The sound of flapping wings sounded, and Crocodile opened his feet slightly and raised the scorpion's poisonous hook.
The black crows regrouped seven or eight meters in front of him, and Lovett's pale face appeared among the crows... followed by hats, clothes, torso, hands and feet.
After straightening the wrinkles on his chest, Lovett raised his hat and chin to signal.
"First time we meet, Mr. Crocodile, I am 'Black Earl' Lovett, a pirate."
Danger!
There was a faint sense of threat in the air, and the breath of the dead world kept licking his skin, as if it was trying to suck his soul out. Such a strange way of appearing made Crocodile's eyelids twitch again, and he couldn't help but tighten his muscles.
"No need to talk nonsense!"
"You should know that Alabasta is protected by me, right? For the sake of you not harming the people, I can give you one last chance to leave...or die!"
Bang! Bang!
As he finished speaking, two sand pillars rose from his left and right sides.
Rolling yellow sand surged toward the sky, forming two scorpion tails about the same height as Leviathan, and the yellow sand flowed on the surface.
Seeing this shocking scene, cheers could be heard faintly in the rain.
Look, that's Lord Crocodile's fruit power!
The strongest natural type among the three types of devil fruits, the Shasha Fruit!
Standing in front of the venomous scorpion tail that was dozens of stories high, Lovett felt as familiar as standing in front of Leviathan. Knowing that he was taking the lead, Lovett looked calm.
"No, no, no, I have no interest in Alabasta. The purpose of coming here is just for you, Crocodile."
"Oh? Interesting."
After blowing out a smoke ring, Crocodile's eyes were cold: "I don't know what the purpose is."
"Of course I'm asking you to borrow something."
Smelling the murderous intent on the other side, Lovett slowly raised his cane.
"The structure of the Shichibukai has not changed in the past twenty years. Don't you think it's time to add some new blood?"
Sure enough!!
Crocodile was shocked and shouted immediately.
"Do it!!"
There is not much to say without speculation, this is the decisiveness of the big pirate!
Candle shackles!
But when he said he would do something, the first thing that appeared was not yellow sand, but a piece of squirming wax oil.
Snapped!!
Tons of scalding hot wax poured out from under the yellow sand, welding Leviathan's six flesh-evolved paws firmly in place.
Knowing that Lovett came to him with ill intentions, Crocodile did his part and gathered together all the cadres of the Baroque Working Society except Mr. 2 who could come.
The white wax liquid adhered to the six limbs. Leviathan looked at the wax oil on his feet curiously and tried to step forward. He found that after the wax oil solidified, it was stronger than steel, and it was not broken for a while.
Taking this opportunity, several figures walked up the stairs of the candles and rushed towards Ah Jin and others.
"Smart plan, control my men, maybe you can make me afraid."
Seeing through Crocodile's intention at a glance, Lovett shook his head silently.
"It's a pity that people in mid-air are a living target for me!"
Even with MR.3 forming a stepping stone, it would take five seconds for senior Baroque officers headed by MR.1 to rush onto the deck...Five seconds, there are too many things that a formal mage can do.
"Don't forget about me!"
The black fur coat made a hunting sound, Crocodile appeared behind Lovett, his right palm turned into a sand blade, and he slashed at his waist.
Crescent-shaped sand dunes!
Thumping...
The sand blade penetrated Lovet mercilessly, trying to take away the moisture in his body, but the moment the sand blade touched Lovet, Lovet spread into a crowd of crows and rushed towards him.
Swish! Swish!
The scorpion poison golden hook in his left hand danced through the air, Crocodile easily tore apart the crows, and then raised his head suddenly.
Lovett emerged from behind a raven's path, his cane raised towards him.
Scarlet · Ghost Eyes · Torrent!
Combination magic·Dead eye wave!!
"Danger!!"
Alarm bells went off in his mind instantly. Crocodile's eyes were filled with shock, and he even wondered if there was something wrong with his sixth sense.
How could he still hurt himself even though he didn't have the aura of armed domineering energy?
But even though he said no, his body was still very honest.
A pale beam of light with an unconventional name shot out from the tip of the cane. Crocodile pulled the coat behind his back and half of his body turned into yellow sand.
He didn't move his position, he just spread his body to avoid attacks.
puff……
A faint sound of impact rang out from the yellow sand, seemingly without any threat. However, Crocodile's face was extremely ugly, and he backed away as if he was electrocuted.
Sizzle!
A wisp of green smoke floated from the root of his thigh, dripping with blood.
Surprisingly, he did not completely dodge the light wave just now!
But what shocked Crocodile the most was not this, but...
"You can actually hurt me?!"
In the first half, it hurt the natural system?!
It doesn’t even rely on attribute restraint or weapon color domineering?!
"This is the power of magic. You...it seems like you haven't paid attention to the news about Donghai for too long, right?"
Lovett was also curious. Did he actually hit it?
It’s a bit metaphysical!
"East China Sea……"
Crocodile was silent, racking his brains, and finally remembered a joke in the navy a few years ago, in which a self-proclaimed newcomer beat his superior officer and was sent to the East China Sea by the navy.
And he is a natural type.
Natural smoke fruit, "White Hunter" Smoker!
"Too careless!"
Crocodile was not a fool. He raised his head when he heard this and said, "If you can hurt me as a nature type, I can't fight as usual."
Although it is difficult to see strong men who have mastered the armored haki in the first half, Crocodile is not just in the first half, and has fought against such opponents countless times.
There must be some rules to this ability!
You need to test out the opponent’s tactics first!
Thinking of this, he shook his hand suddenly, and at some point, a small sandstorm tornado was gathered in his hand. At this moment, when he took action, the sandstorm grew in the wind.
Rumble!!!
A small sandstorm of just ten centimeters immediately exploded into a giant tornado with a height of tens of meters. Tons of yellow sand was swept into it, and the high rotation turned into countless sharp knives, which smashed the stones and candles that were swept in.
The pieces were all broken into pieces.
Wait...candle pieces?
Crocodile suddenly raised his head and saw Leviathan crushing the sand scorpion's tail.
The candle shackles that bound him were shattered by brute force and were falling from the sky like hailstones. At the same time, the ascending stairs created by MR.3 were also smashed into pieces. Except for a few senior cadres, they escaped the attack.
The rest of them burst into blood mist on the spot!
A mountain-like monster crashes over, and the inevitable despair is suffocating.
"Pfft... run quickly, the candle can't hold on anymore!"
Mr.3 rolled out of the yellow sand and shouted in a hurry.
"Moo!!"
Leviathan roared violently, raised his forefoot to break free from another candle shell that was created to block his way, and then stepped down hard.
"Help, I can't hold on anymore!"
But now it’s difficult for everyone to protect themselves, so who can care about him?
And Leviathan is only looking at him, isn't this our chance?
So, amidst Mr. 3's desperate cries, the soles of Leviathan's belly continued to grow one after another, and they were raised and lowered, forming a violent series of beatings, trying to crush the insect.
The reason for Leviathan's rampage is actually very simple.
"Hey! He thinks you are a fool, Master Leviathan."
Akin said this when he saw that the wax oil emerging from Leviathan's feet only blocked the forward joint on one side.
If a door won't open no matter how hard you push it, why not open it?
You really think Leviathan is a fool.
So the angry Leviathan went on a rampage decisively, causing such earth-shattering destruction.
I am not a fool!
You are the fool!
The power of a sandstorm tens of meters high is enough to overturn a house, but against Leviathan, it is not even as noisy as the noise he makes when hunting sea kings.
Under Crocodile's stunned gaze, the sandstorm rubbed against Leviathan's body. The next second, he stepped on it impatiently and disappeared.
Gululu...
The skeletal faces turned their gazes, their expressions full of anger.