Dofficide

Apophis did not care about Doflamingo's face like the expression of eating. It continued to say by himself, "Only with the uppermost level of power can be considered to be truly stepped into the pinnacle of the field of this sea."

"The uppermost power?" Doflamingo asked with a furrowed brow.

"Great Swordsmanship, awakening stage fruit ability, advanced stage shoku Haki, and inhuman level monster physique, these can be considered the top tier of power." Apophis narrated in a calm tone.

"Hiss!" Diamante and others, who played the role of audience perfectly, exclaimed in unison, this demand is too high, right?

At the Great Swordsmanship level, the entire sea can not find a few.

The Fruit Awakening, what is it?

The advanced stage of shoku Haki, well, again, never heard of it.

The inhuman level monster physique can't be referring to Kaido?

Not to mention them, even Doflamingo also frowned.

He thought he was close to the top, but now it seems that he was the one sitting on the bottom of the well.

"Everyone has their own path, for example, the marine hero Garp is the strongest in Busoshoku Haki, while Whitebeard is the peak of power with fruit."

"Whitebeard is actually twice as strong as Garp?" Pica could not help but exclaim.

"Idiot!" Apophis glanced at him, almost making Pica shrink into the ground, "I also have Great Swordsmanship and advanced stage of Busoshoku Haki, but against Garp, I can only run away."

"There is no superior or inferior difference between specialization and all-round ability, it depends on how far you have gone out on the road."

However, the other people's attention has long been away from the difference between the strength and weakness of Garp and Whitebeard; almost all of them were stunned by Apophis' previous statement.

"Sir Apophis actually possesses two of the uppermost powers, no wonder we can't even beat him combined!" Diamante couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, "And, he's probably not even counting that last transformation ability of his."

Doflamingo, on the other hand, began to doubt life, "So the genius he was referring to in that first sentence was actually himself?"

Apophis naturally will not be stupid enough to reveal his strength ultimately; he will say this because he has mastered the third upper-level ability called foresight of the future.

Just a moment ago, right after he recognized Monet.

His eyes, finally able to see through the mists of the future!

It was all just as he expected, born with the intermediate stage of Kenbunshoku, but he was never able to break that shackle, and the reason was in that residual obsession.

Now he is finally considered to be entirely in charge of his destiny!

"So, I should focus on the development of fruit abilities?" Doflamingo asked after calming down.

"Good, if you develop the fruit to the awakening stage ..." Apophis said in a sincere tone, "it will last half a minute longer in my hands!"

"I TM ...(╯°Д°)╯︵┻┻━┻" Doflamingo restrained the impulse to lift the table and wondered in his heart if this guy was his destined nemesis.

Otherwise, why would he fall into a rampage three times with his mind?

"Phew ..." Doflamingo exhaled a breath of turbid air, asked in a deep voice, "I have also only heard of the fruit awakening, but how to do it specifically, is completely without any clue."

"I'm not an ability user, and I can't give you any specific advice in this regard." A dangerous scarlet glow flashed in Apophis's pupils, "But if you really want to touch this area, it's not impossible to do so."

Doflamingo had a bad feeling about this but couldn't help but ask, "The way you say it is?"

"Real battle, deadly battle!" Apophis finger lightly tapped the table, echoing in the steep silence of the room, "Although I do not know how to make your fruit awakening, but one thing is not wrong, the battle is always the best catalyst to improve the strength."

"Especially the ... death match! How about trying?"

Gulp!

Everyone in the room gulped indisputably.

Using death to squeeze potential is not as simple as talking about it.

Not enough pressure to be effective.

But forced to the desperate, to close the hand is not so simple.

That's, like, a real deadly battle.

Doflamingo, on the other hand, looked odd, but in fact, he was not worried about his safety.

Because he knew very well that if he died, where would Apophis find such a good pot-holder as him?

That is to say, Apophis is sure to close his hand in time to give him enough pressure to die.

This thing can only do by a top powerhouse like Apophis, who reached the pinnacle of control over the battlefield.

In a sense, to have a top powerhouse like Apophis give him as a companion is undoubtedly something he has earned.

But Doflamingo has a vague feeling that this guy wants to find a chance to beat him up a few more times.

"Thinking about it?" Apophis asked, "I don't have much time to play house with you for a day at most."

"In other words, I have to take a whole day of beating?" The corners of Doflamingo's mouth twitched wildly but still couldn't resist the temptation to awaken the fruit to agree to it.

On the other side, Monet rushed up anxiously, "Brother, you're leaving after only one day?"

To the side, Trebol and others are scared to death, lest Apophis change his mind again.

"It's not good for you guys if I stay here too long."

"But, but ..." Monet bit her lip, trying not to let the tears that were swirling in her eyes fall.

"Forgive me, Monet, and I will see you again next time." Apophis gently nudged Monet's brow.

"I know!" Monet sounded dispirited but didn't persist.

"So, let's get started!" Apophis said as he turned around.

Listening to Apophis' cold and stern tone, Doflamingo couldn't help but shiver, "This guy isn't going to take out his parting displeasure on me, is he?"

A few moments later, the enduring screams of their young master came from outside the Donquixote family compound.

"Doffy is a man who wouldn't even scream in death, what exactly did Sir Apophis do to him?" Diamante asked, trembling all over.

"I don't know, but I think ..." said Pica, blushing, "it shouldn't be anything good!"

As time went on, the screams were first passionate, then hoarse, then low, and finally wholly silenced.

Just when Trebol and the others were secretly wondering if Doffy had played to death, finally, Apophis came out of the forest carrying Dofflamingo, who had already passed out.

"Gulp!" Looking at the already inhumane Dover, Diamante swallowed hard and asked, "Sir Apophis, Doffy this is?"

"A little rougher tactics, but good ..."

"It's not even a question of being a little rougher, okay?" Diamante and the others roared in their hearts.

"He's at least succeeding."

PS: Today, when the code, the writer's assistant consultation suddenly more than two messages, the author bacteria can not help but be secretly happy, this is two recommendations in a row? Open a look, two lovely chapter irregularities blocking information appeared in front of the author bacteria, kawaii (≧ ▽ ≦) ~ ┴┴.