I can only achieve nothing and become the Pirate King

Albana and Rainfield, one in the east and the other in the west, are divided by the Santa Dora River.

The crocodile was not as fast as the lizard before, but it was much faster than the camel. It reached the Sundola River at almost nightfall, and Sage even returned to the boat to rest for a while.

Such a huge desert made him sweat all over. Of course he returned to the boat to take a shower, change clothes and eat a meal before continuing on his way on the crocodile.

It wasn't like he was shirtless all the time. His expensive top was ruined after the last battle with Ace, but after such a long time, he would definitely change his clothes.

Fortunately, he used his domineering power to protect the more expensive fluffy cloak, otherwise he probably wouldn't even have a cloak left.

The clothes are easy to change, but he likes this cloak very much. If he loses it, he doesn't know where to find the second one.

Sage changed into a very loose sand-colored cardigan shirt, and his lower body was still in black trousers, with the trousers legs wrapped in boots, and he continued to set off with his men in good condition.

This crocodile can be used on land and water, and is very useful as a means of transportation. But unfortunately, it was raised by Crocodile and does not fit Sager's own aesthetics.

While the crocodile was crossing the river, Sage suddenly said: "Can we also get some iconic transportation tools?"

Renedia thought for a while and said: "Motorcycles, I can build them directly."

"Should we let those subordinates shave their heads with mohawks again? Let's stop making trouble." Sage rolled his eyes.

She usually makes some mechanical gadgets as test subjects, but she basically only pays attention to the function and not the appearance. Apart from the rigid requirements, they are basically very rough.

There may be no problem with the technology, but if you watch too many of these rough things, it always gives Sager a wasteland feel.

This is pirate style, not apocalyptic style

You know what the motorcycle made by Renedia looks like. If his subordinates shaved mohawks, he would not be called a natural disaster, but the Overlord of Heaven.

"Mohawk."

Renedia's eyes lit up, "It seems very interesting."

"Ah, isn't that a little gangster?" Marika said with a smile.

Lily also agreed: "But uniform attire can also become the symbol of our pirate group."

"Let's talk about it later." Sag waved his hand, "You know the plan, right? Stay away from the central square of Albana and go directly to the palace. That location will not be affected by bombs."

Regardless of whether the bomb Crocodile placed could blow up a royal city, it was certainly powerful. There was no need to take that risk. All he wanted was to rob the palace anyway.

"A big brawl with millions of people. Can Albana accommodate so many people?" Lily felt a little incredible.

Alabasta has a standing army of one million. Judging from the information obtained from Crocodile, 700,000 of them have become rebels, and only 300,000 of the king's army are left. If they all gather in Albana, it will be really difficult. It was so crowded.

Lily still remembered the scene when Sage faced two thousand soldiers alone in the East China Sea. The number of people at that time was already densely packed.

In terms of millions of people, she couldn't even imagine how many there were.

Sage held his chin with one hand, tilted his head slightly, and said with a smile, "We'll see if it can be accommodated."

The crocodile crossed the Santaola River, reached the eastern desert, and headed towards Albana until the sun rose and turned into daytime, and they saw the huge building.

Albana is a building high in the desert, like a large island appearing in a sea of ​​sand. There are huge steps all around, extending upward until you reach Albana.

Just the sheer size of that staircase left no doubt that this city could accommodate a million people fighting.

Under the steps of Albanasi City Gate, a group of people were waiting there.

A man with a strong build, but with strange heavy makeup and false eyelashes, and a swan ballet costume, stared with big eyes and small eyes. He kept turning in circles on his tiptoes in the sand and made a hoarse and sharp voice:

"Will the princess really come? Millions of people are fighting. What a crazy clown who wants to stop them!"

A messy-haired woman holding a cigarette pole and wearing a spider swimsuit laughed softly next to her: "Wouldn't it be better not to come? Although it is useless to come, but compared to her, after listening to the message sent by Miss·Sunday, there is A big shot is also on the way and will be our protection."

"Big shot? What big shot? How old is he? Who is he? Is he Crocodile? Come on, tell me, tell me! I'm so anxious!"

Miss·Merry Christmas said quickly while stamping her feet quickly.

Mr. 4, who was standing on a rock and watching with a telescope, showed an honest and slow smile.

"We'll find out when we get there. Besides, that's not our mission."

The man leaning on the stone said coldly: "What we should do is to get rid of the people who are hindering the mission, especially you. Stop jumping around here, Mr. 2."

This man had all the hair on his head shaved, leaving a green mane. He wore an open monk-like attire and had a big word "壱" tattooed on his chest.

The number one agent of Baroque Works, mr.1.

"Huh? Do you have any objections to me? Do you want to try my kicking skills? Wow!" Mr. 2 turned his head and looked unkindly.

"Stop arguing, you two, let's calm down for a while." Miss sighed with her fingers and tried to comfort her.

Just as the two of them were at war with each other, Mr. 4 on the stone put down the telescope, slowly turned his head, then slowly raised his finger, and said slowly: "Here, here, oh."

As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen crocodiles stopped in the open space under the steps of the West City Gate with a puff of smoke.

In the box carried on the crocodile, dozens of pirates first walked down one after another, led by Ajin and Palu, and gathered together.

After they came down, the crocodile at the front slowly opened the door.

A pink-haired little loli appeared on the back of the crocodile and slid down the huge crocodile's back like a slide. Then she turned around and slapped the crocodile in displeasure, shouting: "The skin is too rough, you can't play on the slide at all!" "

"this little girl"

Miss · His fingers froze slightly, "Twenty-three million Baileys Renedia?"

Baroque Studio also pays attention to intelligence. As the partner of the top agent, she pays more attention to this aspect. Basically, she is also responsible for liaison with senior agents.

She is no stranger to Renedia. A little girl can have a reward of more than 20 million, which is something worthy of attention in itself.

"Ah, I already told you that crocodiles can't play on the slide."

A smiling woman jumped off the crocodile's back and said to Renedia with a smile.

That gentle smile feels the same as Miss Sunday's, but much softer than hers.

"Marika"

Miss· continued with both fingers: "Thirty million bounties."

Lily was the third one to jump down and adjust the rapier on her waist. Seeing this woman, Mr. 1 showed a look of astonishment and subconsciously took a second look.

I always feel that this swordsman is very sharp.

"Bendetta Lilly, thirty-six million bounty."

Miss·Looked at the pirates with his fingers, he stayed at three of them for a while, and a trickle of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, "Ajin, Palu, Miote, fifteen million, ten million, Six million"

"Except for the swordsman who deserves attention, the others are all minor characters."

Mr.1 glanced at her and said calmly: "Is there anything to be surprised about, miss·two fingers."

"Didn't you read the newspaper?"

Miss· stared at the box on the crocodile's back with his fingers, swallowed, and said: "These people are members of the Natural Disaster Pirates. If they all arrive, then this big shot."

Inside the box, a person slowly walked out.

His fluffy cloak fluttered with the wind and sand, causing his white hair to fly. At the same time, it also brought a dazzling light, which made his face blurry.

The jewelry on her body was shining brightly in the sun.

"Are you the ones you are? The agents that Lao Sha mentioned."

Above the crocodile, a voice slowly sounded.

miss· He stared at the man with his fingers, and as the light faded, he saw the face that looked wanton and arrogant.

Those people's bounties were indeed not high, the highest was the same as hers, which was 36 million.

miss·Two fingers, Pola, is not a pirate, but pirates are not the only ones who defy the prohibitions of the world government and local kingdoms and go to sea without authorization.

There are two different things between a guy with a bounty and whether he is a pirate.

But there is no doubt that these guys are pirates, or big pirates, especially their leader.

"Natural disaster! Norton Sager!" Miss·'s voice was trembling with both fingers.

The agents were all at a standstill at this moment. Even Mr. 1 could not help but look solemn at this moment.

They are not like those billionaires and elders below who want to take a chance and strive for fame when they see a high bounty.

They understand that the higher the bounty, the greater the danger.

Although this does not represent strength, if it reaches a certain level, no one will think that person is weak.

A bounty of 270 million, to them, is quite a big deal!

More than 6k today, I will make up for it tomorrow.