Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

Oasis Station Santana, southeast.

This is an uninhabited desert.

The rebel army that was deliberately let go by Luo Wen just now, there are about dozens of people, have fallen to the ground at this moment, and their life and death are unknown.

There are two states of them.

First, all the water in the body has been sucked dry, and it looks like a mummy;

Second, the body was pierced by the gravel spear, and either died on the spot, or lost too much blood and was unable to get up.

The two people who caused this situation were not far from this group of disorderly troops, standing opposite each other.

...

The hot wind in the desert blew the purple ribbon and the black coat.

Crocodile took a puff of his cigar, raised his eyebrows, and joked: "What a 'benevolent' king, very Alabasta style."

Rowan smiled, "Why do you say that?"

"Hey, those guys are chaos troops, they have violated your country's territory!"

Crocodile shrugged and joked, "If I were you, I wouldn't stop unless I poked them into a hornet's nest."

However, Rowan's answer was beyond Crocodile's expectations.

"Really? It turns out that someone is not dead."

Hearing this, Crocodile was taken aback for a moment, "You don't know?"

Luo Wen shook his head and corrected, "It's 'don't care'."

Crocodile frowned slightly.

Rowan continued: "I only care about the direction of progress and the opponents on the way."

"As for them, they are not qualified to be my opponents, so I don't care."

Hearing Rowan's words, Crocodile suddenly laughed, his shoulders trembling.

"Hehehehe, as expected of an old monster from 800 years ago, he is so conceited that it makes people feel a little uncomfortable!"

"so……"

Crocodile lit some cigar ash, looked up at Rowan, "Why did you lead me out alone?"

Cobra could see Rowan's thoughts, and Crocodile also guessed Rowan's purpose!

The reason why he let go of a group of rebels is to create time to be alone with the sand crocodile!

Rowan was not surprised. After all, Crocodile is a person who is very good at intrigue and scheming. It is best to get straight to the point when contacting this kind of person.

"The group of disorderly troops, you led them into the territory?"

Rowan's question was simple and straightforward, and Crocodile answered it neatly.

"yes."

He nodded, stroked the golden hook on his left hand, and asked, "Then Mr. King eight hundred years ago, why do you think I did this?"

Rowan thought for a while and replied, "You want to test the power of this country so that you can arrange your next plan."

"As for your real purpose—"

Rowan grinned, "Neferutali once told me that he was tinkering with some very complicated things, it seems to be called something..."

What he said next made Crocodile's pupils shrink suddenly.

"Ancient weapon - [Pluto]."

As soon as this remark came out, Crocodile's face suddenly sank, and a stern smile slowly emerged.

"It seems that my investigation is in the right direction."

"So, Mr. King, who is too clever, I can only ask you, who has just been resurrected, to die again."

Rowan deliberately made an exaggerated expression, "Hey, are you going to fight with me here? How will you explain to Cobra and the others?"

Crocodile said with a sinister smile: "An old king who felt the danger of the people and disappeared again after appearing; and an old monster who was dead for 800 years but resurrected again. You are the second type, but you can also be the first." A sort of."

Luo Wen thought about it, and it seemed that there was indeed some truth.

After all, he was able to reopen his eyes after eight hundred years, something even he himself never thought of!

"What an impulsive crocodile."

Rowan hooked his fingers, the gravel surged, and a gravel soldier stood up from the ground.

"What are you going to do with my soldiers?"

Crocodile suddenly grinned, grinning ferociously, "Stop bluffing, you paper tiger!"

Immediately, a stream of sandbags suddenly gathered from the palm of his right hand.

Swish!

Swinging his right hand vigorously, the violent sandstorm tornado went straight to the gravel soldier.

boom!

The gravel soldiers were instantly shattered and scattered into countless yellow sands.

Crocodile yelled: "It's so good if there are 10,000 of these things to deal with miscellaneous fish waste!"

"In this sea, personal strength is absolute!"

Rowan didn't answer, but raised his left hand, summoning more gravel soldiers.

Holding spears in their hands, they charged towards Crocodile!

Crocodile let out a low growl, turned his body, and a huge gravel scimitar came out of his body.

Desert Sword!

Swish!

The blade slashed across, cutting off all the gravel soldiers around!

One of the gravel soldiers with only the upper body left was struggling, but Crocodile stepped on his head with a foot, and then he exerted himself violently.

boom!

The gravel soldier's head was crushed, and his body instantly became invisible.

"This kind of toy may have worked well eight hundred years ago, but it doesn't work now, old antique!"

Crocodile suddenly leaned over and rushed forward!

Ode!

In the desert, the speed of the person with the ability of the rustling fruit can reach an astonishing level.

In just an instant, Crocodile was close to Rowan's body.

The protective cover on the golden hook of the left hand was taken off, and the sharp hook pressed against Rowan's neck.

On it, the dark purple liquid slowly descended, corroding the gravel on the ground into a small pit.

That's venom.

As a rustling fruit capable user, Crocodile couldn't be more aware of his own weaknesses.

As long as the capable user is stained with liquid, that part will temporarily lose the ability to transform into elements, and can be hit by physical attacks.

Now, Crocodile's venomous hook has reached Rowan's vitals!

He smiled darkly: "You may be very good at marching and fighting, but your body should be too weak, otherwise you wouldn't have created so many gravel soldiers to protect you!"

"Now that you're about to die again, how do you feel?"

Luo Wen thought for a while, and suddenly asked: "Don't you want to know about [Pluto]?"

Crocodile was overjoyed.

That's why he didn't kill the killer right away!

Eight hundred years ago, the old monster who single-handedly created the Alabasta Empire, and the old guy of the same period as the first Tianlongren, such a person must know something!

Crocodile nodded, "Yes, tell me."

Rowan shrugged, apologetic.

"Well, Neferutari should be very clear about this, why don't you try and see if you can make him alive?"

Crocodile: "..."

I froze for a few seconds.

Sand crocodile, angry!

His left hand was hard, ready to kill the irritating old monster.

But at this moment, Luo Wen suddenly said: "Little crocodile, you actually said three things wrong."

Crocodile froze for a moment, but a grain of sand suddenly floated in front of his eyes.

Um?

What's so special about a grain of sand?

very special.

Because it is a black sand.

Crocodile was on it, feeling a force he was all too familiar with.

Domineering armed color!

In the next second, an extremely dangerous feeling flooded Crocodile's heart.

He immediately raised the golden hook to block it.

In an instant, the black gun light flashed!

Ding!

There was a crisp metal collision sound, and Crocodile's expression suddenly grinned.

numb.

With just one collision, his left arm was almost completely numb!

Great strength!

Crocodile took a few steps back before finally stabilizing his figure.

Rowan's voice came.

"First thing, I'm an emperor, not a king."

Crocodile looked up again, and saw that the scepter in Rowan's hand had been covered by the jet-black armed domineering. The scepter, which was originally shaped like a spear, had turned into a genuine armed spear at this moment!

Huh...huh...

The wind in the desert blew up.

Countless gravel surged beside Luo Wen.

For those with the rustling fruit ability, this is not difficult to do.

But what really surprised Crocodile was that some black gravel was mixed in the sand!

Those are all sand wrapped in armed domineering colors!

"Second thing—"

Rowan held the long spear in his hand, and after turning the barrel of the gun backhand, the tip of the gun pointed down to the ground, and walked slowly in the surging gravel.

Every step I took seemed to tear off a thin layer of gravel.

"In that era of fighting for hegemony, whether it was a battle between individuals or a war between countries, it was far more cruel than you imagined."

"So, I can fight very well."

Swish... Swish...

The surging speed of the black gravel gradually accelerated, forming four black sandstorms behind Rowan.

Four figures gradually formed in the sandstorm.

The sound of metal clashing and friction can be vaguely heard.

Crisp and nice to hear.

Rowan took a step, walked through the floating gravel, and came to Crocodile.

Behind him are four soldiers whose bodies and spears are completely black!

They are like the most loyal guards, guarding around Rowan.

Rowan looked at Crocodile and said slowly:

"The third thing."

"It is not the soldiers who protect the emperor, but the imperial army."

Domineering armed color, full coverage!

Gravel Forbidden Army!