Chapter 212
The stillness of space and the silence of the world made the scene unfolding before his eyes feel almost unreal. Doflamingo stared at Rosinante, who was still walking toward him slowly. He found it difficult to associate this man with the useless waste he remembered. Aside from their appearance, the two no longer seemed alike.
His threads halted a few meters away from Rosinante. Doflamingo tried to manipulate them, but they had completely slipped from his control.
Zixu cast a glance at Rosinante, who still appeared rather downcast. His opinion of him rose significantly. It seemed this guy was progressing rapidly, not slacking off as before.
"To catch a thief, you need to catch the leader first," Zixu muttered. He was quite familiar with the Impure World Reincarnation (Edo Tensei) technique. Despite its nearly infinite life, it had a critical weakness—it was vulnerable to sealing techniques.
"What kind of sealing do you like? Mummy-style or sand-ice cream style?" Zixu called out to Sasori, who was hiding behind his puppet. The red-haired puppet master was momentarily confused but would soon understand.
Sasori's mastery over puppets was unquestionable. He was the model puppeteer, among the top in the field. His puppets moved like living beings—coordinating fluidly in attack and defense.
The attacking puppet spewed flames from its mouth, while its palms turned into long hooks aimed at Zixu's throat. The defensive puppet covered its partner seamlessly, absorbing counterattacks and warming its shield with fire. Their teamwork was textbook.
Unfortunately, their opponent was Zixu.
Unfazed by the puppets, Zixu covered himself in Armament Haki (Busoshoku Haki) and shattered both puppets with a single swing of his weapon. Debris clattered to the ground—only a few moving parts remained.