Douluo: I can upgrade my luck by traveling through One Piece

Under the scorching sun, the desert of Alabasta is like a golden ocean, with waves rising and falling, as if telling an endless story.

The sun shines through the clouds, covering this desolate land with a dazzling golden coat. The sand grains flicker faintly under the sun, like countless stars falling on the ground.

The breeze blows gently, bringing up a gust of fine sand, like waves gently hitting the shore, making a rustling sound.

In the depths of this vast sea of ​​sand, a dark conspiracy is quietly brewing.

Crocodile, the man known as the "Sand Crocodile", is sitting in his dark base, surrounded by walls built of heavy stones, exuding a damp and cold atmosphere.

A few dim lights are hung on the low ceiling, and the weak light casts distorted shadows on the wall, as if telling the secret of this place.

Crocodile's fingers tapped the table lightly, making a rhythmic sound, as if composing a prelude to the conspiracy that was about to unfold.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his eyes flashed with cunning light, as if he was brewing a wonderful plan.

At this moment, his heart was full of pride and expectation.

"Did that kid break up with the World Town?"

He whispered to himself, with a hint of teasing and coldness in his voice.

"That's good, it can help me attract a lot of attention."

The smile on his mouth became more and more obvious, and he was secretly proud in his heart, "As long as I can decipher the historical text and get the power of Hades, I can become the strongest in the world!"

Crocodile's eyes looked through the window at the sand dunes outside, thinking about his national plan in his heart.

The sand dunes rose and fell in the sun, as if conveying a mysterious message to him.

He knew that the wealth and resources of Alabasta were the best springboard for him to realize his ambitions.

There are countless treasures in the desert of this country, and he wants to master these treasures in his own hands.

In his mind, the ancient history text emerged, which recorded endless wealth and powerful power in the legend.

Crocodile's heartbeat accelerated, imagining that when he gained that power, the whole world would surrender to his feet.

The rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table became more and more rapid, as if preparing for the coming storm.

At the same time, the desert outside still looked extremely desolate under the scorching sun. Occasionally, a few lonely camels wandered among the sand dunes, carrying heavy goods on their backs, as if adding a touch of vitality to this desolate land.

In the depths of the desert, there were occasionally a few eagle calls, loud and crisp, as if warning those outsiders who dared to break into this land.

Outside Crocodile's base, a team of men in black cloaks were silently guarding, with masks on their faces, covering their identities.

There was a flash of crazy desire in everyone's eyes. They were all attracted by Crocodile's ambition and were willing to serve him and follow his footsteps until they realized their unparalleled dream.

"Are you ready for everything?"

Crocodile turned around and glanced at his men, his eyes flashing with unquestionable majesty.

"As long as I control Alabasta, I can become the king of this world."

Crocodile muttered to himself, with a cold smile on his lips.

The desire and ambition in his heart were like a burning flame, burning every cell of his body.

His plan was not just to simply seize power, but to hold the lifeblood of the entire country in his own hands and become a true ruler.

He summoned several of his elite subordinates and sat around a huge round table.

The table was covered with maps of Alabasta, with meticulous markings showing every key location.

Crocodile gently swiped his finger across the map, his eyes flashing with a sinister light: "We must first control the palace, which is the center of power."

"Next, use the internal struggle of the royal family to create chaos and let them kill each other."

His subordinates nodded one after another, with the flame of desire flashing in their eyes.

Everyone knows that following Crocodile means being able to share the supreme power and wealth.

However, in their hearts, there is also a faint sense of uneasiness.

Crocodile's ambition is so huge that it even makes people feel suffocated.

Crocodile seems to have noticed the hesitation of his men. He smiled slightly, his voice low and magnetic: "You must understand that only by mastering power can you truly survive."

"The royal family of Alabasta is corrupt and the internal struggles are constant. This is our opportunity to show our strength."

"As long as we take action, we can seize the ruling power of this land in one fell swoop!"

This is a lie.

As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Crocodile Crocodile, how can he allow others to share the fruits of his victory?

Even if these people were his subordinates, they were no exception.

As he spoke, the fighting spirit in the hearts of his subordinates gradually ignited, and they expressed their willingness to follow him and realize this grand plan together.

Crocodile's mouth curled up a smug smile, he knew that he had successfully tied these people firmly to his chariot.

However, as the plan gradually unfolded, Crocodile's deep anxiety became stronger and stronger.

He couldn't ignore the underlying uneasiness in his heart, as if reminding him that this road was not smooth.

Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was struggling in his heart.

Whenever it was late at night, he sat alone in a dark room, and the possible variables and crises kept emerging in his mind.

A flash of excitement flashed in Crocodile's eyes, and then was suppressed by reason.

He knew that although this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it also meant danger.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "Send someone to investigate the situation immediately to ensure that our plan is not disrupted."

Compared with the small country of Alabasta, the situation in Marinford, the headquarters of the navy, was more complicated.

In this highest-ranking office of the navy, the expressions of all the senior navy officials were quite stiff.

Although the newspaper said that it was an attack by an unknown force, anyone with a discerning eye could know who this unknown force was.

After all, apart from the world town, how many forces can have such capital?

In Marshal Zhan Guo's office, the atmosphere was like a depressing thundercloud, which could erupt with earth-shaking thunder at any time.

Zhan Guo's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. He slammed his hand heavily on the table, shaking the documents on the table and making a crisp sound.

"These bastards! How dare they act recklessly on our territory!"

"They are hitting Huo Yuhao, the strongest genius in our navy!"

"Do these bastard Tianlong people want to break with the navy?"

Zhan Guo roared, his voice was like thunder, and everyone present shuddered involuntarily.

His eyes were like a sharp sword, pointing directly at the vast sea outside the window, as if he wanted to cut off the uneasy power in one fell swoop.

Zhan Guo, who was in his prime, was like a volcano about to erupt when he got angry.

It was daunting.

Garp, sitting on the sofa, had a blank expression on his face and slowly took a bite of the senbei, as if he didn't care about Zhan Guo's anger at all.

But his cold eyes revealed a trace of deep thought, as if he was pondering the truth of the matter.

He knew that anger alone could not solve the problem, but would make the situation more complicated.

"Old Ka, you, don't you have a sense of crisis?"

Sengoku was furious, his eyes were like torches, and he pressed directly at Garp.

"Sense of crisis?"

Garp smiled lightly, with a playful smile on his lips.

"I didn't forget the danger while enjoying the senbei. On the contrary, I think this incident is just an opportunity."

"Opportunity? What are you talking about?" Sengoku frowned, seeming a little puzzled.

"We can take this opportunity to re-examine our strategy."

Garp put down the senbei, his eyes became firm, "This attack is ostensibly aimed at our navy, but in fact, it also exposes the enemy's weaknesses."

"We need to find their motives and purposes, and then formulate corresponding countermeasures."

Sengoku nodded. Although he was still furious, Garp's analysis calmed him down a little.

He knew that Garp could always find a way out of chaos.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Zhan Guo asked, his tone already softened.

"First, we need to confirm the specific circumstances of the attack and investigate the traces at the scene."

Garp's voice became low and firm, "At the same time, we must strengthen contact with other naval bases to ensure the timely transmission of information."

"Okay, I will give the order immediately." Zhan Guo nodded and began to look through the documents on the table, preparing to formulate an action plan.

Just then, the door of the office was pushed open, and a young officer hurried in, his face full of tension.

"Marshal, General Garp! We have received some new intelligence about the specific circumstances of the attack!"

"Speak!" Zhan Guo immediately turned around, his eyes flashing with anticipation.

"According to our investigation, the attack was carried out at night, and the enemy seemed to have used some new type of weapon, causing great damage."

The officer reported quickly, with a tremor in his voice.

"Moreover, we also found some suspicious ships moving nearby, which may be related to the attack."

"Suspicious ships?"

Garp's eyebrows raised slightly, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Then we must send out a reconnaissance team immediately to confirm their identities!"

"Yes!" The officer nodded immediately and turned around to implement the order.

"Wait." Zhan Guo suddenly called him.

"You go and notify all the squadrons to prepare for battle. We can't take it lightly."

"Yes, Marshal!" The officer responded quickly and left in a hurry.

Zhan Guo and Garp looked at each other, and both knew that this storm had just begun.

Since the people in the World Town wanted to hide their identities, they could also use their tricks against them!

Directly wipe out the remaining "unknown forces" of the other party!

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open.

A gloomy and strong man walked in.

As soon as Zefa entered the door, the air seemed to be ignited by his anger.

The broad face was covered with angry shadows, and his eyes were like thunder, staring straight at Zhan Guo and Garp.

"What are you doing here? Are you just sitting there waiting to die?"

Zhan Guo was slightly stunned, and then realized that Zefa's anger came from his worry about Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao is Zefa's disciple. He grew up under his strict teachings. Zefa had high hopes for him, but now he is deeply anxious because of the attack.

"Zefa, calm down, we are making a response plan."

Sengoku tried to appease him.

"calm?"

Zefa's voice was like thunder.

"My disciple has suffered such a big loss, how can you tell me to calm down? We must take action immediately, we can't wait any longer!"

Seeing this, Warring States frowned slightly, somewhat understanding of Zefa's emotions.

"Zefa, we all know the importance of Huo Yuhao, but we need information and cannot attack blindly. The enemy has mastered new weapons, so we need to be cautious."

He tried to keep his tone calm.

"cautious?"

Zefa sneered, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"Your caution will only put Huo Yuhao and others into greater danger. I won't wait any longer!" said

After that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Zefa, wait!"

Warring States shouted to stop him.

"If you want to take action, I can send you on a reconnaissance team with your men to confirm the identity of the suspicious ship. This is the most effective thing we can do at the moment."

Zefa stopped and turned around, fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, I accept this task. But I want you to promise to notify me immediately after you get any news. Huo Yuhao is my disciple, and I will never let him be harmed in any way!"

"certainly."

Warring States nodded, secretly sighing at Zefa's impulsiveness and determination.

He knew that Zefa was not only an excellent instructor, but also a kind and righteous person.

Just then, the office phone rang, and Seng Guo quickly picked it up.

"Yes, command?...What? Have you discovered the specific location of the suspicious ship? Send out a reconnaissance team immediately, and be careful!"

While he was directing, he observed Zefa's expression with his peripheral vision.

"Zefa, prepare your troops and set off immediately!"

Warring States issued the order, Zefa's eyes flashed with hope, and hope ignited in his heart.

"Yes, Marshal!"

Zefa gritted his teeth and made up his mind to never let Huo Yuhao be harmed in any way.

After leaving the office, he immediately gathered his troops and launched a rapid operation.

At the same time, Sengoku and Garp are also stepping up their efforts to formulate response strategies. war

There is a vague premonition in Guo's heart that this battle will not only be a counterattack against the enemy, but also a test of their will.

"Garp, what do you think the motives of those in World Town Mansion will be this time?"

Warring States asked, his eyes looking through the window at the sea in the distance, filled with doubts in his heart. (End of chapter)