Simultaneous Transmigration: Why is it all One Piece world?

Chapter 91 Nock? Nothing special (This chapter and the next one were posted backwards; I'll contact the editor to let them know.)

"Boss, I heard that this auction hasn't been held in a long time. Is this sudden event a trap?"

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"A shrewd-looking pirate standing next to Crocodile asked."

Because of the elite trials, the dark forces on the Sabaody Archipelago have suffered a major blow, especially those with a history of violence; Akainu kills almost every one of them he encounters!

This time, news suddenly broke that a large-scale auction was going to be held on the island, and it's hard to say that this wasn't a conspiracy by the navy.

"And then there's Akainu and Kizaru, who are said to be monsters within the Navy!"

Hearing his companion's concern, another burly pirate nearby immediately scoffed, retorting before Crocodile could speak, "Ha! What are you afraid of!" He glanced at his companion, his tone filled with blind worship for his captain, "They're just a few Marine commodores, right? Sounds impressive, but who knows if they got there because of their family connections! Who's our captain? 'Crocodile' Crocodile! A supernova with a bounty of 8100 million Berries!"

He became increasingly agitated as he spoke, spitting almost onto his companion's face: "Before coming to this godforsaken place, which naval base in the first half of the Grand Line dared to stop our captain? Even admirals had to think twice before they saw us! And last time, didn't our captain just fight a minor admiral and then leave in style? What can a mere commodore do to us?"

The pirate shrank back at his shout, but still muttered under his breath, "But...but the island has been heavily targeted by the Navy lately, and many established forces have fallen..."

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"They're trash!" the bandana pirate spat disdainfully.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Crocodile simply puffed on his cigar, exhaling smoke, without uttering a single word.

But the slight upturn of his lips and the fleeting look of satisfaction in his eyes revealed his true feelings.

Crocodile agreed with the praise and completely disregarded those so-called monsters with their reputations.

After all, Crocodile is the man who will kill Whitebeard, how could he possibly be intimidated by a mere commodore!

Surrounded by his subordinates, some with awe and others with obsequiousness, Crocodile had just reached the entrance of the secret auction house disguised as an ordinary tavern when he discovered the three people locked in a fierce battle.

Crocodile frowned. With these guys causing trouble, the auction might be delayed.

Fine, I'll clear the area for them myself!

Although the bear's bounty was higher, Crocodile still didn't take him seriously.

After all, bounties are not only determined by strength; factors such as the threat posed to the World Government and a ruthless personality also affect the amount of the bounty.

Crocodile's low bounty is simply because he hasn't done much raiding, not because he's weak!

Crocodile exhaled a puff of smoke and casually flicked his cigar away.

"Troublesome guys."

He coldly uttered two words, and his right arm instantly turned into sand, hardened, and condensed into a huge, sharp golden sand blade.

"The Desert Sword!"

The massive sand blade, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, slashed fiercely towards the center of the three locked in fierce combat! This attack had an extremely wide range, encompassing Hailey, Cohen, and Mad Bear, clearly intended to indiscriminately eliminate them.

"Be careful!"

"Damn it!"

The three fighters, caught in the heat of battle, instantly sensed a deadly threat and instinctively abandoned their opponent, each using their own techniques to retreat rapidly to the side and rear!

boom!

As the sand blade struck, it sliced ​​open a deep, bottomless trench in the hard ground as if it were tofu. Gravel and dust flew everywhere, and the walls of the alley were shaken by the aftershocks, causing dust to fall from them.

As the smoke cleared, Hailey and Cohen stood there, covered in soot. When they saw the man who had made the move—his signature gold hook and the cold, stern face with a cigar in his mouth—their expressions instantly turned extremely ugly.

"Crocodile Crocodile!" Cohen growled through gritted teeth, his grip on the sword hilt tightening.

A supernova with a bounty of 8100 million Berries!

Although not as dangerous as a raging bear, it is still extremely dangerous!

Hailey's heart sank. They'd already exhausted themselves trying to defeat Mad Bear, and now they had an even more troublesome and cunning Crocodile?

This is just adding insult to injury! The credits I was about to earn were about to be lost!

But now...

"Damn pirates, is this never going to end?!" A resolute glint flashed in Hailey's eyes.

As a member of the Navy, I will not back down just because the enemy is powerful!

But just then, she caught a glimpse of something not far away out of the corner of her eye.

The figure leaning against the wall, seemingly enjoying a street performance.

It's Knox!

Almost at the same time, Cohen also saw Knox. The heavy pressure and tension in their hearts instantly deflated like a punctured balloon, replaced by an indescribable sense of relief.

Although I'm a little unwilling, Nok is indeed ridiculously powerful!

I'd heard that Knok's warships had been docked in the Sabaody Archipelago for a month, but I had no idea what they were doing there.

I didn't expect this great deity to be back!

Hailey and Cohen exchanged a glance. Although they remained vigilant, their backs straightened involuntarily, and their fighting spirit rekindled in their eyes—it felt so good to have someone backing them up!

Crocodile naturally noticed the subtle changes in their gazes and emotions.

He followed the gaze and looked at Nok in the shadows.

He looks unremarkable, except that he is tall and has a somewhat teacher-like air about him.

This is what gave those two damn navy bastards their sudden confidence.

Ha, how ridiculous.

Crocodile, of course, didn't know who Nok was, so he let out a barely audible snort and turned his attention back to the arena.

On the other side, the Mad Bear, who had been forced back by the Desert Blade and had suffered several new wounds, looked quite disheveled.

He was panting heavily, and when he finally saw Crocodile, a fierce glint flashed in his eyes, which he quickly suppressed. He then spoke first, his voice hoarse: "Crocodile! These two Marine brats are really troublesome! Why don't we join forces to take them out first, and then settle our own business? We can discuss the good stuff at the auction!"

He tried to seek temporary cooperation, subconsciously ignoring Nok's presence; the most immediate threats were the Navy and this equally dangerous Sand Crocodile.

Crocodile, without even glancing at the bear, simply uttered through gritted teeth, "A lowly pirate like you dare to talk to me about cooperation?"

"What did you say?!" The mad bear was instantly enraged, his eyes bloodshot, his huge fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he was about to pounce on the attack without a care in the world.

Being besieged by the navy is annoying enough, but this mixed-up crocodile dares to look down on me like this!

At this critical moment, with swords drawn, the three sides locked in a standoff, the atmosphere extremely tense, and a larger melee could erupt at any moment.

Squeak.

The heavy wooden door, originally disguised as an ordinary tavern door but actually an underground auction house, was slowly pushed open.