Pirates: Your Emperor is Back!

"Woo!"

The watchman blew the horn to signal to everyone in the camp that there was an enemy attack.

The sound of the horn is three short and one long, which means that the identity of the incoming enemy is unknown, and there is obvious hostility.

Immediately, a sandstorm flew up to the observation deck, and it was Crocodile himself.

He was too lazy to act with the large army, so he took out a telescope from his pocket and looked into the distance.

There, a group of patients infected with the crystal ghost virus came straight to the camp of the Universal Alliance, and it seemed that the visitors were not friendly.

However, Crocodile, as a person who had close contact with the crystal ghost virus patients, found something wrong with it.

He lifted up his black fur coat, turned into a sandstorm, and flashed to Rowan's side.

At this moment, it was still pouring rain all around. In order to avoid getting wet, Crocodile could only move at high speed in this way to avoid raindrops.

He came to the room where Rowan was and lit a cigar for himself.

"It's not right."

Crocodile described seeing scene details.

"Those guys rushing over are different from those you subdued. They don't seem to have completely lost their minds. Many of them even have only half of their bodies turned into ghosts."

"The crystal ghost virus on them hasn't completely broken out?"

Hearing this, Luo Wen readjusted the layout of the sand table in his mind.

The crystal ghost virus has not completely broken out, which means that the patient has not completely lost his sanity.

In this way, the hostile attack becomes a decision completely dominated by self-awareness.

This also means that a group of people in the Kingdom of Aden, for some reason, chose to take the initiative to attack the camp of the Universal Alliance!

Kuleha pondered: "Could it be the guy who spread the crystal ghost virus?"

Dalton, who has a simple and honest personality, obviously doesn't believe it, "Would anyone really use such a dangerous virus on one's own side?"

"Hehehe, Tauren, don't always look at this sea from the perspective of Magnetic Drum Island."

Crocodile said with a dark smile: "The sea is too big, there are not a few scumbags, do you really think this world is so beautiful?"

"Tauren..."

Dalton murmured, obviously a little concerned about Crocodile's nickname.

In fact, this is just a nickname. The nickname Crocodile is used to is often "so-and-so bastard".

"In short, since it's not some patient you have to protect, I can come here at will, right?"

Crocodile seemed very interested.

After all, he originally planned to go to Sky Island to explore the secrets of Sky Island, but he was dragged to Beihai by Luo Wen.

As soon as he arrived in Beihai, he encountered such a lot of bad things, and Crocodile was already very upset.

He needs to find something to vent.

And "enemy" is really a perfect fit.

But before the happy hour begins, there is another thing Crocodile needs to care about, and Rowan is also a little curious about it.

"Aren't you waiting?"

Luo Wen asked, "It's raining outside now."

Crocodile is not Rowan after all, Rowan's direction to develop the rustling fruit ability lies in the ultimate precision.

This extreme development idea makes Rowan quite powerful even in rainy days, but it takes a little effort to manipulate the gravel to pass through the gap between raindrops.

But Crocodile is different. His style of moves is open and closed, and it is extremely restrictive in rainy days.

This is why Crocodile chose to reside in the desert country of Alabasta.

The home of the desert is too suitable for Crocodile to play in.

Today, the Kingdom of Aden is shrouded in heavy rain, and it is difficult for Crocodile to exert its due strength.

But he himself didn't care about it.

Laughing a few times, Crocodile said slowly: "Hehehehe, speaking of it, I have to thank you."

"oh?"

Luo Wen smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"I originally thought that the alliance you made was useless, but one day I suddenly discovered that it's actually quite interesting."

Crocodile thought for a while, "It should be here soon, right?"

After the words were finished, a figure suddenly ran in from the outside of the heavy rain.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that it was Habu who was stationed on the ship and was responsible for observing the outside weather.

Habu nodded slightly towards Crocodile, and said, "Mr. Sand Crocodile, the weather you entrusted me to observe has already had results. The rainstorm will stop within five minutes, and the next three days will be sunny."

"Look!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Crocodile's face.

He stretched out his hand and used the drying ability of the rustling fruit to dry all the main clothes on Habu.

"Combined use of human resources - indeed a good way."

For Crocodile, having such a highly accomplished meteorologist by his side is not insignificant for his combat auxiliary function.

Because of this, Crocodile likes to chat with Habu when he has nothing to do——

Although for the introverted Habu, this kind of "chat" is a painful torture, but thinking about what his teacher once told him to make more friends, Habu can only bite the bullet and do it.

What's more, Qiwuhai, the king of Qinghai, seems to be a high-ranking person, and it should be easier to find a teacher if you make friends with him.

Ever since, two people with completely different goals and attitudes have become "good friends" that others seem to talk about.

Rowan seemed to notice it, but didn't say much.

After all, the little crocodile is a little too gloomy, and it would be a good thing to make more friends.

At this moment, the captain of the advance team [War Ghost] Weipa rushed into the house with his incendiary cannon.

He brought the latest intelligence from the front.

"Those people are not right, they are not residents of the Kingdom of Aden, but..."

Wei Pa thought for a while, and said: "By the way, they are dressed like your pirates from Qinghai!"

Pirates?

Pirates attacking them from the kingdom—land?

Crocodile chuckled a few times, feeling that things were getting more interesting.

Luo Wen nodded, told everyone about the internal and external arrangements, and immediately set off to the front line of the camp.

He needs to confirm some things.

As for Crocodile, he is still waiting for the "sunny day in five minutes" that Habu said.

Sure enough, five minutes later, the downpour stopped.

But Crocodile still habitually said with a sinister smile: "Hey, meteorologist, you are actually wrong."

"What? Shouldn't it be?"

Hearing this, Habu immediately took out his notebook and began to calculate on it, "Impossible, there is no mistake in this calculation!"

"No, there are."

Crocodile shook the ash and came to the door of the room.

"After the rainstorm, it's a sandstorm!"

Yellow sand swept across.

Crocodile, go to battle!