Pirates: I will first max out the domineering color if I am not dead

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"Rebellion?"

His eyes gradually became sharper and Xia Le fell silent.

He had been gone for so long that he could no longer distinguish human nature. Of the huge power he had once established, how many people were worthy of his trust? Would they still follow him unwaveringly?

Ever since Buggy left the West Sea, he could vaguely sense the changes in the West Sea.

Looking at the changes in Alabasta, it is even more likely that something is wrong with Crocodile as well.

"If you are really brave enough to attack my relatives."

Xia Le sighed softly.

But reason told him that Crocodile was not such a confused person.

Everything will only become clear when we arrive in Alabasta.

About five days after setting out from the Seven Water City, the warship docked at the Rapeseed Flower Port.

Xia Le and his group wasted no time and headed towards the capital, Albania.

The capital of Albania.

"We met again after so many years, but I didn't expect it would be under such circumstances."

A low voice sounded, white smoke floated, and Smoker stared ahead at the man locked in seastone shackles with a complicated expression.

"That brat who was still wet behind the ears back then, now dares to stand in front of me and show off his power?"

A sneer was heard and Crocodile looked up.

The two haven't seen each other for many years. Ever since Xia Le entered Pushu City, many people from the West Sea seemed to have reached a unique tacit understanding and did not have much contact with each other.

Especially Crocodile, who survives as a pirate and a warrior, seems more like a real rebellion.

"You know what? I never understood your true position."

Smoker took a deep puff of his cigar and said with a gloomy expression.

Because of his age and strength, he was not clear about many things, such as the mysterious organization founded by that man and the complicated affairs involved.

Now it is placed in front of him, and one of them is also making him embarrassed.

What is the true identity of Crocodile of Sand, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea?

"position?"

Crocodile's mouth curled up into an arc, and there was a hint of teasing in his words.

"Wouldn't this kind of thing change accordingly with the change of identity?"

Smoker's face turned cold, staring at the superior he once respected. "So, your current position is that of a vicious pirate who is trying to overthrow Alabasta?"

“Guhahahahaha!”

“That’s a very interesting question.”

"If you insist on asking me to explain, you're making it difficult for me."

Crocodile chuckled, a hint of loss and frustration flashing in his eyes.

He embraced dreams and ambitions, but the final result was undoubtedly failure. The Pluto he hoped for was completely different from what he imagined.

Instead, things have now become a mess.

What if that man knew?

Thinking of this, Crocodile fell silent.

Just know it if you know it!

Who was he doing all this for?

"call!"

Smoker exhaled a puff of smoke, his expression complicated and ugly.

"You will be arrested by me personally, your Wu Hai status will be revoked, and you will eventually be sent to Impel Down!"

Hearing this, Crocodile did not show any nervousness or fear.

"I guess you must be feeling very bad!"

Speaking softly, he slowly raised his head and looked towards the sky.

"The world seems to have become completely different since the day that man left!"

“I can no longer find the meaning of life.”

“I don’t feel like I’m actually alive.”

The voice was somewhat ethereal, and contained a hint of teasing.

But Smoker remained silent. He understood what the other person said and could clearly feel the same thing.

"He will come back!"

Smoker suddenly said through gritted teeth.

He couldn't believe that the man whom he admired and followed wholeheartedly would suddenly disappear from everyone's sight.

Moreover, not even a single message was left behind.

“Guhahahahaha!”

"I seem to see the innocent you of the past."

Crocodile laughed.

Smoker's face was extremely gloomy. He waved his hand and the navy behind him immediately stepped forward, ready to escort him to the navy headquarters.

Suddenly, teasing words rang in my ears.

"Guhahahaha!"

"You don't really think you can catch me so easily?"

"Or do you believe that a mere newcomer wearing a straw hat can defeat me? And make me so embarrassed?"

Smoker's expression changed and he looked forward suddenly.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, sand and dust flew up, and the navy that had just approached the enemy cried out in surprise and were blown back.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

Smoker shouted.

Amid the flying sand, Crocodile's figure appeared before his eyes again, but the seastone shackles that bound his hands had been untied.

It is obvious that the other party was not really arrested from beginning to end.

"Do you know Pluto?"

"That is an extremely powerful weapon from ancient legends!"

"As long as I master its power, I can threaten the World Government and make them hand over that man!"

“What a perfect plan!”

Crocodile suddenly spoke loudly, with a hint of madness on his face.

"I did all this, established the Baroque Studio, collected intelligence from all over the world, and knew so many things."

"And the more I know, the clearer it becomes, just how terrifying he really is."

"So, I believe more than anyone else that he will come back eventually."

"but!"

Having said this, his expression suddenly turned grim.

"Who can afford to wait?"

"Time may be eternal to him. It cannot leave a trace on him, nor will it cause him to perish."

"But for us, it is the most cruel and unavoidable long sword in the world!"

Taking a deep breath, Crocodile stared at Smoker.

"If he is captured and imprisoned by the World Government, use absolute power to rescue him!"

"If he encounters any other accidents, Pluto's power will also play a vital role in the future!"

"But what a pity!"

Having said that, he shook his head with regret and anger.

"I failed!"

"That little girl didn't believe me!"

"Damn it, who saved her in O'Hara that year, who gave her life?"

"It's really hard to discern human nature. It makes me feel cold."

Smoker was silent.

He seemed to understand the other party's purpose vaguely, but he still didn't expect that he could go to such an extent, even at the cost of subverting Alabasta.

"But I still have a chance."

"The main text of Alabasta's history is just a guide. Pluto is not here."

"I will find it and take control of its power!"

The madness and anger on Crocodile's face suddenly receded, replaced by a touch of calmness and indifference.

Smoker suddenly became a little irritated and took a deep puff of his cigar.

"You're so messy!"

"If he comes back."

Crocodile interrupted him abruptly: "I can't care so much!"

"Barrett's transformation, his madness!"

"The disappearance of Rocinante."

"Bucky's rebellion."

"Everyone is working hard to see him as soon as possible, or to find any clues about him."

"That includes you, doesn't it? You left the West Sea, followed the headquarters' arrangements, and headed to the East Sea."

"What's the next step? Go into the headquarters and find out about him?"

"It's useless. Those guys have already been silenced. Especially for a navy like you who comes from the West Sea, they won't leak any information at all."

Crocodile sneered.

Smoker became increasingly irritated.

He suddenly clenched his fists and his eyes became sharp.

"What? You want to fight me?"

Crocodile's eyes turned cold.

"No, it's not!"

The sharpness in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by a hint of doubt and disbelief, and Smoker looked straight at the sky ahead.

A bright flash of lightning spread rapidly in the clear sky, cutting through the void, and in the blink of an eye it was above Albana.

"Boom!"

It was not until this moment that a sound of thunder rang out.

Then, lightning suddenly flashed in front of him, and blue arcs of electricity spread in all directions, blocking Crocodile.

"Buzz!"