Pirates: The Black Earl

Flappy!

With the sound of flapping wings, Crocodile stepped slightly apart and raised the scorpion's venomous hook.

The black crows regrouped seven or eight meters in front of him, and Lovett's pale face appeared among the crows... followed by the hat, clothes, torso, hands and feet.

After straightening out the creases on his chest, Lovett raised his hat and nodded.

"Meet you for the first time, Mr. Crocodile, the next 'Black Earl' Lovett, is a pirate."

Danger!

There was a faint sense of threat in the air, and the breath of the undead world kept licking his skin, as if trying to suck his soul out. Such a weird way of appearing on the stage made Crocodile's eyelids twitch again, and his muscles tensed up.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"You should know that Alabasta is covered by me, right? For the sake of not hurting the people, I can give you one last chance to leave...or die!"

Boom! Boom!

As the voice fell, two pillars of sand rose from his left and right ends.

Billowing yellow sand rushed to 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 came faintly from the rainy ground.

Look, that's Lord Crocodile's fruit ability!

Among the three series of devil fruits, the strongest natural series is the rustling fruit!

Standing in front of the poisonous scorpion tail as high as dozens of floors, Lovett had a sense of familiarity standing in front of Leviathan, knowing that he was making a head start, Lovett looked calm.

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in Alabasta. The purpose of coming here is just for you, Crocodile."

"Oh? Interesting."

Breathing 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 killing intent on the opponent, Lovett slowly raised his cane.

"The pattern of Qiwuhai has not changed in the past twenty years. Don't you think it's time to add some fresh blood?"

Sure enough! !

Crocodile was shocked, and immediately shouted.

"Do it!!"

It's not speculative to say more than half a sentence, this is the decisiveness of the big pirate!

Candle Shackles!

But he talked about doing it, but the first thing that appeared was not yellow sand, but a wriggling piece of wax oil.

Snapped! !

Tons of scalding hot wax poured out from under the yellow sand, welding the six flesh-evolved soles of Leviathan firmly in place.

Knowing that Lovett came to him with no good intentions, Crocodile did his part and gathered all the cadres who could come from the Baroque Work Agency except Mr.2.

The white wax was attached to the six limbs. Leviathan curiously looked at the wax on his feet, and tried to move forward. He found that the wax was stronger than steel after it solidified, and it didn't shatter for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, several figures walked up the rising candle steps and rushed towards Ah Jin and the others.

"Smart plan, controlling my subordinates, maybe it will make me fearful."

Seeing through Crocodile's idea at a glance, Lovett shook his head silently.

"Unfortunately, people are in mid-air, they are living targets for me!"

Even if Mr.3 forms a stepping stone, it will take five seconds for the baroque senior cadres headed by Mr.1 to rush to the deck... Five seconds, there are too many things that a formal mage can do.

"Don't forget about me!"

The black fur coat rattled, Crocodile appeared behind Lovett, his right palm turned into a sand blade, and slashed at him in the middle.

Arc Luna Dunes!

fluttering...

The sand blade mercilessly penetrated Lovett, trying to take away the moisture in his body, but the moment the sand blade touched Lovett, Lovett scattered into a flock of crows and rushed towards him.

Swish! Swish!

The left-hand scorpion-poisoned golden hook dances through the air,

Crocodile easily tore the crows apart, then raised his head sharply.

Lovett emerged from behind the path of a raven, his cane raised towards him.

Scarlet · Youtong · Torrent!

Combination magic · dead eye wave! !

"Danger!!"

An alarm bell rang in his mind, and Crocodile's eyes were filled with shock, and he even wondered if there was something wrong with his sixth sense.

Obviously without the domineering wave of armed color, how could he still hurt himself?

But he said no, but his body was still very honest.

A pale beam of light with a non-mainstream name shot 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, but spread his body apart to avoid the attack.

puff……

The faint sound of impact sounded from the yellow sand, seemingly harmless, but Crocodile's face was extremely ugly, and he retreated to distance himself like an electric shock.

Zizizi!

A wisp of blue smoke floated from the base of his thigh, dripping with blood.

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, hurt the nature department? !

Not even relying on attribute restraint, not relying on armed domineering? !

"This is the power of magic. You... It seems that you haven't paid attention to the news of Donghai for a long time, right?"

Lovett was also curious, did he really 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. A certain newcomer who pretended to be high-minded beat his superior and was dispatched to the East China Sea by the navy.

And he is a naturalist.

Natural smoke fruit, "White Hunter" Smoker!

"Careless!"

Crocodile is not a fool. Hearing this, he raised his head: "It can hurt me, who is a naturalist, and I can't fight as usual."

Although it is difficult to see a strong man who has mastered the armed domineering in the first half, Crocodile is not only in the first half, and has fought against such opponents countless times.

There must be some rules for this ability!

You must first test out the opponent's routine!

Thinking of this, he shook his hand violently, and at some point, a group of small sandstorm tornadoes were gathered in his hand, and at this moment he shot, the sandstorm grew in the wind.

Rumble! ! !

A small sandstorm of just ten centimeters exploded into a giant tornado tens of meters high immediately after it was shot, and tons of yellow sand was sucked in, turning into countless sharp knives at high speed, smashing the stones and candles involved The pieces are all crushed.

Wait...candle crumbs?

Crocodile looked up suddenly, and saw Leviathan smashing the tail of the sand scorpion.

The shackles of candles that held him were shattered by brute force, and were now falling like hail from the sky. At the same time, the ascending ladder created by Mr. 3 was also crashed into pieces. Except for a small number of high-ranking cadres who escaped the attack, the rest burst into blood mist on the spot!

A mountain-like monster crashed over, and the inevitable despair was suffocating.

"Pfft... run, the candle can't hold on anymore!"

Mr.3 rolled out from the yellow sand, shouting in a hurry.

"Moo!!"

Leviathan roared violently, raised his front paw to break free from another candle shell that was made to block his way, and then stepped on it hard.

"Help, I can't hold on anymore!"

But now it is difficult for everyone to protect themselves, who can take care of him?

And Leviathan is only staring at him, isn't this our chance?

So, amidst Mr.3's desperate cry, Leviathan's feet grew continuously under his belly, raised and lowered, forming a berserk continuous attack, trying to crush the bug.

The reason for Leviathan's rampage is actually very simple.

"Hey! He takes you for a fool, Master Leviathan."

When Ajin saw that the wax emerging from Leviathan's feet only blocked the advancing joint on one side, he said so.

No matter how hard you push a door, it won't open, so why not pull it open?

What an idiot Leviathan is.

So the angry Leviathan ran away decisively, and caused such earth-shattering destruction with his power.

This uncle is not a fool!

You are the fool!

A sandstorm tens of meters high is powerful enough to overturn a house, but against Leviathan, this is not even as loud as he made when he was hunting Neptunes.

Under Crocodile's astonished gaze, the sandstorm kept rubbing against Leviathan's body, and he stepped on it impatiently in the next second, and disappeared in smoke.

Gululu...

Skeleton faces turned their gazes, expressions full of anger.

Do you also think of me as a fool? !

Crocodile: "..."

Lovett: "..."