The White Waves of the Wasteland!
The boundless white waves did not make any sound. The thick white waves swallowed up the rain, the air, and the ferocious tearing.
It was as if the sweeping pale liquid had silently whitened the blood-stained paper towel. When he looked up, all he could see was a sheet of pale white nothingness.
The white waves swallowed up the heavy pressure, and the trembling spider web merged with the white waves and quickly rushed towards Poseidon's huge body.
The huge haze was filled with white, and Poseidon's dark and cold eyes narrowed into vertical lines. He could feel his horns being entangled by countless silk threads, inch by inch, and then strangely becoming part of the white threads, rushing towards his remaining body.
In the white sky, the dark haze roared. Poseidon suddenly raised his head, and his body flew up into the sky. The white waves on the ground were still chasing after him.
Large pieces of rusty scales fell off, and large pieces of flesh fell off. The only difference was that there was no blood at all. Everything, including the sky, was dyed white.
Poseidon's body lost its weight and rose into the sky. His horns disappeared smoothly from the base of his head, and the sole of his body caved in. His entire body seemed to have shrunk by half, and he finally shook off the surging white waves.
The white waves of the Wasteland fell back to Doflamingo's feet. He coldly stared at the shrinking black dot in the sky, and then looked down at the interior of the factory. A piece of white threads dissipated in the air, leaving behind the wreckage of the factory that he had destroyed with his own hands.
He was emitting a cold aura, and even Diamante and the others who were standing in the distance did not dare to come close. After a while, a loud crash sounded from the distant coastline.
Poseidon's shrunken body fell from the sky into the deep sea. Large pieces of blood dyed the surface of the sea red, and Poseidon's body quickly sank into the sea and disappeared.
Doflamingo's face was gloomy, and he looked at the red sea. Under the broken lenses, his eyes were red like blood.
After a while, he opened his mouth and said, "Is the goods damaged?"
With Poseidon's departure, the Crawlers that invaded the factory were also dealt with. Sugar, who was dressed like a doll, came out from the deepest part of the factory. She was carrying a silver iron box in her hand. Apparently, it was the iron box that Caesar had left behind.
"I've always kept it with me. There's no problem at all!"
As Sugar spoke, she was surrounded by toy soldiers and bodyguards specially arranged by Doflamingo. The person who was supposed to protect Sugar was Trebol, but unfortunately, Trebol had died when Ya Erlin sent him a gift last time.
At this moment, the one who replaced Trebol was Sika, one of the top operatives of the Don Quixote Family. He was a stone fruit ability user, and his ability was very similar to that of Yarlin's subordinate, Dai Ou.
Doflamingo took the iron box and opened it. There were four strange artificial Devil Fruits inside. He narrowed his eyes and held the iron box in his hand.
"Prepare a ship. It's almost time for the transaction with Kaido. I have to deliver the goods personally." Doflamingo ordered the Don Quixote Family's operatives.
In the Don Quixote Family, Doflamingo is the absolute backbone. It can even be said that the strength of the operatives under his command is far from his own. He didn't think so at first, but now he has other ideas in his mind.
"Call Crocodile!" Doflamingo frowned and ordered.
Diamante quickly dialed the Den Den Mushi, and Crocodile's hoarse voice came through. "It's so late, what happened?"
"My factory was attacked. Yarlin should have received the news soon and judged that I am in Dressrosa. It will take at least half a month to get to Alabasta from here, so …" Doflamingo pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of gloomy coldness.
"Yarlin will ask me to come out for the transaction, and the time will be within half a month." Crocodile spat out a smoke ring, and his eyes were also full of murderous intent.
"Skin him alive and give his body to my people. Let my people deal with him. I don't want to see him send me his greetings again after he dies." Doflamingo gritted his teeth. He stared at the half-abandoned factory, and the ghost face on his undulating chest became more and more terrifying. "Also, I hope that after half a month, the tattoo on my chest will be erased."
"It seems that Doflamingo's factory has suffered a lot!" Crocodile secretly thought. He glanced at the man sitting on the sofa in the opposite corner of the room. The man heard the voice from the Den Den Mushi, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
"I will take care of everything. Maybe there is still time, and you can see the last scene of Yarlin alive." Crocodile grinned, and his crocodile-like eyes were cold and ruthless. "A man who crawled back from the underworld, I won't let him die so easily."
"If you don't spit out all your secrets, even if you want to die, it will be an extravagant hope!" Crocodile said to the Den Den Mushi.
The man sitting on the sofa grinned even wider. His laughter was unique and strange, like a paranoid madman. He muttered to himself, "Sometimes, even if a person is dead, the corpse will tell us their value and secrets."
"That would be for the best!" Doflamingo laughed sinisterly and hung up the phone.
Crocodile played with the Den Den Mushi in his hand, and the corner of his mouth closed off the burning cigar. A faint green spot on his arm seemed to be dead, and there was no sign of spreading or creeping at all.
"An interesting toxin. Unfortunately, your body is like a dry desert. It can't accommodate the survival of other life forms, not even this toxin." The man in the corner stared at the green spot on Crocodile's arm with interest, and then asked, "I hope you can send me a few poisoned guys to pass the time."
"Almost all the civilians in Albarna have been infected by the toxin. If you want to study them, they are everywhere. I will send them to you later," Crocodile replied casually.
"Hahaha … I like this desert. How about you help me build a secret research lab here?" The unique laughter suggested.
Crocodile looked at the other side and grinned. "No problem, but I want to know what you are helping Doflamingo with?"
"This is a secret that can't be told to others!" The laughter stopped, and soon there was no sound in the corner, leaving only a pair of demon-like horns on the ground …
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