King's Plateau, Flower Field.
Seeing Diamante's arrogant appearance, Cyrus' face was still serious: "I have no interest in that kind of title!"
He shouted as he pulled out his sword and pointed it at his opponent.
"Do you think this kind of attack will have any effect on me? Ahahaha! "
Diamante laughed sinisterly as his whole body turned into a piece of paper. When Cyrus' sword came, the wind blew it away.
Diamante returned to normal after dodging his attack and said: "Ahahahaha! It's no wonder. You've been running around Dressrosa for a whole day, and now you have to protect your daughter while fighting me on this shaking ground. Not to mention, you're a one-legged man. Even a normal person would have collapsed long ago! "
Cyrus looked at him with his sword: "You don't need to worry about my condition! The reason I lost this leg was to repay my benefactor. It is my pride! "
Diamante laughed even more sinisterly: "Oh? Since that's the case, then I'm going to target your weak spot! "
"Eh?"
While everyone was hesitating, Diamante took out several pieces of cloth from his bosom. These pieces of cloth fell to the ground and turned into salutes.
These things were originally salutes. Diamante used his fruit ability to make them more convenient to carry around.
"It looks like you're already exhausted. That seems a little boring to me. Why don't we play a game? Guess what this is? "
As Diamante spoke, the cannons on the ground lit up and the small cannonballs shot up into the air.
The salute exploded in mid-air, immediately turning into pieces of black confetti that resembled crows.
Looking up at the sky, Diamante seemed even more excited: "Come and see! What are these pieces of paper? The game has already started! "
As Diamante spoke, he snapped his fingers towards the sky, and the pieces of paper that filled the sky instantly turned into iron balls covered in spikes!
"Ahahaha! Take a good look. It is so beautiful. You don't get to see this every day. It is like a sky full of black stars. "
The metal ball fell just like that, like a hell of thorns falling from the sky.
Seeing this, Rebecca couldn't help but cry out in alarm: "Sister Robin, we also have a lot of them!"
Robin was relatively calm: "It seems like we have nowhere to hide."
Cyrus held his sword in one hand and shouted: "Miss Robin, I will leave Rebecca to you!"
Robin also shouted in his direction, "Mr. Soldier, you must be careful too!"
"You don't need to worry about me." Cyrus muttered.
"Ahahaha, are you starting to panic? Even an army would have a hard time blocking the damage of these iron balls. If you want to live, that's just a fool's dream! "
Diamante said as he opened an umbrella.
This umbrella was not an ordinary one. It was made of iron, and he had used his own ability to create it.
It turned out that Diamante was already prepared.
"Haha, what a pity for this sunflower field, those budding flowers!"
"Death Star Dust!"
Diamante laughed excitedly as the iron balls fell from the sky like rain.
It was as if the flower field had become his territory and he was the lord of this battlefield.
"Myriad Colours: Protection Barrier!"
Robin saw this and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Countless hands quickly grew out to form a huge umbrella above her and Rebecca's heads.
The iron balls fell one after another, but they didn't injure Robin or Rebecca.
On the other side, the sound of metal clashing could be heard.
Cyrus blocked the falling iron balls with one hand and said righteously, "You can imagine the strength of an army that can be defeated by this level of attack!"
Diamante couldn't believe what he was seeing. "Naniyo? What a reckless fellow, he actually sent the iron balls flying. Could it be that even one iron ball can't injure him? "
But there was no such thing as an airtight wall.
Two iron balls landed on Cyrus's forehead and shoulder.
It seemed like his defenses weren't too dense.
The spikes of the iron balls were extremely sharp and pierced his right shoulder, causing him to feel intense pain. He lost his balance and knelt on the ground.
"Hahaha! You better watch carefully for me! " Cyrus! "
Diamante shouted even more excitedly when he saw his opponent being defeated.
The iron balls fell without mercy.
"Ahhh!"
Cyrus screamed miserably as blood splattered everywhere.
Diamante had a bloodthirsty look on his face: "Hahaha! Cyrus, you're really careless! You actually dropped the ball at a time like this, this really isn't the right time. How do these iron balls taste? "
"Diamante, you bastard! I'll never forgive you! "
Rebecca saw her father being attacked by the iron balls and wanted to fight him to the death.
"Don't rush Rebecca, the rain of iron balls hasn't stopped yet!"
In order not to let Rebecca get hurt, Robin hugged her tightly, not letting her pass.
"Father! Diamante, you're too despicable, I won't let you off even if I die! "
Seeing Cyrus covered in wounds, Rebecca cried out hysterically to express her grief.
Diamante laughed even more treacherously: "Hahahahaha! Well said, I'm so moved that I want to cry! If you're so unyielding, then come and fight me! Come, my sword can't wait any longer! "
"Let me go! Sister Robin, I want to fight that guy! "
Although Rebecca was shouting, she still hugged her tightly so that she wouldn't get hurt.
Then, a shocking scene occurred.
Cyrus stood up with his sword in his hand.
The iron balls were still falling.
He was covered in blood and didn't cry out in pain as the iron balls fell on his body.
Rebecca shouted: "Father! Hurry up and hide here! "
At this time, Cyrus slowly opened his mouth, his voice like a bell: "Rebecca, this is my battle, there's no need to shout. Put down your sword and watch carefully! I'll use this sword to protect you! "
"Father …"
At this moment, Rebecca felt that her father's soul was higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea.
For his daughter, Cyrus was willing to give up everything.
Flesh, blood, pain, and even death couldn't shake his determination to protect her.
In the sky, the iron balls were still falling.
Cyrus was still enduring the pain and didn't have the slightest intention of retreating.
Blood kept flowing out of his body and dyed his clothes red.
Fresh blood also flowed on the edge of his sword.
At this moment, Cyrus was like a warrior bathed in blood and iron.
He raised his sword once more and charged at Diamante.
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