I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

"With such an obviously suspicious bottle, do you think I would be completely unguarded?"

Sig's heart sank.

In the original work, Luffy was just swaggering around, carrying a small bucket of water, and furiously attacking Crocodile, wasn't he?

Why is it that when it comes to him, it's either a disaster-level sandstorm or a broken wine bottle?

Sieg only brought one wine bottle with him.

He doesn't have a four-dimensional pocket, so he can't carry too much stuff.

Sig had already given the cleaning fluid for the Wolf Fang Sword to his subordinates and didn't carry it with him.

"What other liquids are on me? Spitting?"

Sig was starting to get anxious.

While pondering, Crocodile chuckled twice and once again swooped down along with the dust he had stirred up, heading straight for Sieg.

The moment he charged out, he was struck again by a flash of sword light, his body exploding into countless grains of sand.

This time, however, Crocodile did not reassemble his body in the distance. Instead, he sent his body, which was now only half its original size, rushing forward. Meanwhile, sand and dust continued to gather and reassemble his body as they flew towards him.

Siegfried his sword and unleashed another flurry of sword light, easily slicing through Crocodile's body.

However, Crocodile used the same trick again and continued to get closer to Sig.

What Sig held in his hand was ultimately a sword. No matter how fierce the sword energy was, it could slice through the storm with a single strike, but it could not completely annihilate the sandstorm that enveloped the entire area.

Even with Li Jingka's powers, Sieg couldn't split apart every single grain of sand scattered in the air.

Crocodile was determined to withstand Sieg's swordsmanship and advance, slowly closing the distance to Sieg.

The situation seemed to have reversed.

Crocodile turned the tables and took the initiative, while Sieg gradually fell into a passive position.

"Crocodile didn't dare approach me before, was it because he was afraid of the bottle I was carrying?"

Sig's heart began to race; the situation was becoming increasingly critical.

If they create distance, and Crocodile attacks from afar with sand blades or similar attacks, Sieg can react in time and easily deal with it using his sword.

But in close combat... given the speed difference between the two, Sieg has absolutely no confidence.

For example, when Crocodile ambushed and broke the bottle, Sieg asked himself if Crocodile had aimed at his body, he probably wouldn't have been able to react in time.

He watched Crocodile's figure approach relentlessly.

Five steps.

step!

Crocodile is almost within reach!

His body had undergone countless reconstructions, and now only his upper body remained.

But Crocodile still wore a cold smile, his eyes were sharp, and the golden hook in his hand reflected the cold light of the metal, rapidly expanding in Sieg's field of vision.

At this moment, however, Sieg remained expressionless.

He simply and quietly replaced the longsword in his hand with an ordinary-looking short sword.

The sword of self-destruction!

This sword can inflict minor damage on Sig himself and feign a serious injury, but it loses its effect on others and is essentially just an ordinary short sword.

At that moment, Sieg raised his short sword and plunged it into his lower abdomen.

The short sword sliced ​​a gash in Sieg's abdomen without any resistance, tearing open his skin and causing blood to gush out.

A white knife goes in, a red knife comes out.

Despite slashing himself with his own sword, Sieg showed no sign of wavering, remaining completely unmoved and without pausing his movements.

The short sword in his hand was once again pulled from the wound, bringing with it a smear of blood.

The gushing blood from the wound had completely stained the short sword red.

The short sword pierced directly into the golden hook that Crocodile had swung.

With a clang.

With a clang of metal on metal, Crocodile's golden hook was pierced through the middle by the sword, and a burst of blood erupted from his arm.

Crocodile retreated rapidly, walking dozens of meters before grimly glancing at his left arm.

His signature golden hook had been completely pierced through by Sieg's sword and fell to the ground.

Half of his arm was stabbed through by Sieg, leaving a deep, penetrating wound from which blood was gushing out, staining his collar red.

Siegfried and Crocodile faced off again, separated by dozens of meters, but both were already injured.

It appears that Sieg's injury is much more serious.

Chapter 224 The Secret of the Sand Crocodile

On the battlefield, two wounded men faced each other from a distance.

The self-inflicted sword only works on Sig himself; when it pierces the Sand Crocodile, it causes only ordinary injuries.

Sig's injuries look frightening, with massive bleeding, but they are fake.

Crocodile was only stabbed in the arm with a sword. Due to the limited length of the self-inflicted sword and the obstruction of the golden hook, the injury was not very serious.

However, this touched even Crocodile, a cold-faced tyrant.

There are many people in this world who are ruthless to others, but it is rare to see someone who is just as ruthless to themselves.

This added an inexplicable element to Crocodile's eyes, in addition to the overflowing murderous intent.

"Higuma, the pirate king who protects the people and girls, I thought you were just a joke among pirates."

"But since you have this kind of awareness, you can be called a pirate."

Crocodile said with a cold expression.

Whether you approve or not is none of my business.

With the blood-stained sword of self-destruction in hand, and having forced back the Sand Crocodile with a single strike, Sieg's confidence began to soar once more.

He stared directly at Crocodile, who was confronting him in the distance, and pointed his sword:

"Even if I, Sig, bear the weight of the entire city on my shoulders and have to protect Robin with one hand, even if my Haki is exhausted and I am severely injured, I am still invincible in the world!"

As he spoke, Sieg raised his sword and swung it, and another flash of sword light appeared.

This time, Crocodile's expression changed slightly, and he dodged slightly, using his injured left arm to shield himself from the slash.

Most of his body exploded into quicksand again, before reforming.

Blood was still flowing from Crocodile's injured left arm, making it temporarily impossible for him to use his elemental powers to evade the attack, but the rest of his body was unharmed.

This scene made Sieg's heart, which had been slightly raised, sink again.

His sword energy still couldn't strike Crocodile's physical form.

"The sword is already stained with blood, but is it only effective in close combat?"

"...Is it too late to call Aokiji for help now?"

Sig glanced at the short sword in his hand. The sword was of limited length, and it would still be dangerous to fight Crocodile in close combat.

Crocodile's physical skills aren't particularly strong, but they're still much better than Sig's.

Close combat is like dancing on a knife's edge; if you can't react in time, you'll die on the spot—it's all too common.

But it seems that this is the only option left for Sieg.

Tomka has some leeway in terms of duration, but it's not unlimited.

He must end this battle before that happens.

With these thoughts in mind, Sieg, filled with trepidation, stepped forward, sword in hand.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang….

The Emperor Engine was activated once again by fear and tension, and the oppressive feeling surged forth.

Sig's steps became heavy once again.

He had learned his lesson from underestimating sand crocodiles; he had almost crashed just now.

Sieg still can't muster the courage to fight Crocodile in close combat.

"It's time to use that move, the forbidden technique!"

Sieg took a deep breath and began to activate the grand vision in his mind!

Eagle Eye is Black Knife Night Boat Viewing Method.

Flamingos are a visual image created by Bean Eyes.

So, what about sand crocodiles?

Immediately, a guess about Crocodile's identity that he had seen on the internet in his previous life came to mind.

"Crocodile's true identity is a busty, tsundere older sister type... He commissioned Ivankov to translate it into Chinese in his early years..."

Sieg began to chant in his mind, and the image gradually became clear in his mind. At the same time, he reached into his pocket and turned off the loudspeaker to avoid a mishap like last time.

Speaking of which... in his previous life, Sig actually saw quite a few fan art pieces featuring the female version of Crocodile.

That scale of evil...tsk tsk...

Sig quickened his pace slightly, as he began to shake off his fear.

He walked towards Crocodile with a serious expression and a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The sword in his hand was equally swift, its light flashing continuously, forcing Crocodile, whose left arm could no longer be elementalized, into a somewhat disheveled state.

Crocodile's eyes flashed coldly as he looked at the gruesome wound on Sieg's abdomen.

As Sieg drew his sword, blood continued to gush from the wound, making the situation extremely gruesome.

"Sigurd's injuries are much more serious than mine, so is he rushing to end the fight?"