Desperate Crocodile
Crocodile felt like his lungs had exploded with anger. Do you, Nicole Robin, take me for a fool?
A navy kidnaps you, a criminal, and you're still in this peaceful state?
"Huh?" Crocodile frowned and looked at the girl next to Morn.
Long blue hair, yellow duck...
"Miss Wednesday? No, I should call you Princess Nefertali Vivi, right?" Crocodile is not a fool. Seeing the current situation and the information he controls, how could he not know this? It's a game.
"Why, the navy also wants to get involved in the King's Shichibukai?"
Faced with Crocodile's question, Moen shook his head, "Krocodar, your ambition is big enough. Alabasta, a kingdom that has been inherited for thousands of years, even the world government dare not touch, you actually want to Want to overthrow the rule of the Neferutali family?"
"Moreover, you actually want to touch ancient weapons, which is a taboo of the World Government. Should I say that you are ambitious, or should I say that you are stupid?"
Crocodile frowned, and the sandstorm in his hand immediately took shape. A powerful wind of sand immediately eroded Morn's legs. Morn looked down and saw that a quicksand hell had taken shape.
"I don't know how you know Pluto, but it doesn't matter. I don't need to know the thoughts of a dead man. Desert Sunflower!"
The rapidly flowing yellow sand gradually swallowed Morne, and the earth turned into a flowing golden ocean. Robin took Weiwe far away from the battlefield the moment Crocodile took action.
"Nicole Robin, let's figure out how you betrayed me." Crocodile held a cigar in his mouth and glanced at Robin without looking back.
"Hey, hey, sand crocodile, have you been blinded by Whitebeard's head beating, do you think it's that easy to deal with me?"
A chuckle came from Crocodile's head. He turned his head and saw a fist wrapped in black domineering energy.
boom!
Crocodile's body hit the desert hard. Not far away, the desert sunflowers like quicksand hell had stopped flowing. Morn, who should have been swallowed and buried in it, stood in front of Crocodile unscathed.
"Is the armed color domineering? It really hurts enough." Crocodile wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stood up with gloomy eyes.
Have you stayed in this weak kingdom for too long, and you have forgotten that there is such a thing as domineering!
Crocodile cheered up, but with an ugly expression on his face, he realized that he could no longer use his domineering power.
"Armed domineering, the ability obtained by reaching the peak of physical fitness. This requires not only a strong body, but also the will to believe in one's own strength. Crocodile, is your will still firm?" Moen looked at himself with contempt. Crocodile in front of him.
It is said that the swamp fruit user "Wet Hair" Karibu is the weakest natural fruit user, and has disgraced the entire natural family. In Moen's view, Crocodile is not much better now.
"Guhahahaha, little brat, don't underestimate me!" Crocodile smiled evilly, raised his right arm, and a sandstorm hit Morn.
"Shalan!"
"Golden Crow Exploding Flame!"
The golden three-legged Golden Crow broke through the tornado sandstorm and passed through Crocodile's body with a roar.
"laugh!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Crocodile looked at his chest in horror.
A large piece of transparent crystal had covered his chest. If he hadn't used the elemental energy to avoid it, his chest would have been completely penetrated.
"Gravel will turn into glass after being exposed to high temperatures. As a person with the Sand Fruit ability, you should know this knowledge very well."
Moen tilted his head, with a smile on his lips.
The corners of Crocodile's mouth twitched, where did this knowledge come from!
If you want to vitrify sand, you need a high temperature of at least two thousand degrees. Magma can't do it. How can you, a user with the Shining Fruit ability, do it!
"Okay, no more nonsense, let's end the battle quickly." Moen put away the smile at the corner of his mouth, and a golden light suddenly appeared in his hand.
"laser!"
"Desert sword!"
The vertical desert sword withstood the laser fired by Morn, and the two sides exploded in the air, and the impact wave caused a sandstorm.
"Arc-shaped sand dune!" Crocodile naturally couldn't let go of this opportunity. With a wave of his arm, he immediately became huge, and a crescent-shaped sand blade immediately slashed towards Morn.
As long as they are hit by this attack, even those with natural devil fruit abilities will die of dehydration!
With a sneer, Crocodile could already see the miserable state of Morn dehydrated and turned into a mummy.
"Yasaka Neonma Katama!!!"
With reflected light in his eyes, Moen jumped into the sky, crossed his fingertips with his hands to form a bird's beak, and spoke vague words with unclear meaning.
The golden flash turned into a cross, and endless light bullets instantly covered the desert.
boom!
boom!
boom!
The continuous explosions shook the rainy ground in the distance. People raised their heads and looked at the second sun that appeared in the sky!
Their expressions were very horrified. Many of them were already kneeling on the ground and begging God for forgiveness. More people went to the casino to ask to see their "hero".
"laugh!"
Crocodile struggled to hold up the desert wall shield and knelt on one knee in the desert, coughing out blood from his mouth.
The expensive coat on his body was riddled with holes, and the exposed skin was also scarred.
"This brat!" Crocodile's eyes were filled with horror and jealousy.
If he also had this kind of power, how could he challenge Whitebeard and still fail!
"Kid, don't underestimate me!" Feeling the light bullets dissipating, Crocodile only felt waves of humiliation.
Gritting his teeth, Crocodile waved his hand to disperse the desert barrier, and a huge sandstorm immediately took shape.
"Heavy Shalan!"
"I was struggling, okay, Crocodile." Moen shook his head. In order to save his energy, he never used too much force.
"Torn into pieces, empty shock!"
As Crocodile watched with splitting eyes, a silvery-white light that looked like a crack in space covered the sweeping sandstorm, and then the sand and dust dispersed, as if nothing had happened.
Only the sound like thunder that could not stop for a long time reminded everyone that something terrible had just happened.
"Air shock! The ability of the old man with white beard!" Crocodile stood up straight.
Although his body was shaking a little and his eyes were a little dazed, he still had a domineering air about him.
Moen looked at Crocodile like this and frowned.
"Do you have to knock you down? Crocodile, you are not the protagonist, there is no blood lock!" Moen murmured softly, and his eyes became evil.
"Desert Diamond Sword!"
Four terrifying sandstorms formed a huge blade, and Crocodile rushed towards Morn with a wave of death.
As Crocodile advanced, the entire desert seemed to come alive, with sandstorms raging all over the sky, like a natural disaster.
"Don't make yourself like the protagonist of a hot-blooded comic book. When it's time to fall, just fall to me!"
Still murmuring softly, Moen looked at the great changes in the world in front of him and calmly stretched out his hand.
"Kill with light!"
laugh!
As golden light entered his body, Crocodile's desert sword was less than half a meter away from Morn's neck, but he could no longer move forward.
Sixteen rays of golden light penetrated his body, as if it was fixed, Crocodile had lost control of his body.
He could do nothing but breathe hard.
"It's over, Crocodile." Morn shook his head. The pressure that Crocodile gave Morn now was not as strong as that of Jack who was beaten before.
The impact of failure on a man is truly unimaginable.
"You have no way to use the Armed Color and the Wisdom Color. Is it so difficult to admit defeat?" Moen stood in front of Crocodile with a very calm voice.
"I'm in the Navy branch. I don't know how many times I've lost to those seniors. Only when you fall down can you get up and grow, right? I'm waiting for you to get up, Crocodile."
"But before that, let's understand the speed of light, light speed kick!"
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