Real Illusion

The power of Xanxus' Flame of Wrath was extremely terrifying. Back then, Vongola Secondo had been able to dominate the Mafia world with his Flames of Wrath which no one could match.

In addition to possessing the same Dying Will Flame as Vongola Secondo, Xanxus was also using Vongola Settimo's Dying Will Guns to concentrate his already devastating Dying Will Flame!

In terms of destructive power, Xanxus was definitely one of the best among the Vongola Family!

Akainu, whose strength had yet to reach its peak, would be no match for him even if he went all out!

Seeing such a situation, Gion also appeared beside Akainu in a flash and said in a deep voice, "Are you alright, Sakazuki?"

"Of course I am! He's just an extremely sinful bastard." There were obvious wounds on Akainu's right arm. After all, his attack just now was the extension of his own arm.

He did not expect that the shot his opponent fired just now with a gun was imbued with Color of Arms Haki!

"This guy is not that easy to deal with. We have to work together." Gion stared at Xanxus with a serious expression.

Normally, Akainu would definitely refuse. However, at this moment, he was well aware of the situation. He had to get rid of Varia's commander. Otherwise, they would not be able to make a move. Varia also had other members, and their target, Vongola Primo, was waiting for them.

"Are you planning to fight me together? That's good. That way, it will not be as boring as before. However, I have to say it first. Even if the two of you gang up on me, I can still kill you easily.

Even when facing Akainu and Gion, Xanxus' expression did not change at all. In his eyes, dealing with one more person was no different at all.

It was because he had absolute confidence in his own strength!

"How annoying. Why do you insist on pestering me? Just go fight Boss, will you?"

On the other side, Fran was constantly dodging Momonga's attack. He seemed annoyed having to deal with Momonga. Sometimes, when he encountered a strike that he couldn't dodge, he would use Bell as his shield. If Bell weren't busy dealing with the Marine soldiers, he would have thrown a few knives at Fran.

"I can't let you do as you please! Frog head Fran with a bounty of 420 million Belly, killing you here will be a big blow to Vongola Family!"

Momonga continuously brandished his sword, but Fran would dodge all of his attacks, which made him frustrated.

He even felt that Fran wasn't fighting him, but playing with him!

"Don't blame me for doing this, you bring this upon yourself!"

At this time, Fran stopped dodging. The Varia ring in his hand glowed in with indigo flames. The surrounding environment quickly changed.

"What, what is going on!"

Just as he was about to charge at Fran, he suddenly found himself trapped in the swamp. There were many vines wrapped around his feet, and he couldn't move for a while. "Didn't the intel say that this guy's ability is an illusion? Why does it feel like the ability of a Logia's Swamp Fruit?"

The ability of the Vongola Family's members was too strange. Vongola Primo was clearly a Flame-Flame Fruit user, but he displayed a petrifying ability. Now, this frog head used swamps and vines to restrict his movement. What was the deal with these guys?

The Marine did not understand Dying Will Flame, so they could not wrap their heads around the current situation.

The characteristic of Mist Flame was Construction, and it could create something out of nothing, creating something that felt real to confuse the enemy.

In other words, what was restricting Momonga's movements now was not the ability of the swamp fruit, but the real illusion that Fran created!

In this kind of illusion, Fran was the absolute master. Although Momonga wasn't weak, it was impossible for him to kill Fran.

"Then please enjoy yourself. After you die, don't turn into a ghost and haunt me. After all, this is the boss' order. If you have any complaints, just complain to him."

Saying this, Fran further reinforced the illusion. The pulling force of the swamp became stronger. Before long, Momonga's lower body had sunk into the swamp. No matter how much he struggled, he couldn't break free.

"Boom!"

At this critical moment, a laser was shot down from the sky, directly piercing through Fran's body, and then exploding!

But after this explosion, Fran's body gradually became transparent and disappeared, along with the swamp that almost devoured Momonga.

For the record, the environment created by Fran was real. In other words, if Momonga was completely sunk, then this Vice-Admiral of the Marine Headquarters would welcome the end of his life!

"Don't let your guard down, Momonga. You're up against one of the Vongola Family's independent assassination unit. Moreover, that frog head did a number on me and Sakazuki back in the G5 branch. Even Admiral Sengoku was affected by his ability at that time.

Light gathered beside Momonga, eventually transforming into Kizaru's figure. "Don't think that we have victory in our hands just because we have a force that surpasses Buster Call level. Vongola Family is not that easy to deal with! If we are careless, we will lose our lives!"

He had lost an arm because of the battle with Vongola Primo. Now, facing Vongola Family, other than the hatred in his heart that could not be erased, he was cautious.

He would never underestimate Vongola Family!

"Thank you. I will never let him get any chance again!"

At this moment, Momonga let out a long sigh as he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly. He could smell death just now. If he didn't go all out, then he would die for sure.

"Let's do this together. We have to leave Vongola Primo to Sengoku-san!"

Kizaru didn't let Momonga deal with Fran on his own.

On the other hand, Admiral Sengoku had already stepped onto the battlefield, so they didn't need to worry about Vongola Primo.

"That's why I said it's such a hassle. Now I got another one on my back. I have to ask for some bonus from the boss once we get back."

A clear wind blew past, and Fran's figure immediately appeared dozens of meters behind Kizaru and Momonga. Although he still seemed as lazy as before, anyone who was familiar with him would know from his eyes, that he was a little angry!