treating the serious injury.

When he finished the treatment and stabilized the injury, he heard the screams of his subordinates again.