Devil Fruit: Invincible from the Tremor-Tremor Fruit

After meeting with Lord Mu Bai, the group applied for a vehicle to leave the city.

Aokiji, holding a golden extraordinary pass, walked with his companions on the checkpoint leading to the interior of Star City. Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of the guards.

These guards were all experienced and sharp-eyed warriors, but at this moment, when their eyes touched the pass in Aokiji's hand, they all showed awe and respect. The pass not only symbolized Aokiji's extraordinary strength, but also represented his noble status in Star City.

As Aokiji and his group approached, the guards straightened their backs, raised their weapons in unison, and saluted Aokiji in a standard military salute. Their movements were uniform, as if they had been trained countless times, just to express the highest respect to this newly promoted extraordinary at this moment.

Aokiji nodded slightly, as a return salute to the guards.

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In the desolate wilderness, a dilapidated pickup truck was speeding past. The paint on the body had long been mottled, revealing the rusty metal underneath, but this did not affect its speed in this uninhabited land. The wheels rolled over the uneven ground, rolling up waves of dust, as if drawing traces of life on this silent wilderness.

However, the calmness in this loneliness did not last long. As the pickup truck went deeper, the hidden dangers in the wilderness began to gradually reveal themselves. Some animals infected by the ferocious beasts, their originally docile temperaments became violent and unpredictable, and at this moment they were staring at the speeding pickup truck with bloodshot eyes.

Some of these animals were huge, and some were agile. They originally fought on their own, but at this moment they seemed to have received some kind of call, and they all came out of their hidden nests and gathered into a force that could not be underestimated. Their eyes were full of wildness and desire for killing, as if they wanted to tear the pickup truck that rashly broke into their territory into pieces.

Crocodile sat in the driver's seat of the pickup truck, with a thick cigar in the corner of his mouth. He took a deep breath, and the smoke filled the car, reflecting his deep and calm eyes. His right hand gently rested on the window, and his fingertips seemed to touch the air inadvertently, but it contained a powerful force.

Suddenly, a group of animals infected by the beasts rushed towards the pickup truck frantically, roaring, with bloodthirsty eyes flashing. Faced with this sudden attack, Crocodile seemed unusually calm. He gently exhaled a puff of smoke, and his right hand suddenly condensed, and a sandstorm formed in his palm in an instant.

The sandstorm was like a violent dragon, rolling up the yellow sand all over the sky, and attacked the rushing animals at lightning speed. In an instant, the sandstorm enveloped the entire area, and the roar of the animals gradually disappeared in the sand. When the dust cleared, the ferocious animals collapsed to the ground, motionless, and obviously lost their breath.

Crocodile shook his right hand gently, as if to shake off the dust on it. He took another deep puff of his cigar, with a satisfied smile on his face. During the whole process, he didn't even stop the car, as if everything was under his control. The pickup truck continued to speed across the wasteland, and Crocodile was like a king who controlled life and death, moving forward proudly.

Crocodile drove the pickup truck across the wasteland, while Doflamingo in the passenger seat seemed a little careless. He yawned, as if he was not interested in everything around him, and even just glanced at the animals infected by the beasts, and then continued to immerse himself in his own world.

At the same time, in the back seat of the pickup truck, Mu Bai was resting with his eyes closed. His breathing was steady and powerful, as if it had merged with the rhythm of the wasteland. He showed no panic at the commotion outside the car, as if everything was within his expectations.

In the front row, Blackbeard and Aokiji were talking to each other. Blackbeard's signature laugh was heard from time to time, and he seemed to be telling some interesting stories, which made Aokiji smile. The atmosphere between the two was relaxed and harmonious, as if they were old friends for many years.

However, the content of the speech was obviously full of gunpowder.

Ming Ge looked into the distance and his eyes lit up.

"Fuck, that's the beast in this world?!"