Pirate: I have a Hollow living inside me!

"okay, I get it."

"..."

Robin was speechless.

What do you know?!

“I’m not kidding you. His strength can’t be judged by his past bounty.”

Robin's expression turned serious, and her tone became earnest: "According to the intelligence I've gathered, he once challenged Whitebeard and survived!"

"As a pirate, you should know what kind of person Whitebeard was..."

"I am not a pirate."

Lockes corrected the other person's statement.

He never considered himself a pirate: "As I said before, we are an adventurer's crew, and you were invited to join the adventurer's crew."

"you……"

Robin was about to say something when Rocks interrupted her, laughing, "Alright, alright, I've already said I know."

"You'll choose to join us if we take down Crocodile, right?"

"It's settled then. Wait for my good news, Miss Robin."

Rocks grinned at Robin and then left.

Robin was left stunned and speechless for a long time: "..."

This guy... is so weird!

How did it become a deal? Why are we waiting for his good news?

Did she agree to anything?

……

Back on the ship, Rocks didn't care what Robin was thinking; his mind was made up anyway.

It's just Crocodile.

Let's fight!

What's there to be afraid of!

After driving for another ten minutes or so, Locke's gaze suddenly fell on a certain spot, and a smile curled at the corner of his mouth: "Oh? You've come pretty quickly..."

Looking ahead, Lockes saw an endless desert, which was also the direction of the city's rainy area.

At this moment, the wind and sand swirled in the desert, and a figure gradually solidified amidst the swirling yellow sand.

He was a man wearing a luxurious black fur coat, with his hair slicked back, a scar on his face, and a cigar in his mouth...

Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea!

Crocodile was very fast, and a few seconds later he was standing on the left bank of the river.

His sharp gaze locked onto Lockes. He exhaled a puff of smoke and said indifferently, "No wonder my men were killed so easily. You are indeed not someone they can handle, Black-haired Swordsman..."

Chapter 92: How Do Good People Fight?

"Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea..."

The moment Crocodile appeared, Nami recognized him, and her face turned serious.

After all, the other party was a Shichibukai, renowned throughout the seas.

Even though she had confidence in Rocks, Nami was still somewhat nervous at this moment.

"..."

Kuina didn't speak, but her right hand had already reached for the Wakamochi at her waist.

This was a subconscious action and does not mean she would actually take action.

Even without mastering Haki, she knew she posed no threat to a Logia-type Devil Fruit user...

"Is the person behind this actually one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

On the other ship, when Joak saw Crocodile, his pupils contracted sharply.

He's not an idiot.

The previous attacks, and now Crocodile's appearance.

They all point to one fact.

The person behind them transporting the dance powder to Alabasta was Crocodile...

This discovery horrified Joak.

Isn't Crocodile a "hero" of Alabasta?

How could someone do something so destructive to Alabasta...?

Unlike the others who were wary and solemn, Crocodile's lips curled into a smug and unrestrained smile: "You arrived a little faster than I expected, Crocodile..."

"I see."

Upon hearing Rocks' voice, Crocodile's eyes lit up with understanding: "Not only Mr. 5 and Ms. Valentine, but even Mr. 1 died at your hands?"

He recognized the voice.

Isn't that the voice of the person who killed Mr. 1?

Crocodile had figured many things out. His voice was calm, but the killing intent in it was palpable: "It doesn't seem like a coincidence. You know quite a bit. Are you keeping an eye on me?"

He hadn't forgotten the rude things this guy had said to him over the Den Den Mushi...

And now his plans have been ruined.

With both old and new grudges combined, the other person was already dead to him...

"Since we've offended them, we should eliminate them completely. That makes perfect sense, doesn't it?"

Lox grinned: "Besides, you rejected my proposal before, and I'm furious right now. I won't be satisfied until I get rid of you!"

"Guhahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Crocodile simply laughed.

His coat fluttered in the wind and sand behind him.

He stopped laughing, seemingly not taking Rocks seriously at all, and shook his head: "Trying to make a name for yourself by stepping on me, a Shichibukai? I've seen plenty of people like that."

"And such people usually only have one fate, which is... to die helplessly at my hands!"

"Shalan!"

Crocodile opens his right hand.

A storm was swirling wildly in his palm, causing the surrounding air to churn violently...

*Sizzle!*

Before Crocodile could throw the Sandstorm in his hand, a bright green slash went straight toward him.

With a sound like a sharp blade slicing through sand, Crocodile was cleaved in two.

The storm in my hand dissipated as well...

"Flying Slash? No wonder he's called a swordsman. It's just a pity he poses no threat to me."

Crocodile's split body was not made of flesh and blood but of sand.

And they are gradually coming together and healing.

It seemed like my body had split in two just now was an illusion; even my expensive clothes weren't damaged.

This is the natural elementalization!

Crocodile, completely unharmed, exhaled a puff of smoke, as if stating a fact: "The vastness of this sea is beyond your imagination..."

"Ah……"

Rocks gave a cold laugh.

With a light step, he charged forward and was already in front of Crocodile in the blink of an eye.

Rocks grinned arrogantly, his left arm muscles bulged, and he instantly covered it with Armament Haki, gathering the power of a Hollow Bullet.

He unleashed a powerful punch using the essence of Duke-style boxing.

"A serious punch!"

Lox didn't like listening to other people's nonsense.

He can spout nonsense, but others can't.

What's with this guy's babbling? Let's take a punch first!

"Um!?"

Crocodile clearly did not expect Rocks to be so decisive and so fast.

Before he could finish speaking, his opponent had already attacked him.

They don't play by the rules!

Upon sensing the terrifying power of that punch, Crocodile's pupils contracted violently.

He sensed a strong threat from that punch...

Crocodile realized he had underestimated his opponent.

And the opponent, a swordsman, is fighting with his fists!?

Such a high-level attack right off the bat?

Armament Haki hardening has even arrived...

Is the other party really just a "newcomer" who has just arrived at the Grand Line from the East Blue?

In the rush, Crocodile didn't even have time to activate his Armament Haki, and could only instinctively cross his arms to block...