"Brat, do you know Devil Fruits have a stage called Awakening? I've always believed there are no useless fruits in this world—only useless users. As for me, the applications of the String-String Fruit's power go far beyond what you've seen!"
As Doflamingo's words faded, the ice beneath his feet began unraveling like silk cocoons, transforming into white waves composed of countless threads.
"Thread Tsunami!"
The ice sheets instantly became surging tidal waves of threads, swallowing everything in their path toward Jake.
Jake stood his ground, expressionless.
Raising his palm, violent lightning erupted from his hand as golden Holy Light Energy infused into it—the azure electricity turning gold.
"One Hundred Million Volts: Tidal Surge!"
The lightning attack enhanced by Holy Light Energy not only retained its fundamental high-temperature electrocution properties but also gained significantly increased burning capacity.
Fire remains the best counter against threads—even when they come as a tsunami.
"Knew you'd try that!"
Doflamingo's face twisted into a savage grin as veins bulged on his forehead, fingers raised.
"Eight Sacred Spears of Execution!"
While the electric current scorched the thread tsunami, eight terrifying thread lances—each dozens of meters long—erupted from eight directions beneath Jake's feet.
To counter his lightning abilities, every spear was densely coated with Armament Haki.
The spears struck with blinding speed, but all these maneuvers fell within Jake's expectations.
His earlier electric net hadn't just burned most threads—it had also detected all of Doflamingo's hidden preparations.
He'd long pinpointed those eight spears' locations.
The only reason he hadn't exposed them immediately was to drain Doflamingo's already limited stamina.
The combined toll of high-intensity Armament Haki coating and Awakening's energy consumption was terrifying indeed.
Shifting into his elemental form while encasing himself in a Divine Shield, Jake began darting across the battlefield at extreme speeds.
The speed of the Rumble-Rumble Fruit was nearly on par with the Glint-Glint Fruit.
Under Jake's full exertion, he became a golden streak of light in the air.
No matter how hard Doflamingo tried to lock onto him, he couldn't land a single hit.
Throughout the entire process, Doflamingo couldn't afford to relax for even a moment.
He couldn't remove the Armament Haki covering his strings because Jake, while maintaining distance, could swiftly snipe any exposed threads.
Trebol quickly noticed this.
Without hesitation and ignoring his injuries, he flung a massive glob of mucus toward Jake's anticipated next position.
But it was futile—Jake wasn't fighting alone.
Monet's voice rang out from behind, it was icy and menacing.
"Your opponent is me, Trebol. Diamante's corpse hasn't even melted yet. You'll meet him on the road to the afterlife!"
The next instant, a blizzard engulfed Trebol's entire body, dragging him down into the ground.
Watching Trebol get swept away by Monet, Doflamingo showed little concern.
The Sticky-Sticky Fruit and the Snow-Snow Fruit weren't inherently counteractive.
While Monet could freeze mucus into ice, Trebol could just as easily overwhelm her by producing vast quantities of mucus before she could fully freeze it, burying the existing ice and hurling it back at her with greater weight and speed.
All Trebol needed was to generate more mucus than Monet could freeze in a short time.
Given Trebol's decades of Devil Fruit mastery, Doflamingo doubted he'd lose to Monet, who had already fought a previous battle.
But the next moment, when Doflamingo saw Monet fighting with reckless abandon—holding nothing back—his heart skipped a beat.
'Why was this woman fighting like that damn Jake?!'
'Did they not care about conserving stamina at all? Did they just unleash their strongest moves without restraint?!'
'What gave them the confidence to fight so wildly?!'
Then, when Monet's attacks showed the slightest falter, Doflamingo's face lit up with satisfaction.
Of course.
Only a freak like Jake, with his Mythical Zoan resilience, could sustain such a fighting style.
A normal Logia user would be suicidal to attempt it.
But the next instant, as a faint golden glow flickered across Monet's body, her momentarily weakened attacks surged back with renewed ferocity.
Only then did Doflamingo realize the truth.
"Fufufufufu! Your ability is truly terrifying, Marine! You can even restore stamina?!"
"If you're only noticing now, your observation skills are truly lacking!"
Jake's voice taunted him.
In the next second, Jake appeared right in front of Doflamingo—bringing with him the eight God Threads that had been chasing him.
Without hesitation, Doflamingo flicked his fingers upward, redirecting the God Threads' trajectory.
He glared at Jake, his expression darkening.
"It seems there's only one way to defeat you—by using absolute power to prevent you from even being able to use your recovery abilities!"
With that, Doflamingo suddenly lowered his arms as if surrendering to defeat.
But the next moment, a dark red aura of Conqueror's Haki flickered around him as he stared at Jake, madness flashing in his eyes.
"Fufufufufu! Marines man, if you want to stop me, then let's settle it with this move!"
"Whether the future of Pirates will be ended by you—let me see for myself!"
"Sixteen Divine Killing Missiles! Conqueror's Haki Infusion!"
As eight more terrifying Divine Killing attacks emerged from the surge of white strings, all sixteen projectiles were now infused with Conqueror's Haki.
Seeing this, Jake exhaled softly before speaking.
"I've already invited reporters here. You should feel honored to be defeated by this move, Doflamingo!"
"Song of Courage!"
As Jake's voice rang out, several angelic figures suddenly materialized around him.
Their appearance matched the legends—vast wings that nearly blotted out the sky radiated glory and majesty, while a golden magic circle spread beneath Jake's feet, enveloping the entire battlefield!
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