Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

Island of the Gods, Apayado.

The terrifying sandstorm and thunder had stopped for a long time, which meant that the battle between Rowan and Enilo had long since ended.

Under the leadership of Dalton, the people of the Universal Alliance went all the way to the center of Apayado.

On the way, they suddenly heard a horse cry.

Swish!

Before the sound landed, a figure riding a Pegasus suddenly descended from the sky and landed in front of everyone.

Crocodile stood up with a sneer, his five fingers together, condensed into a gravel scimitar.

"Oh, here comes the murderer."

Obviously, he was quite dissatisfied with the performance of the Priest Troop, and he hadn't fought enough.

But the knight on the Pegasus stretched out his hand, indicating that he had no intention of fighting.

"Wait!"

That person is the current god of Sky Island, [Sky Knight] Gan Fall.

At the same time, a man jumped down from his horse. It was Harb the meteorologist who had sent a letter to Gan Fall.

Seeing that Habu was still alive, Crocodile was obviously surprised.

"How did you survive?"

Even the aftermath of a battle between nature-type ability users is enough to kill ordinary people.

The fact that Habu survived the thunder and sandstorm and delivered the letter smoothly meant that either he was really lucky, or he had his own way.

Crocodile has never believed in luck, so he was very interested in Habb's method.

Habu scratched his head and organized his words, "It's nothing, I'm familiar with the weather of sandstorms and thunderstorms, so just walked over?"

The tone is very unconfident, but the content of the words is quite confident.

It was a feeling of extreme trust in what one had learned.

But Crocodile obviously didn't believe such a statement, "Nature is a devil fruit—you sky islanders may not know it, but this ability is far beyond your imagination."

"Devil fruit... I saw it in the teacher's notes. If it is natural, can people have the power of nature?"

Habu took out the notebook he carried with him, modified it, and asked casually, "Is the natural type... the weakest type of devil fruit?"

"weak?"

Crocodile frowned, turning into a sandstorm and dodging in front of Habu, grabbing Habu's head with one hand, with a gloomy expression.

"Am I weak?"

"Very strong."

Habu nodded and repeated: "You are very strong."

Only then did Crocodile let go of Habu, and frowned, "Then who do you say is weak?"

"Nature is a devil fruit."

Habu rubbed his aching head, as if afraid of being caught again, he added in detail: "It's not that the natural element is weak, but the nature of 'nature' itself is too obvious, which is very disadvantageous in battle. Isn't it?"

"distinct?"

Crocodile did not understand Habu's words.

Habu continued to explain: "It's like the thunder and lightning just now. If I were wearing a rubber cloak, maybe I could go faster this way. It's a pity that there is no such thing as rubber on the empty island."

Crocodile reacted. The "distinctive traits" in Habu's mouth actually refers to the "nature" possessed by the devil fruit ability users of the natural department, which cannot avoid the characteristics of nature itself.

Fire is hot, ice is cold, and always has been.

But... Does this have anything to do with strength?

Looking into Crocodile's eyes, Habu suddenly said: "You and Mr. Rowan, are you sand?"

Crocodile nodded.

Habu touched his chin and said suddenly: "Then you should have a special reaction to water... woo woo woo woo!"

Before Habu finished speaking, Crocodile covered his mouth, and at the same time a sharp gravel machete was placed on his neck.

"Stop talking, silence is best."

Crocodile's voice was cold, "If you don't silence, I will silence you, understand?"

Habu nodded again and again, and Crocodile let him go.

...

On the other hand, Gan Fall had explained to Dalton the purpose of his trip.

Rowan had already explained to Gan Fall the purpose of the Four Seas Alliance's trip in the letter.

Now that Enilo and the others have been defeated, and the Universal Alliance has no hostility to invade, Sky Island and the Universal Alliance naturally have no need to continue fighting.

Together, they marched towards the center of Apayado.

"There are the remains of the ancient city of Shandora."

Gan Foer introduced: "There are a lot of metals there, which seem to be called gold in Qinghai, and they are very valuable in Qinghai."

...

Along the way, Crocodile looked at Habu.

The vast majority of devil fruit users have absolute confidence in their abilities, and this is indeed the case.

Theoretically speaking, anyone who develops the ability of any devil fruit to the extreme can become a well-known powerhouse.

The difference is that some Devil Fruits have a higher starting point and are born with terrifying power, such as Whitebeard's Shaking Fruit.

The same goes for Crocodile.

He never doubted his fruit ability, let alone say "the rustling fruit is no match for the shaking fruit, that's why I lost".

But now Crocodile heard a theory that he could not ignore from Habu.

The nature of the ability given by the devil fruit of nature is "nature".

——"Nature" itself, which is closely related to people and has been with us since ancient times.

Fire, ice, gravel, lightning, light, wind...

These forces that are closely related to the world reside in the bodies of people with natural abilities.

Nature that can be manipulated by individual will - this kind of power is indeed terrifying, but it cannot escape the characteristics of nature itself!

Crocodile took this view to heart.

Knowing more about things will always help in the future.

But then again, although Habu's point of view subverts Crocodile's cognition, it is only at the theoretical level.

As Habu said before, being strong is enough.

Anyone knows that the sea is the common weakness of devil fruit users, so what can they do?

Is it really possible for the devastating thunder to be defeated by a mere insulating rubber?

No way?

...

Everyone moved forward and arrived at the "Golden Town" Shandora.

They were also shocked by the revived ancient city in front of them.

Luo Wen was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his chin poised, thoughtful.

Crocodile walked behind him and asked in a deep voice, "Hey, where's that lightning bastard?"

"Probably ran away? It doesn't matter, Bika's main force is gone, we think it's okay to take over Bika now."

Rowan didn't care about this, but asked everyone to come over and asked Gan Fall: "Old knight, what is there in Shandola?"

Gan Fall was taken aback for a moment, and replied puzzledly: "There are a lot of metals called gold here..."

"No, that's not what I asked."

Rowan turned his head, stretched out his finger and pointed to the direction of the ground, and asked:

"What is buried under Shandora?"

"Or, is Shandora built on 'what'?"