The Five Elders completely ignored Kuro's final struggle. Instead, the hot-tempered elder with the sword frowned and roared:
"Are you still toying with us at a time like this, Kuro!"
brush!
The old man wielding the knife swung it directly, unleashing another slash that charged forward with an extremely sharp aura.
when! !
A black blade lunged forward, slicing the flying attack in two from bottom to top, allowing the attack to break apart and cut through the nearby walls and pillars.
"The aura of a famous sword..."
Kuro stared at the knife in the old man's hand. "Your knife is quite sharp."
The old man with the knife said in a deep voice, "Kuro, step aside. We can believe what you say and give you a chance. Hand over that bearded man, and we will not pursue anything you have done."
Upon hearing this, Kuro simply reached behind him and flicked his index finger. The serpent cigar strapped to Smoker's arm flew up automatically and floated towards Kuro. He took the cigar, bit it, and a ball of fire ignited from his index finger. After lighting it, he exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Stop joking."
The voice slowly emanated from Kuro, who said, "Do you even believe yourselves?"
He was making a last-ditch effort, but more than that, it was just empty talk he didn't want to admit.
The old man's knife made him realize what was happening.
Putting the facts aside...
They can't get rid of it, damn it, how can they get rid of this thing? In their eyes, they've already led an army to attack Mary Geoise.
No one can accept someone who can incite the navy to attack Mary Geoise. If he were to surrender at this critical juncture, he would be truly foolish.
He, Kuro, is not stupid.
"Hmph, I knew it."
The old man with the knife sneered, "Kuro, you've been hiding your true abilities too well. You cultivated that bearded man's unique willpower, didn't you? That power that can infect others, another application of Conqueror's Haki, or something else—it's an extremely troublesome ability. If it were you, we wouldn't trust you. You knew this from the beginning, which is why you found a qualified person to teach him to become like this, right?"
"You revealed your true self to that bearded marine, and you hid it perfectly, all for this moment today. Hmph, I must say, well done, Kuro!"
The bearded man exuded an extremely dangerous aura; the will emanating from him was, to the Five Elders, seasoned in politics, incredibly dangerous—far more dangerous than the D clan.
And this will...
Kuro stayed in the East Blue for ten years, perhaps to cultivate his own successor, while he abandoned everything and gradually gained the trust of the World Government by adopting a personality that would be recognized by them.
This is incredibly well hidden!
But it is precisely because of this that they unconditionally trust Kuro, leading to the current situation.
"So... what exactly do you want, Kuro? You ordered Doflamingo to kill the Celestial Dragons, didn't you? Are you like the Revolutionary Army? No, maybe you also ordered the Revolutionary Army. You went to so much trouble just to sit on that throne, didn't you?" the curly-haired old man asked.
How would I know!
Kuro rolled his eyes. What could he say? He couldn't say anything. What good would it do if he did?
He exhaled another puff of smoke, looking back at Cass with a mixture of bewilderment and despair, and said through gritted teeth, "What the hell was I supposed to do again?!"
"Of course, it's about recreating the world!!"
These words made Kuro's body tremble, and he looked at Wilbur in disbelief.
These remarks are so familiar to him!
Thinking of this, he trembled, recalling what his Uncle Oji had said when he went to the G-3 fortress to send him something.
These people...did they raid his hometown?!
If you were to search his hometown and find something he wrote as a child for fun, whoever did it, it's very likely that this is what happened.
So from beginning to end, he wasn't betrayed; he reaped what he sowed.
"So the revolutionary army is so fierce right now, it really is because of you!"
The old man with the map bulged veins on his forehead. "You're not qualified to sit on that throne! You know nothing! Kuro, you're just a clown who knows nothing!"
Are you just giving up?
I'm opening a stall too!
"What's the point of saying so much? Do you think you'll let me off the hook if I say more? Do you think you'll let the Navy off the hook?"
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke, gripped Shusui tightly, and glared at Cass and Wilbur behind him. "Yes, I forgot my original intention because I felt I couldn't achieve it, but now the opportunity is here... Now that things have come to this, I have to give it a try!"
"Me, the clown? You guys are the ones who are. The Void Throne, which claims to represent the absence of dictatorship, doesn't it have someone sitting there too?!"
These words made the Five Elders' eyes widen, and they leaned back.
"You know..." the old man with the map said in disbelief.
The old man with the knife was even simpler; he simply swung his knife and attacked.
Crack!
Just then, a gust of frost suddenly billowed up from the inner passage, extending in an instant. The icy aura froze the sword in the old man's hand. The old man frowned, swung his sword again, shattering the ice, took a few steps back, stared at the position behind him, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Kuzan!"
"Oh dear, we arrived just in time..."
A figure gradually emerged from the corridor behind. The person was tall and slender, with a lazy tone, and was scratching his head as he walked.
Kuzan!
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