The snake beside him curled up and trembled.

"That murderous aura..."

Hancock stood up in surprise, looking out of the palace in disbelief.

She had encountered that murderous aura before.

During the Marineford War, that despicable and cowardly navy!

"Lucil Kuro!"

Hancock gritted her teeth and said, "This man came in person?!"

"Lucil Kuro?"

Upon hearing the name, Gloria exclaimed, "Is that the navy that defeated Redfield? That makes sense. He seems to be stationed in Sabaody. It's normal for the navy to come and pick you up since you haven't made a move yet. That phone call just now must have been from them. Let's go out and meet him, Hancock."

"You don't need to tell me."

Hancock's face darkened, and with a flick of her arm, the snake coiled around her body. "I know how troublesome that man is."

With that, she strode downstairs.

At this moment, on the edge of the island.

A group of female warriors, their legs weak, sat on the ground, unable to get up, as they looked at the sword-wielding man who had landed on the island.

The murderous aura was terrifying.

It makes people tremble psychologically, leaving them completely unable to fight back.

"In that case, that woman should be able to sense it."

Kuro loosened his grip on the hilt of the sword, put the cigar between his lips, exhaled a smoke ring, and looked at the group of women. "Tsk, as expected of the Island of Women, it's all women. I don't see a single man. Hey, you with the ponytail are quite good-looking. The beauties of the Island of Women are pretty good."