"boom!!!"
A powerful aura descended upon the scene.
Diamanti rushed over immediately, but it was too late.
All the guards perished in the shortest possible time.
"Hermes Jormungandr, the Hunting King".
A murderous look on his face.
Diamanti looked at Hermes in the center of the corpse. His appearance matched Jorah and Rao G's description. Last time, this guy had escaped from Dover in a sorry state. He didn't expect that this time he would come to die on his own initiative.
"It seems Xiaoming really isn't in Dressrosa."
Hermes was somewhat disappointed, but the man before him was passable.
Diamante, one of the four top executives of the Donquixote Family, was one of the first to follow Doflamingo, along with Pica, Trebol, and Vergo.
Wearing a fur-brimmed hat, with two facial lines, and dressed in a red cloak, he was dressed like an indigenous tribe member, very flamboyant.
He is also a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user, possessing the ability to transform any object he touches into a light, flowing form like cloth, without altering the object's material.
Diamanti's clothes and red cape are made of steel. They look soft and light, but they are actually steel and have extremely strong defensive capabilities.
And he is also a swordsman.
Not to be underestimated.
"Close your eyes and hold on tighter."
Seeing Diamanti draw her longsword, Hermes twisted his neck, signaling Mansherry to hold on tighter so she wouldn't be thrown off during the upcoming battle.
Currently, miniature fruits cannot affect living organisms; they can only affect external matter. Otherwise, if we shrunk Mansherry to five millimeters and casually stuffed her into hair or ears, that would be a true mobile fountain.
"kindness!"
Mansherry swallowed nervously, her small body involuntarily pressing closer, while she closed her eyes and gripped Hermes' hair tightly with both hands.
She can only trust this human.
"call out!!!"
Bomb it on the spot.
Grass clippings and dirt flew up from beneath his feet as Hermes vanished from his spot, appearing in front of Diamanti in an instant. His right foot, covered in Armament Haki, lashed out at Diamanti's side, aiming for his kidney.
"Bullfighting cape"
Diamanti raised his red cloak, firmly blocking Hermes' attack. His striped face was full of coldness. "Put down Mansherry and surrender."
"Long-winded."
Hermes frowned slightly. The other party's cloak was indeed made of steel, but it was all show and no substance. It disappeared in the blink of an eye and reappeared behind Diamanti. Hermes thrust out a finger.
Diamanti looked solemn, and with a flick of his cloak, he firmly covered his back.
"It's no use, my cloak is no ordinary cloak."
Full of confidence.
Diamanti's longsword began to soften, and it attacked Hermes like a venomous snake. It looked weak, but its strength and sharpness were surprisingly great.
Hermes bulged out, raised his wrist in a very pretentious manner, and the longsword struck it, sending sparks flying. His defense was equally strong.
Swish! ! !
While blocking the longsword, Hermes pointed a finger at Diamanti's eye. Diamanti's only hardness was his cloak; his body was quite fragile.
Unlike him, who was all stiff.
Diamanti was caught off guard by Hermes's swift counterattack and panicked slightly. He raised his cloak again, risking his life to block the attack. Hermes, however, did not tolerate it and delivered a powerful kick that struck Diamanti squarely in the waist of his cloak.
A powerful force erupted in an instant.
The cloak visibly caved in, and Diamanti showed a hint of pain on his face. Then, he sank his feet deep into the ground and moved sideways, his back aching terribly.
"Mini 30-meter Crescent Moon".
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hermes unleashed a powerful kick, a massive crescent-shaped white light slash that swept across everything in its path, containing the power to cause mountains to crumble and the earth to split.
damn it.
Diamanti's eyes widened in horror. His cloak was sturdy enough, but it would still be affected by some rebound if it were a large-scale brute force attack.
On the contrary, they are not afraid of small attacks.
Is this a mistake?
Is that supposed to be a Tempest Kick? It's on a completely different level from anything he's seen before. It's more like a slash from a great swordsman. Is it really necessary to exaggerate like that?
"Bullfighting cape"
Diamanti covered his cloak with Armament Haki, determined to fight back with all his might.
At the moment of impact, the immense force propelled Diamanti backward, and before he could even react, his striped face contorted in pain.
vigorous.
Another thirty-meter-long storm kick surged forth, followed by a third, a fourth, a fifth...
Hermes appeared in mid-air at some unknown time, walking on moonwalk, looking down at Diamante from above, and then kicking his feet back and forth.
One after another, storm kicks rained down from the sky, all of them ten, twenty, or thirty meters in size.
The entire sky was illuminated with a dazzling white light.
If Diamanti had dodged instead of taking the first hit head-on, perhaps he wouldn't have lost the initiative and been forced to passively defend against wave after wave of attacks.
"asshole."
A full three minutes passed.
The endless stream of massive storm kicks continued to surge towards Diamanti, multiplying the shock and damage.
Diamanti's cloak had begun to crack; after all, even the hardest steel couldn't withstand such an impact.
"There are enemies."
"It is Lord Diamanti."
Many guards gradually appeared around them, all of them members of the Don Quixote Family. Some of them were quite powerful, but the main members of the family, such as Jorah and Dellinger, were not there.
Everyone was sent out to cause trouble and then profit from the war.
But I'm very busy.
Only Diamanti remained at the King's Heights.
"Shoot him!"
Diamante, who was being completely suppressed, was worried about how to change the situation. These guys he usually looked down on came at the perfect time. As long as he could interrupt Jormungandr's continuous output, he could break free.
Otherwise, he will die if this continues.
"Fire! Fire!"
Suddenly, a barrage of bullets and rocket launcher shells rained down on Hermes. Faced with these attacks, Hermes frowned and his entire body throbbed as he entered the iron block.
"Don't be afraid, I'll catch you."
Mansherry, perched on Hermes' shoulder, was also deathly pale.
She had never seen such a spectacle before.
"?"
Mansherry was a little confused, not knowing what Hermes meant.
The next moment, the center of gravity was lost.
Mansherry screamed instinctively because Hermes had thrown her into the sky. She shot up like an arrow and quickly passed through a small patch of clouds.
He threw aside Mansherry and Hermes spread his arms out to the ground.
"Gatling."
shhhhhh! ! !
A dense barrage of finger guns swept across the ground, causing numerous guards to scream and fall to the ground. At the same time, a large number of bullets or shells blasted at Hermes, and billowing smoke began to fill the surroundings, but it was quickly dispersed by the Tempest Kick or finger guns.
now.
Hermes simultaneously used Tempest Kick, Iron Block, and Finger Pistol, completely overwhelming Diamante and the guards. It must be said that this state was very powerful, combining offense and defense.
However, it's good that your stamina is being used up quite quickly.
Most importantly, the six forms are becoming increasingly fluid, and the awakening of life and its return is just around the corner. That will be the moment of true takeoff.
It can also unlock the ultimate move, King's Fist. Once unlocked, when you encounter Diamanti again, one punch will be enough to send him to his death with a normal attack. If one punch isn't enough, then two punches will do.
As for how Hermes managed to use both hands and feet in such a difficult manner, it can only be attributed to talent and diligent practice.
"Ahhhh!"
on the ground.
Screams rose and fell, and Hermes quickly wiped out most of them. These people did not have iron blocks, and anyone hit by the flying finger spear would be crippled or killed.
Lan's feet didn't stop either.
Diamanti's cloak began to completely collapse, and he could only use Armament Haki to cover his longsword to defend himself. His face grew paler and paler, and blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth.
suffocated.
An overwhelming sense of frustration—that was Diamanti's feeling at that moment.