This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"Trying to master a power that shouldn't belong to you, the backlash of its consequences..."

He suddenly opened his blood-red pupils wide, and roared:

"are you ready!? "

The moment the voice fell, Crocodile's arm suddenly turned into yellow sand and sank directly into the ground under his feet.

An extremely strange scene appeared!

With Crocodile as the center, the color of the earth suddenly faded in all directions!

withered, dry, withered...

Fallen rocks lay all over the place,

The wooden beams supporting the underground ruins,

moist soil,

There is not much moss left on the wall...

Except for the huge historical stone slab, everything around Crocodile began to quickly weather into gravel, and the solid ground became soft, sunken, and constantly collapsing.

Rushing fruit... Wherever the power passes, all vitality is completely cut off, turning into a barren land where not a single blade of grass grows!

And the person who controls this terrifying ability is "Sand Crocodile" Crocodile! !

King of the Desert! !

"Erosed Samsara!!"

A hoarse growl.

A huge amount of yellow sand suddenly poured up from the wasteland under his feet, turning into densely packed desert swords, screaming and stabbing towards Ron one after another!

Ron gritted his teeth, trying to drive the little physical strength and chakra in his body, and kept moving and dodging.

"Guhahaha...does it work?"

Crocodile smiled coldly, showing his blood-stained teeth.

Half of his body turned into yellow sand, as if merging into the earth, more and more desert swords rose from the ground.

If you keep it for a long time, you will lose it. As more and more yellow sand roared from the ground, a sharp desert blade finally hit Ron's back.

laugh!

Blood spattered, and a shocking bloodstain appeared on Ron's back.

In such a narrow environment, the large-scale attack moves of the natural-type devil fruit ability users really occupy a great advantage!

It is impossible to dodge completely!

Chi Chi Chi! !

The sound of the desert blade cutting the air and the human body came out one after another.

One after another, Ron's body continued to have more wounds.

Rain of blood splashed in mid-air.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Crocodile, who was no longer human, and an unbelievable thought suddenly popped up in his mind.

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Chapter 65 The Tsar!wake up! "Ask for a reminder"

"Come on, stupid navy brat..."

Half of Crocodile's face melted into flowing gravel, his expression crazy and authentic.

He constantly manipulated the yellow sand to pour up from the ground, turning into sharp desert swords and covering Ron.

Under the impenetrable attack, Ron couldn't make enough evasive movements or distance himself in the cramped environment of the underground royal tomb. The Desert Blade shattered.

As scars continued to increase on the surface of his body, the thought in his heart was infinitely closer to reality!

"Ron kid...you must think I'm ridiculous..."

Crocodile let out a grim laugh.

"Why Tangtang used to be a silver medalist in this sea, king of Qibuhai...but he didn't choose to stay in the new world, practice hard to gain stronger strength, challenge the four emperors of the new world, and become the One Piece King;"

"Instead, we have to go back to the first half of this great channel, and play house games with the stupid people here in this barren and backward country..."

"Guhahahaha!!"

He laughed wildly with red eyes.

"Do you think I haven't tried!?"

"How many fights have I experienced!? How many pirates and navies have died in my hands!?"

"I swept across the great waterway with such force back then that even the crew of Pirate King Roger... that lunatic Barrett who is known as the "Devil's Descendant" couldn't beat me!!"

"Do you think I never thought of becoming the One Piece King with my own strength!?"

"The ancient weapon Pluto is an external power, not my own power. I know this better than anyone else!!"

Crocodile's voice was hoarse and cold like a crazy devil, and his tone was full of indescribable unwillingness and despair!

Back then, he was so energetic, how hard he worked to cultivate! ?

but……

but! !

In the end, the powerful strength he was so proud of couldn't hold up against that man!

That irresistible, desperate knife directly left a permanent scar on his face.

Even though it was the first time in so many years, the scar had already healed, but every time he thought about it, he still felt a dull pain.

Yes, that knife...

That is the power to destroy the world.

That was simply not a force he could fight against.

That man who bears the title of "World's Strongest", just sitting there and laughing out loud, can cause a tsunami that shakes the heavens and earth!

This is not the power that Crocodile can cultivate at all!

So he gave up.

He decided to find another way.

He decided to find the legendary ancient weapon.

Thus giving him a power comparable to or even surpassing that of Whitebeard!

Crocodile determined to become the One Piece in his early years, he is not afraid of failure, he is not afraid of death...he is just desperate!

He knew that even if he practiced for a lifetime, he would never be able to catch up with White Beard.

Compared with this despair, what does it matter to survive and go back to Paradise, to come to Alabasta to play the game of national hero?

He is like a red-eyed gambler who bets his wealth and life in order to get the legendary ancient weapon Pluto, hoping that one day he can return to the new world and kill Whitebeard...to wash away the shame of the past!

But now...all is gone.

His title of King Shichibukai has been stripped away, and the Admiral of the Navy Headquarters is on his way to Alabasta, and he has nowhere to escape.

"So...die!! Ron brat!! Die here!!"

"Guhahahaha!! Let me be buried here with Lao Tzu!!"

Crocodile laughed wildly.

at the same time,

The vast yellow sand rolled up like a storm, and the entire royal tomb site shook violently.

Ron's expression suddenly changed.

This power...

He was absolutely right! !

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Alabasta, the capital of the kingdom.

Among the mighty crowd of rebel soldiers, everyone froze in place in mourning.

"It turns out that the truth of all this turned out to be like this... Crocodile... was never a national hero, he protected us... just to steal the power of this country."

"He is a thief who steals the country!!"

"We all misunderstood His Majesty Cobra!!"

"..."

"So that's how it is..." Kou Sha, who was standing in front of the crowd, was silent with blank eyes. He suddenly smiled, let go of the battle gun in his hand, and dropped it to the ground.

Seeing this scene, members of the other rebel army looked at each other in blank dismay, and then made the same actions one after another.

one,

two,

three,

……

One after another, one after another, all of them put down their weapons.

For a while, the sound of weapons falling to the ground rang non-stop.

Cobra looked at the scene in front of him with emotion, his eyes were moist.

He suddenly seemed to realize something, turned to Weiwei and asked: