One Piece: The Will of Conqueror is the strongest

According to intelligence, Brando should only be able to create one clone.

"Damn the World Government, all their intelligence is fake!"

Crocodile gritted his teeth and said.

He felt like he had been tricked by the World Government, as if the World Government wanted him dead and none of the intelligence they provided was useful.

This guy even learned the Six Styles!

"Now we just have to figure out how to avoid the water jets this guy is releasing!"

Crocodile knew that Brando, that country bumpkin, didn't know Armament Haki; otherwise, he wouldn't have stood a chance in this battle.

I don't know what's wrong with the East China Sea, but it always seems to produce such shady people.

His gaze was fixed on Brando in the sky, to determine the direction of the opponent's attack so that he could dodge it.

"What is he doing?"

But when he saw the blond-haired man in the sky, he didn't immediately attack. Instead, he made some strange gestures with his hands.

Then something he couldn't understand happened.

"Spiritual communication!"

As Brando completed the hand seals for his psychic spell in mid-air.

In an instant, the lightning bolt was teleported from the ocean dozens of kilometers away into the air.

"Spiritual manipulation to establish authority, kid!"

Brando, standing atop Banley's head in mid-air, shouted arrogantly.

Crocodile wondered if he was seeing things.

Why are sea kings appearing in the sky? Especially in the sky above the desert?

Moreover, it was a sea king of such enormous size, an eel with black and white stripes?

Is this reasonable?

Banley was already used to being summoned. Back in the small garden, Brando would train Banley, summoning it from different places, often in mid-air. Many of the trees in the small garden were smashed by Banley from the air.

"puff!"

When Banlei realized he was in the air, he opened his mouth and spat water down without any hesitation.

It was still vomiting seawater.

This is a move that Brando helped Banre learn through special training. However, Banre felt that this move was completely useless. What use is it for a sea king who lives in the sea all the time to spit out seawater?

However, this would be helpful to Brando, as it would enable the transport of large quantities of seawater over long distances.

Ban Lei spat out at least the amount of water from the Great Waterfall Technique, which turned into a torrential downpour.

"hateful!!"

Crocodile could only curse angrily.

Then he condensed a tiny sandstorm in his palms, trying to use the wind to blow away the large amount of water, since even a little moisture on his body would prevent him from fully transforming into his elemental form.

But just as he was about to throw Shalan away, a kunai shot accurately from below, piercing his palm and destroying Shalan inside.

"Shameless!"

Crocodile felt like he was fighting many opponents, not one-on-one at all.

If only he had brought everyone with him, he wouldn't be in such a passive position if all the elites from Baroque Works were here.

Even if he were to transform into an elemental form, given his movement speed, he wouldn't have enough time to dodge; the sand moves too slowly.

Crocodile planned to take advantage of the opportunity to land in the desert and use his ability to quickly dry off the moisture on his body, prioritizing the restoration of his elemental form. Even if it came at the cost of some injuries, there was no other way.

"seawater??"

But Crocodile also realized what was happening when the scattered water from the sky touched his body and he immediately felt powerless.

The water brought by the sea monsters was naturally seawater.

Before he could think, a large amount of seawater poured directly onto him, and Crocodile's face showed despair.

All he could do was curse the cunning blond guy in despair in his heart.

Then he watched helplessly as Banre pressed heavily on top of him, slamming them both into the desert.

Just as the moment the psychic slug landed, the entire desert trembled.

With its physical abilities, Banlei could land at a distance of about 100 meters without much trouble. After leaving a deep, long crater in the ground, it released its spiritual connection and vanished from the spot.

Crocodile felt like his internal organs had shifted, but thankfully it wasn't a hard surface, but sand, which reduced the force he felt.

"Morata!"

As he tried to brace himself up, attempting to use his abilities to drain his own moisture and escape.

A voice suddenly sounded beside him, making him feel a chill down his spine.

He was immediately enveloped by a stream of water, and a feeling of weakness washed over him again.

"The Water Prison Technique!"

Taking advantage of the fact that the seawater spewed out by Banre had not completely dried, Brando used Water Prison to control the seawater and trap Crocodile directly.

The other Brando strolled over unhurriedly, looking at the bloodshot face of Rick Lochdael trapped in the Water Prison Technique, while displaying a perverted expression of pure ecstasy.

"Hahaha."

"Isn't that Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea? He was so arrogant just now, how come he's here like a dead dog now?"

Brando mocked the guy to his heart's content.

This stinky crocodile actually dared to target him first. He had no interest in doing the same thing as Whitebeard, letting the other party go and waiting for a chance to retaliate. Of course, he had to eliminate the threat completely.

"Wow, coo coo coo!"

Crocodile is swearing.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, seawater rushed in, rendering him speechless. He could only watch as the blond-haired man swaggered around in front of him.

"Still not convinced?"

Brando raised his hand to signal his shadow clone, who immediately took action, emanating electricity that flowed directly into the Water Prison Technique through his palm, causing Crocodile to convulse from the shock.

However, Crocodile was a ruthless and cunning man. He endured the electric shocks without uttering a sound, simply staring intently at Brando until his death.

After Brando carefully observed the man with his Sharingan and confirmed that his heart hadn't skipped a beat in fifteen minutes, he had his shadow clone release the water prison technique, and Crocodile's body fell directly into the desert.

Crocodile, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, died in a remote corner of Alabasta.

"Oh, it's because you were electrocuted and were in the water, so you can't speak."

Brando also realized why Crocodile hadn't said a word.

I thought this guy was just being stubborn.

"It would be too obscure to die here like this. Let's take a picture and send it to the newspaper to earn some informant fees."

Brando arranged for his shadow clone to go to a nearby town and rent a camera.

After all, they already had this experience, so they were very familiar with the process.

"Winning again by brains. When will we be able to play a proper game based on pure stats?"

Brando felt he hadn't had enough fun yet.

Crocodile is quite cunning, which forces him to use these underhanded tactics. If he hadn't used his elemental form, Brando would have had a direct confrontation with him.

"This is not my fault."

Seeing Crocodile's unseeing eyes in death, Brando shook his head. "You were the one who started the elemental transformation first."

"You have received the recognition of the will of the overlord..."