The dark clouds continued to spread, and in the distance, a figure that squeezed the air into shockwaves rapidly approached.

The figure drew a streamline in the air, heading straight towards Dressrosa.

With a 'thud', the figure landed in the courtyard. The white cloak on its back fluttered upwards with the fall, revealing the word 'Justice' to some onlookers.

navy?

This was the first reaction of all the cadres.

Those who saw the figure head-on broke out in a cold sweat.

A masked man with an afro instinctively took a step back and exclaimed in surprise, "Lucil Kuro!"

Upon hearing the name, all the executives except Doflamingo assumed fighting stances and formed a circle around the man.

Kuro glanced at them, took out a cigar box from his pocket, took out a cigar, lit it, exhaled a puff of smoke, and then said, "Yo, everyone."

His tone was sinister, and his face was grim.

They've come with ill intentions!

"Fufufufu..."

Doflamingo laughed: "Why are you so angry? I don't think I've offended you in any way, have I, Dressrosa?"

Kuro glanced at him, and the intense killing intent made Doflamingo break out in a cold sweat.

He held up two fingers and said, "Two things. First, get rid of that bastard, [The Great Funeral Director]. Second, give me the permanent pointer to Tottoland."

"Hey, I'm not your subordinate, Lucilfer Kuro!" A vein bulged on Doflamingo's forehead.

Kuro closed his eyes slightly, raised his hand, and gently lowered it.

The sky below appeared even darker and more gloomy, completely obscuring the courtyard.

As if the sky had been turned upside down, the pitch-black sky clearly sank downwards.

In the darkness, it seemed as if some unidentified substance was hanging in the sky.

"Ah...ah..."

Torrepol looked up, only letting out unconscious cries, his large, sticky body trembling uncontrollably.

A sense of oppression, gloom, and an atmosphere that seemed capable of destroying everything lingered in the minds of these cadres.

Everyone was drenched in sweat, yet dared not move.

The other party is Lucilfer Kuro, the guy who took down Redfield.

"Mainland...you bastard!"

Doflamingo looked up in astonishment, a hint of fear in his expression. "What do you want to do?!"

The cadres may know less, but he knows the most; this guy is already a monster!

From the top, the signs of a monster began to emerge.

"I'm in a bad mood right now, you'd better not mess with me, you devil."

Kuro said calmly, "I know you have access to the [Great Funeral Master] and the permanent pointer of Tottoland."

Are you threatening me?!

Doflamingo gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not afraid of you, Lucilfer Clow! I am a Shichibukai!"

Kuro didn't speak, but his expression grew even colder. He lowered his hand again, and the dark area that resembled the entire sky sank even further.

"trade!"

Doflamingo said, "I can do both of those things, but I need one favor from you!"

Upon hearing this, Kuro narrowed his eyes.

His main objective was not to deal with Doflamingo, who was not only a Shichibukai but also a Celestial Dragon.

Threats are acceptable, but if this is taken seriously, he might not just avoid being demoted, but be expelled from the Navy altogether.

Moreover, if a real fight were to break out, Doflamingo and his subordinates would be troublesome enough.

And then there's this bastard, who really is the one holding the chains of those monsters from the New World. He lost, and the balance was broken.

Kuro raised his finger, and the dark sky gradually cleared up, easing the pressure on everyone.

"Sure, as long as you remain a Shichibukai, I can do one thing for you, provided it doesn't violate my principles," Kuro said calmly.

"make a deal."

Doflamingo said grimly, "Hey, Trebol, go give him the permanent pointer of Totto Land."

"Yes, Dover..."

At this moment, Torrebol dared not say another word and wriggled his body into the palace.

"Fufufufu, now that the deal is done, could you tone down your murderous aura? My men are quite afraid," Doflamingo said with a laugh.

"I've already said, I'm in a very bad mood right now."

Kuro said menacingly, "Do you really want me to vent my anger on you, Don Quixote Doflamingo?"

"whispering sound..."

Doflamingo pursed his lips and let out a heavy breath. "I'll take care of that Piero guy."

"Dover, here you go."

At that moment, Torrepol emerged from the gate, bringing with him a permanent pointer.

Doflamingo caught it and tossed it to Kuro, saying, "Here's what you wanted."

Kuro flicked his index finger, and the tossed permanent pointer floated up halfway, circling around him.

Thump!

The next instant, Kuro unleashed a burst of energy from the spot, carrying the Eternal Pointer away at high speed, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

The shockwave sent the furniture flying everywhere in the courtyard, creating a clanging and banging sound all around.

"Dover, that ability is..."

Diamanti swallowed hard and hesitated.

"Ah... [Float Fruit], your superior."

Doflamingo's forehead veins bulged as he clenched his fists tightly. "That bastard, has he developed his Devil Fruit ability to such an extent?!"

That permanent pointer, that bastard made it float without even touching it.

But how long has he been reaping the benefits?!

Golden Lion must have died last year!

In just one year, he developed it to such a terrifying extent.

After a moment of gloom, Doflamingo suddenly laughed again: "Fufufufu, the world is about to have a good show. Is he going to find Big Mom? Hey, go find some information, I need to know what happened."

"Understood, young master."

Gladius asked doubtfully, "Then the [Great Hand Funeral Master]..."

"Find his whereabouts and take care of him! No, I'll do it myself!"

Doflamingo sneered, "A monster's favor—we must make good use of it! That bastard, Lucilfer Kuro, he's suppressing his ambition just like me; he'll explode sooner or later. I know about what happened in the North Blue; his subordinate, Douglas Cass, stole Vinsmoke's spoils. He's definitely plotting something!"

"When doing business, you definitely have to go big. Being the 'Emperor' of the underworld is a huge business."

“But… he went to find Big Mom, it probably won’t be anything good. Will he survive?” Señor, dressed in baby clothes, asked.

"Fufufufu! Let's see what he's capable of!"

Doflamingo spread his arms wide. "Was that guy's action a signal from headquarters? Or was he forced to find a way out on his own in Sabaody Archipelago? In any case, this world has started to go berserk!"