"Hmph!"
Lancelot let out a cold snort, and in that instant, his entire body radiated an overwhelmingly chilling, powerful energy!
However, although this power was identical to Doflamingo's, there were still subtle differences in its nuances.
The power released by Doflamingo swept through the surroundings like a violent storm, presenting a wide-range indiscriminate offensive posture.
Yet Lancelot's power seemed highly compressed and refined, transforming into a black-red lightning-like entity only as thick as a rope.
This black-red lightning-like power wound forward like an agile serpent, roaring toward Doflamingo with overwhelming force.
In the blink of an eye, it shot straight toward Doflamingo's overwhelming power like a chain.
"BOOM..."
A deafening roar suddenly erupted, as if the entire world trembled from the impact.
The next moment, the space between them appeared distorted and deformed, erupting with terrifying shockwaves.
This was the legendary collision of Conqueror's Haki—when two individuals possessing the qualification for Conqueror's Haki confront each other in conflict, their respective Haki fiercely intertwine and clash, creating this awe-inspiring spectacle.
In the original storyline, Luffy and Donquixote Doflamingo had also experienced such heart-stopping moments of Conqueror's Haki collision, where similar black-red lightning phenomena had appeared.
Moreover, at that time, their strengths were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.
But now, the Conqueror's Haki confrontation between Lancelot and Doflamingo showed a completely one-sided situation.
Doflamingo's originally seemingly indestructible Conqueror's Haki proved utterly vulnerable against Lancelot's, like an overinflated balloon that instantly burst upon contact with Lancelot's needle-sharp Conqueror's Haki, offering no resistance at all.
"How is this possible?"
Doflamingo's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed in shock.
He never could have imagined that his proud Conqueror's Haki, capable of intimidating entire regions, would appear so fragile and powerless before this person named Lancelot, so easily shattered.
Simultaneously, not daring to slack off in the slightest, Doflamingo quickly crossed his arms in front of his chest, assuming a defensive posture at maximum speed. Immediately after, Armament Haki instantly coated his arms like black serpents.
However, in the very next instant, with a thunderous "Boom...", an overwhelming impact struck. Doflamingo felt as if he had been hit by a massive mountain, his body immediately losing control as he was sent flying like a cannonball.
His figure cut rapidly through the air, leaving a long trail of white air currents.
After flying nearly a hundred meters, Doflamingo barely managed to stabilize himself mid-air.
Gritting his teeth, he exerted all his strength to twist his waist, executing a full somersault in the air before finally landing steadily on the ground.
But under the powerful momentum, his feet dragged across the ground for over ten meters before he completely regained his balance.
The ground now bore two deep gouges from his dragging feet.
"Huff... huff..."
Doflamingo panted lightly as he raised his head, once again fixing his gaze on Lancelot not far away.
Now, the look in his eyes had changed once more, the fear in his heart growing deeper.
It is important to know that Conqueror's Haki is a formidable ability possessed only by those with the qualities of a king, with just a one-in-a-million chance of such a ruler being born.
Even in the New World, where top-tier powerhouses from all over the globe converge, the number of individuals who truly possess Conqueror's Haki is likely no more than a few dozen.
However, someone like Lancelot, who not only wields Conqueror's Haki but can also manifest it as tangible physical damage, is as rare as a phoenix feather—truly one of a kind!
Most terrifyingly, there is only one person capable of condensing Conqueror's Haki into a solid form... Red-Haired Shanks, the unparalleled genius of the century, who forcibly reshaped the entire landscape of the New World at the age of 39 and became the fourth Emperor of the Sea.
Faced with such a fearsome opponent, Doflamingo couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
"Gulp..."
Doflamingo swallowed hard, the sound of his throat moving echoing clearly.
Yet, he was no greenhorn. He was a seasoned warrior who had climbed to the top through countless brutal battles, treading a path paved with blood and sweat.
Life-and-death struggles and perilous situations were nothing new to him.
Especially during the early days of his family's establishment, when they were carving their way across the seas, dire straits were practically routine.
For instance, they had once been chased across the world by Vice Admiral Tsuru... So, he would not easily resign himself to fate.
"Fufufu..."
A low, sinister laugh suddenly rang out—Doflamingo's signature chuckle.
As the eerie laughter echoed, the latent power within him seemed to ignite completely, surging to its peak in an instant.
From afar, Violet and Caesar Clown watched in astonishment as the ground around Doflamingo began to undergo a startling transformation—the once-solid earth gradually turned into countless fine threads, spreading outward with lightning speed.
In the blink of an eye, the ground within a radius of a thousand meters, along with everything on it—even sturdy walls and buildings—had all been transformed into threads!
Witnessing this, Lancelot couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Devil Fruit Awakening?"
He had always believed that Doflamingo had not yet reached this level.
After all, this was a full two years before the epic battle between Doflamingo and Luffy in the original storyline!
Yet, the scene unfolding before him made Lancelot realize that he had clearly underestimated Doflamingo.
At this very moment, Doflamingo's Devil Fruit powers had already awakened!
Just then, Doflamingo roared, "Break White!"
Without holding back any longer, Doflamingo decisively unleashed his ultimate move, a technique only possible after his awakening.
In an instant, tens of thousands of transparent white threads rapidly arranged themselves horizontally like streaks of lightning, intertwining and entangling as they converged into a surging wave of threads.
Roaring and churning from beneath Lancelot's position, the wave gathered momentum like a tidal force, gradually closing in on Lancelot at the center.
As the white threads continued to surge and accumulate, they ultimately formed a colossal, twisted wave of threads resembling a giant rope, its sheer scale leaving onlookers astounded.
The power contained within this white thread was astonishing, seemingly possessing the terrifying momentum to trap Lancelot completely and crush him to pieces!
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