"Kuro!"
Just as Kuro beheaded all the pirates with a single stroke, a group of marines jogged over, led by two men.
One was Bastiyu, wearing a helmet with horned face coverings and holding a shark-slaying knife; the other was dressed like a gladiator, wearing only a cloak and hat.
"Maynard?"
Kuro looked over. "Looks like you've come out."
As both were lieutenant generals, they naturally wouldn't use any superior-subordinate titles.
“Kuro, Doflamingo is suspicious. We should arrest him. Now is the perfect opportunity. Mr. Fujitora is unwilling to do this, but you certainly can,” Maynard said quickly.
Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Doflamingo is the legitimate king recognized by the World Government. You think you can just arrest him like that? It's not that simple. Let him play with the pirates. What's important now is the news."
“We can’t report it; it seems like the Den Den Mushi signal is being blocked,” Maynard said. “It seems to be because of those lines.”
This birdcage, in addition to being able to lower a large number of parasitic lines, also has the power to block signals.
"That's easy."
Kuro looked around, "Moore, Moore!"
"They're here, they're here."
Suddenly, a white light flashed across the ground, and Moore's figure appeared on the ground not far away, scratching his head with a lazy expression.
Kuro glanced at him before saying to the other marines, "Go find the other civilians and gather them together to prevent them from being caught in the fighting."
“But…Kuro, this place is too big, and we don’t have enough troops to do this.”
Bastiyu said, "Besides, this place is a battlefield. Even if we could gather all the civilians, we wouldn't know where to put them."
Dressrosa is very large, and their navy is really not enough. If they want to disperse their forces to gather civilians, they probably won't even be able to stop the passing rioters.
"The place..."
Kuro looked around. At that moment, Doflamingo's grand palace had already been moved by Pica's power, removing the upper palace and revealing a huge circular void below.
"Simple."
He reached out and gave it a firm grip.
rumble...
A slight tremor began to spread.
In that instant, everyone—from the pirates and thugs locked in battle to the panicked government officials unable to contact their superiors, and even Doflamingo in the elevated palace—felt the tremor.
Inside the building that he had kicked in two, Doflamingo held a glass of red wine and looked down. Behind him, most of the executives had gathered, and behind them, the Donquixote Family pirates were also in formation.
"Dover, this is..."
The sticky, gooey Torrepol stared at the swaying wine glass in his hand, a look of surprise on his face.
"That guy..."
Doflamingo's expression was grave, his brow furrowed. "Has it already begun? That power..."
Boom!
The slight tremor turned into a solemn roar, like an earthquake, and the earth made a greater commotion than when Pikachu's palace had been moved.
The large, round hole began to undulate outwards like waves.
Numerous buildings, wooden crates, weapons inside the crates, and ships flew out of the large hole and gradually rose upwards. The earth inside the hole gradually rose up, forming a platform. On the platform, there was a group of people, all looking completely bewildered.
They were planning to climb out, so why did they suddenly come up here?
The earth continued to rumble.
The circular platform continued to rise, and walls were erected around it, leaving only four gaps.
"Alright, that's the place."
Kuro then released his grip and pointed over there, saying, "Take the people over there, and place a team of men at each entrance to guard them, so that no one else can get close."
"Is it possible... to this extent?" Maynard stared blankly at the circular, high-walled building, swallowing hard.
He turned back and gave Kuro a deep look. "As expected of you, Kuro."
This guy is indeed like a monster; his true nature was already evident during the Marineford War.
“Alright, let’s get started, Moore. I’m leaving this to you; you should be able to handle it,” Kuro said.
Dressrosa is a large city, and its civilians are scattered throughout. It is impossible for the navy to cover every single one of them. It would be extremely difficult to gather them together, and even if they were gathered together, their forces could not guarantee that they could protect every single one of them.
However, if the forces are concentrated in a location that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, then there is not much of a problem.
That high wall, the place Kuro chose, has four gaps. It could easily be defended by a general and a group of naval officers, protecting civilians from disaster.
As for the players, Bastiyo and Maynard can guard two, Lida can guard one, and Moore can guard one, which is just right.
Moreover, Moore's abilities are very useful here; naval operations take time, but Moore's operations do not.
His 'road signs' are everywhere here.
"Huh? You're leaving it to me? I'm just a new recruit, isn't it a bit inappropriate for me to do something like this? Besides, it's such a hassle." Moore scratched his head.
"Shut up, why do you think I made you a messenger?" Kuro glared at him.
Of course, he wants someone to share his workload.
This person is quite strong in combat, has convenient abilities, and is very easy to do. Apart from being a little lazy, there's nothing wrong with him.
But laziness suits Kuro's temperament perfectly.
He no longer wanted the personality of Cass and Wilbur; a lazy person made him feel safe.
"What kind of behavior is this, all lazy and sluggish? Once you've finished your work, find a loophole to guard, and you're done for," Kuro said, exhaling a puff of smoke.
"Yes, yes, that's what happens when you're the boss."
Moore scratched his head and walked towards the group of sailors. "So, where to start? Hmm... let's start with a group. Please relax and don't resist. Yes, just like a girl in bed, all soft and relaxed, just enjoy it."
A group of marines, none of them quite understood what was going on, but out of respect for Vice Admiral Kuro, they all relaxed.
"It's coming."
Moore stretched out his arms, and a ball of white light shone on one of the groups of sailors before disappearing instantly.
"This is..."
Bastiyu was taken aback. "An ability user? Where did they go?"
"A user of the Beacon Fruit, who can teleport to the marked location. My newly recruited subordinate."
Kuro shook his head as he spoke: "It's strange, really. Within our Navy, the people who eat Devil Fruits don't seem to have much of a personality like their own. You see, the more passionate people eat the relatively cold Devil Fruits, the more ruthless people eat the relatively fiery Devil Fruits, and the most despicable people eat the most dazzling Devil Fruits."
"Kuro, it's not a good idea to bring this up," Maynard said somewhat awkwardly.
He's different from Kuro; Kuro dares to talk about this, but he doesn't.
"And my new subordinate, the laziest one ate the fruit that makes him the most capable, really..." Kuro exhaled a puff of smoke, "It's strange."
And, the most cunning person ate the most extravagant fruit...
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