One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

This kind of transfer is not limited to obstructions from objects such as buildings; it can move one item into the interior of another.

Aside from walls made of sea stone that cannot be moved, he can move large quantities of other substances, including seawater, or even move people directly into the seawater.

Of course, the target of this teleportation must be someone who is not proficient in Armament Haki and whose strength is not greater than Law's.

As the lightning ball slammed into his chest, Luo groaned, his entire body swelling up, his tall frame becoming muscular and bulging, his veins protruding, making him look quite frightening.

"ROOM!"

A transparent surgical space suddenly appeared, with a diameter of over a kilometer. Its upper part floated on the ground, enveloping the golden warship, while its lower part extended into the ruins below.

As long as Luo activates his ability, he can easily move a golden warship weighing hundreds of tons into the space beneath his feet.

"What are you standing there for, Enel? Get to work! You're a private now, perform well, you're not far from becoming a Marine Admiral."

Rorschach called out to Enel.

Enel squinted his eyes, and to Vivi's astonishment, his towering figure exploded with a crack, transforming into a thick bolt of lightning that pierced through Law's surgical space and shot into the golden cannon barrel on the golden warship.

Rorschach used his Observation Haki to sense the situation briefly.

Inside the cannon barrel of the golden warship, Enel transformed into a chaotic ball of lightning the size of a fist, silently residing within, radiating terrifying energy fluctuations.

If someone's Observation Haki is not strong, they will not be able to detect this energy fluctuation at close range, even though it actually has a life force.

Seeing Enel enter the golden battleship, Law suddenly waved his hands.

Swish!

Without a sound, the twenty-meter-long golden warship vanished from everyone's sight.

As Luo Xia's Observation Haki extended, he immediately 'saw' that in the ruins below, on top of a huge cube-shaped stone tablet, the golden warship that Luo Xia had moved there was placed steadily.

That guy Luo actually managed to put the ship right on the Poneglyph.

Isn't this tantamount to directly handing the Pluton battleship to Crocodile?

I wonder if Crocodile will feel no sense of accomplishment when he sees this 'Pluto Battleship'.

After all, it was obtained too easily.

Luo Xia flashed to the ground and stomped his foot.

The ground within a radius of several hundred meters trembled for a few seconds with a buzzing sound.

Below, in the ruins, large swaths of dust rained down from the dome, quickly covering the golden warship and making it look dull and gray, as if it had been left in the ruins for hundreds of years.

"Alright, all done! Let's hide the Kirin first, and after Crocodile has fully expanded, we'll provoke him again. Now, Princess Vivi, let me take you to stop this war, let's go!"

The howling wind lifted the Kirin, carrying everyone towards the side of the capital. With Vivi's help, they quickly found a space deep inside the rock wall of the capital's highlands. After hiding the Kirin, Luo Xia, along with Yun Que and Vivi, flew towards the battlefield in front of Albana.

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Let's go back to the present.

On the outskirts of the capital, inside the base café of the Baroque Works.

"Hehehe, hehehe, Crocodile, you said that Marine Rorschach is on his way to Alabasta? Great! I'll contact the Flower Kingdom's navy right now; they're lingering in the waters near St. Ting Island. Just wait a day, no, half a day, and we'll arrive at Alabasta's capital. Then, it'll be that Marine kid's end. I'll make him wish he were dead, let him taste the pain of seeing his comrades die before his eyes, and then turn his corpse into a zombie!"

Crocodile exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, hung up the Den Den Mushi, stood up, and glanced at Robin sitting at the cafe counter.

The news of Rorschach's impending arrival was overheard by members of Baroque Works after Tina and her group sent out a distress call.

"Let's go to the capital and see if the Hades warship is in Alabasta."

Robin, dressed in a sheer gown like a desert dancer and looking as beautiful as a desert princess, nodded slightly and rose from her seat upon hearing this.

She looked at Crocodile and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Can I ask you a question?"

Crocodile strode ahead, casually saying without comment, "Ask away."

"Now that you've located the ruins of Albana's royal city, why not go and see for yourself instead of stirring up trouble in this country? It's pointless. After all, the whereabouts of the Hades warship are what you're truly concerned about."

Robin followed closely behind Crocodile, and the two quickly boarded a tortoise-shaped vehicle.

The tortoise, with a thick cigar dangling from its mouth, roared and began to gallop across the yellow sand at breakneck speed, dragging its mushroom-shaped carriage as it disappeared into the endless desert, heading rapidly towards the royal city.

The carriage was filled with smoke. Crocodile leaned back in his seat, his expression indifferent, his arms crossed and his eyes closed.

"You've softened your heart? Nico Robin. It seems that all these years of hiding haven't made you lose all your conscience and kindness. You're actually asking me this kind of question because of the lives of some ordinary people."

Robin sat opposite him, listening to Crocodile's words, which were neither entirely sarcastic nor entirely lamenting. She did not respond, but simply sat silently, as if waiting for Crocodile's answer.

After a long pause, Crocodile put away the cigar he was holding and lit another one, then said lazily, "It's just a matter of preparing for both possibilities. I am indeed looking for the whereabouts of the Hades warship, and the main purpose of the Utopia Operation is also for Hades Pluto. But I know that I may not be able to get the Hades warship directly. More likely, I will get some clues, or even no clues at all."

Robin's expression shifted slightly.

She hadn't expected Crocodile to see things so clearly.

“If we could obtain the Pluton Battleship so easily, then the three ancient weapons would have been acquired long ago.” Crocodile exhaled a puff of smoke, and a ruthless look appeared on his face, which was divided horizontally by a hideous scar. “And if I don’t get the Pluton Battleship, then I need this great nation with a population of tens of millions to help me continue to search for its whereabouts.”

Upon hearing this, Robin's eyes showed a hint of reluctance, and she lowered her gaze, not wanting Crocodile to see her expression.

She remained silent for a few minutes before speaking in a hoarse voice:

“Mr. Crocodile, thank you for your protection over the years. Without your protection as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, I’m afraid I would still be wandering aimlessly in Paradise. I am very grateful to you, but I hope that after this, you will keep your promise and let me leave.”

Back then, Robin, who was on the run from the World Government and the Navy, encountered Crocodile.

The two made a pact: Robin would work for Baroque Works, and Crocodile would provide her with protection.

Once the Utopia operation is fully completed, Robin will have the option to choose whether to stay in Alabasta or leave Crocodile.

Behind the rising smoke, Crocodile opened his closed eyes and looked down at Robin, making her feel even more pressured.

Crocodile stared at her expressionlessly for a long time, until Robin began to feel uneasy, before finally saying calmly, "No problem. As long as you can translate the ancient text on the Poneglyphs and help me find the whereabouts of the Pluton, I will let you go."

Thank you.

Chapter 325 Old Sandman Gets the Pluto Battleship

On the boundless desert, a tortoise with a cigar in its mouth and wearing sunglasses drags a mushroom-shaped vehicle, galloping wildly across the yellow sand, kicking up a long trail of dust.

Smoke billowed in the carriage. The man and woman, each lost in their own thoughts, had no interest in talking. They gazed at the endless desert outside their side windows, lost in contemplation.

'The best outcome today would be to obtain clues about Pluto's location in Alabasta, then seize the country, make Cobra their puppet king, and incidentally, join forces with Moria and the others to kill Rear Admiral Rorschach, who killed Dazbonis.'

These are Crocodile's thoughts at this moment.

He never imagined that he could obtain the ancient weapon Pluton directly in Alabasta.

This is not realistic.

The legendary Pluto, the god of the underworld, is a warship capable of destroying an island with a single shot.

What is Alabasta?

A country located in the desert.

The royal capital, Albana, is located in the heart of the desert, atop towering rock walls.

Anyone with a sound mind wouldn't think a ship would appear in this place.

Just as he had told Robin before, he wanted to obtain clues about the location of Pluto's warship, and then use the entire nation of Alabasta as a springboard to search for the real Pluto.

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Crocodile glanced at Robin sitting opposite him through the drifting smoke.

A cold glint flashed deep in his eyes.

Nico Robin, the Devil Child, the sole survivor of Ohara, and one of the few historians in the world capable of deciphering the Poneglyphs.

Over the years, this capable woman has indeed been a great help to me.

Without Robin's coordination and management, Baroque Works would not be the large organization it is today.

This is an excellent subordinate, better than all the other members of the Baroque Works.

It would be such a pity if a woman like that were to die...

The tortoise-like vehicle was quite fast; it covered a distance of over a hundred miles in less than two hours and arrived at the back gate of Albana, below the steep rock face.

The two got off the tortoise-shaped vehicle. Crocodile, with a cigar in his mouth, looked up at the towering rock wall and a sneer appeared on his lips.

The Neferutari royal family was incredibly naive to think that building their capital on the desert highlands would guarantee their safety.

Ignoring the battle that might have already broken out at the front gate, Crocodile reached out and grabbed Robin's bare, white shoulder. His lower body twisted and spun, transforming into a yellow sand tornado that carried him and Robin into the sky. In an instant, they flew over rock walls and city walls dozens of meters high, heading towards the underground ruins of the royal city that he had already scouted.

Flying in mid-air, Crocodile casually scanned the interior of the royal city and found that the vast royal city was indeed deserted, with only a few scattered figures remaining.

It seems that they've all been transferred by that old codger Cobra to guard the front gate.

That poor guy, I wonder what kind of desperate expression he has on his face right now?

Crocodile was almost impatient to see those foolish people shouting the name of their kingdom's hero, urging him to stand up and end Cobra's brutal rule.

Grabbing Robin to the ground, Crocodile bent down and spread his right hand, placing it on the sealed entrance to the underground ruins.

"Do you think that sealing the entrance with thick rocks will stop outsiders from entering? How naive."

The parched earth!

With the activation of the Sand-Sand Fruit's power, a corrosive force capable of causing everything to wither rapidly eroded and turned the hard, thick ground into sand.

The hard rocky ground quickly turned into a large amount of fine yellow sand, which swirled and scattered, creating a large hole three meters in diameter in front of Crocodile.

Inside the cave, there is a downward-sloping stone staircase that appears somewhat dim.

Inside this is an extremely valuable historical text.

This information was something Crocodile obtained after spending a lot of time.

Although it is not one of the four red historical texts leading to Laugh Tale, it is still valuable enough.

It is said that it contains clues about the whereabouts of Pluto, the god of the underworld.

Crocodile's breathing quickened at the thought of the ancient weapons and that invincible man.

His eyes were bloodshot as he glanced at Robin.

"Come with me and translate for me every single word recorded in the historical text."

After saying that, he ignored the silent Robin and took the lead, striding up the stone steps into the passage of the ruins.

The dark passage wound downwards, extending for hundreds of meters. In just a dozen seconds, Crocodile's view suddenly opened up before him.