"Tesoro is dead!"
The high-ranking members of the Beast God Pirates engaged in the chaotic battle all noticed what happened and their expressions slightly changed!
While Tesoro's strength hadn't reached Bullett's level, he was by no means weak, not inferior to Doflamingo, Crocodile, and others.
That was precisely why he had become the deputy commander of the Devil Legion led by Bullett.
Yet, he was so easily killed by a man who seemed extremely unfamiliar!
"That guy is Army Admiral Pavlov! A Corrosion ability user, a very troublesome fellow!"
Doflamingo's heart tightened.
Pavlov's ability was too abnormal.
If one's physical strength and Haki weren't strong enough, facing him would likely lead to extreme danger in a short time!
Sensing the gaze from behind, Pavlov turned and gave Doflamingo a sinister smile, then his figure vanished with a whoosh, charging toward Doflamingo!
Doflamingo's expression changed drastically as he hastily retreated!
"Dammit! He's coming straight for me!"
Whoosh!
In the air before him, a fist wreathed in green mist came whistling down toward Doflamingo's head!
"Sables!"
Suddenly, a slanted barrier of yellow sand rose from the ground, blocking the fist.
Boom!
Pavlov's fist struck the sand barrier, instantly causing the sand to explode and scatter in all directions!
Thud!
Beside Doflamingo, Crocodile's tall figure landed, his black cloak fluttering in the wind.
"Fufufufu, you scared me to death, I almost followed in Tesoro's footsteps. I owe you one, Sand Crocodile! Be careful, this guy's ability is extremely tricky. Don't let him touch you easily!"
As he spoke, Doflamingo activated the awakened power of the Thread-Thread Fruit, transforming the ground beneath him into a rolling wave of white threads!
"White Lance!"
Sturdy white threads twisted together like writhing tentacles, swarming toward Pavlov's body to entangle and restrain him!
Crocodile, with a thick cigar in his mouth and a cold expression, swung his right hand, sending a sandstorm straight at Pavlov!
"Sandstorm!"
"What a headache. The executives of the Beast God Pirates are actually all Seven Warlords."
Pavlov sighed, and his body suddenly erupted with green mist, soaring five or six meters high and completely enveloping him.
Then the mist solidified, turning into a suit of armor covered with ferocious spikes!
"Corrosion Armor!"
On his fists, two hedgehog-like gauntlets formed, their sharp spikes not only filled with terrifying corrosive power but also coated with thick Armament Haki!
Any of Doflamingo's white threads that touched the surface of his armor rapidly rotted and turned into black ash, utterly failing to restrain him!
Boom!
The ground beneath Pavlov shattered as he charged forward like a green human-shaped tyrannosaurus!
Doflamingo's expression shifted slightly, and he decisively used Armament Haki to coat the threads beneath his feet!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Sharp threads gathered behind Doflamingo, forming huge fan-shaped wings that pierced the air with sharp whirring sounds, shooting toward the charging Pavlov!
"Thousand Arrow Piercing Strike—Feather String!"
Dense black threads continuously slammed into Pavlov's armor, finally sending him flying!
At the same time, Crocodile pressed his large hand against the ground.
"Erosion Cycle! Sand Waterfall Funeral!"
The once rolling waves of white threads beneath their feet instantly transformed into a desert landscape!
Endless yellow sand surged into the sky, immediately submerging Pavlov's figure.
An endless torrent of sand cascaded over Pavlov's body, stripping away the Armament Haki covering his surface.
Moreover, the green corrosive armor on his body was rapidly melting and dissipating!
"Facing two Seven Warlords at once really isn't easy to handle!"
Pavlov furrowed his brow as he watched the perfectly coordinated Doflamingo and Crocodile before him.
For a moment, he found himself unable to close in on either of them.
Moreover, he could feel that Crocodile's ability was draining his Haki and stamina.
"Forget it, I'll kill the other pirates first."
Thinking this, Pavlov abruptly halted his steps and shot backward.
Doflamingo and Crocodile were stunned.
"He's running?"
The two exchanged a glance and quickly understood each other's thoughts.
"Join forces to kill him!" Doflamingo's body levitated as he decisively chased after Pavlov!
Crocodile's lower body transformed into yellow sand, and he swiftly rushed forward, flying side by side with Doflamingo.
"Later, use that move to finish him!!" Crocodile said in a deep voice.
Doflamingo was momentarily taken aback, then a slight smirk curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Fufufufu, no problem, let's use him as a test subject!"
In the distance, the retreating Pavlov suddenly stopped, a flash of anger crossing his face.
He ceased his retreat and instead charged straight toward Doflamingo and Crocodile!
"Heavenly Yaksha, Sand Crocodile, do you really think I can't kill you?"
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"Ahhh! Save me, save me! I don't want to die yet! Give me the healing potion, quick!"
On another battlefield, a large group of pirates let out miserable screams.
As they fled madly, patches of their skin peeled off and their muscles rotted away.
Their eyes were filled with pain and despair.
While running, they watched helplessly as their companions' and their own flesh and blood dissolved and fell off!
After running a distance in extreme agony, one pirate after another turned into walking skeletons.
Finally, the skeletons collapsed, scattering into piles of white bones!
Behind them stood Magellan, his entire body enveloped by a purple venomous dragon!
"Venom Dragon! Devour them!"
Magellan's body moved rapidly within the long, liquid form of the venom dragon, while another venom dragon split off and continuously pounced on the surrounding pirates.
The Marine soldiers near Magellan had long since prepared and put on their gas masks.
"Poison Gas!"
While releasing the venom dragons, Magellan also recklessly unleashed poison gas, shrouding the battlefield within several hundred meters like a fog.
The pirates on this battlefield were like wheat being harvested, completely overwhelmed!
"Run! Run! It's Magellan! It's Venom Dragon Vice Admiral Magellan!"
A pirate screamed in terror, turning to flee the battlefield.
Swish!
A pitch-black Mochi ball shot over like a bullet, instantly piercing through the pirate's temple and blowing his head apart!
Tap, tap, tap!
The ground turned into flowing Mochi as a tall, cold figure strode forward on long legs.
"Ka... Katakuri-sama!"
Seeing the newcomer, the pirates who were terrified and about to flee immediately trembled with fear, no longer daring to retreat easily.
Katakuri coldly swept his gaze over these dispirited pirates.
"Go fight the other Marines! Those who flee will die!"
The pirates felt as if granted amnesty, turning around with grateful tears and charging toward other battlefields with their weapons.
They had been completely terrified by Magellan's poison.
Their comrades' deaths were too gruesome—while running, they turned into piles of white bones.
This was a hundred times more frightening than being directly cut down by a blade!