The Pirate of the Void Throne

"It's common for disasters to happen one after another. If you make excuses, someone will come to save you..."

"Instead of running away and living with regrets in the future, then... it's better to die here now!"

"This battle is about death or life!!"

Kosha holds a sword in one hand,

The slender figure stood facing the wind.

An extremely firm voice slowly rippled out.

The faith and power contained in it instantly infected the entire audience.

"This man..."

Crocodile's eyes suddenly froze, and he looked moved.

Dead and alive!

It sounds simple, but...

In this sea, there are a few people who can really do this.

Instead of running away, he would rather die here now...

What a strong heart and courage it takes to say such words and make such a decision.

the most important is,

The man in front of him did not lie. The sword that penetrated the body without hesitation just now undoubtedly showed this man's determination.

Crocodile's eyes became slightly dazed.

The kid in front of him, who he had never looked down upon, has really grown up...

The pain from the wound seemed to remind him all the time that the opponent in front of him was no longer what he used to be.

He raised his hand and touched the blood flowing above the wound...

In the depths of Crocodile's eyes, a trace of undetectable nostalgia and reminiscence flashed.

He hadn't experienced this feeling of injury, this kind of flowing blood for a long time.

Last time,

It seems like the moment when he fought against "The Strongest Man in the World" Whitebeard more than ten years ago.

Maybe it’s a bit reluctant to compare with the best in the world.

but……

The man in front of him, whose sword was stained with blood and who believed in victory, had the qualifications to become a strong man.

clang!

There was a crisp sound of metal hitting the ground.

Crocodile took off the front shell of the golden hook, revealing a hook dripping with purple venom.

"I will admit for the time being that you are a strong boy..."

Crocodile narrowed his eyes, stared at Kosha closely, and said in a low tone:

"But... there is never anything moral about pirates' fighting,"

"This will also be your last battle, and you will definitely be the last one to fall!"

Crocodile's expression was extremely solemn.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Kosha's determination was beyond his imagination, and he actually felt a little pressure like never before.

Before, he might have been able to pass the boring time with a playful attitude.

But now, this is a real battle.

If he continues to hold on to his previous mentality, he is very likely to... die under Kousha's sword.

The wounds and blood on the abdomen told the story clearly.

At this moment, Crocodile already regarded Kosha as an opponent of the same level.

"I said it before……"

"I will not fall until I defeat you."

Looking at Crocodile who was waiting on the opposite side, Kosha slowly smiled.

"Haha... stop talking nonsense, you won't last long."

Crocodile raised his hand to his bleeding wound and wiped it lightly.

Something weird happened!

The ferocious wound that was flowing with blood actually disappeared, as if it had disappeared out of thin air and was directly wiped away by Crocodile.

"This is……"

Seeing such a strange scene, Kou Sha's eyes narrowed slightly and he felt a little surprised.

But midway through his words, a light suddenly flashed in his head.

He thought about Crocodile being a wielder of the Sand Fruit and the properties of sand, and he suddenly realized something.

Although this scene does not appear in the original work, such a simple use of abilities seems not surprising.

"I see, is this a characteristic of the fruit's ability?"

Kosha asked and answered himself, as if he had predicted the answer.

Sand solidifies when it encounters water and blood.

Crocodile used his ability to temporarily seal the wound instead of restoring it.

Therefore, the injury still exists...

Although the blood can be stopped after the wound is coagulated, thereby retaining a certain amount of physical exertion,

But this also represents a weakness.

That is……

The wound on Crocodile's abdomen has materialized and can no longer be elementalized.

This brings a glimmer of possibility of victory to Kousha's battle, but I don't know if Kousha can hold on before his blood dries out.

"It's really difficult..."

Kosha sighed softly, his gaze passing over Crocodile's wound.

"I thought that the previous sword could severely damage you, but I didn't expect that it would only cause a flaw in your elemental transformation..."

"However, this is enough. This battle... has only officially begun now,"

"Isn't it?"

Kosha smiled cheerfully, clenched the sword in his hand and held it in front of him, ready to attack at any time.

The scarlet sword stained with blood,

Under the crimson sunset, there is a charming cold light.

After the voice fell,

Crocodile frowned, feeling an extremely sharp momentum coming towards him, and a sense of crisis quietly rising in his heart.

In the biting wind,

Kosha stood on the rooftop, murderous intent rising.

The air gradually became quiet.

The whole world seemed to be so quiet at this moment that you could hear a pin drop.

Suddenly,

A cracking sound rang out.

Kosha's figure holding a long sword suddenly shot out.

Swift as a sharp arrow, he rushed towards Crocodile with fearless momentum.

"Are you afraid of blood loss and want to fight quickly..."

Crocodile's expression was cold, and his arms instantly transformed into elements, turning into violent wind and sand.

"King Kong Desert Sword!"

The moment he finished speaking, he waved his arm forward vigorously.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Four huge sand blades turned into ferocious sharp blades, roaring out like arrows from a string.

The sound is huge, but the visual effect is ordinary.

There was no unnecessary air wave or escaping shock wave at all. All the power was concentrated on the sharp blade, calm and deadly.

Four sharp blades flew out from different directions, and finally walked side by side in the air.

At an astonishing speed, it headed straight towards Kosha with a scream that tore through the air.

"Kosa, go die in peace..."

Crocodile's eyes flashed with coldness. He didn't think that Kosha's quickly charging figure could dodge this attack.

It's definitely too late to use the Gate Fruit, so Kosa can only resist.

Even if he can withstand it, the wounds on Kosha's body will definitely burst open and become particularly serious.

Thinking of this, a cold smile appeared on Crocodile's lips.

however,

Facing the sharp blade attacks coming from four directions at the same time, Kosha looked normal.

Under Crocodile's gaze,

The corner of Kousha's mouth actually curled up with a hint of confidence.

He suddenly made a move,

Short stature,

tilted head,

Whoosh whoosh! !

The four sharp blades grazed Kosha's skin without injuring him at all.

Then,

Kosha's feet hit the ground, and his body suddenly accelerated.

As fast as a ghost, he appeared in front of Crocodile in an instant.

The long sword in his hand was swung horizontally! !

The threatening scarlet sword light cut through the void and came towards him.

"So fast!!"

Crocodile's eyes narrowed sharply, and the golden hook in his hand suddenly swung out.

Clang! !

The golden hook and the long sword collided fiercely, and a long series of bright sparks flew up, illuminating Kosa's stern face.

Followed by,

Crocodile felt a strong force suddenly coming from the wound on his abdomen.

next moment,

Crocodile's body flew out like a cannonball.

boom! !

When he landed on his back, he plowed a nearly ten-meter-long ravine on the ground before stopping.

Thick dust rose into the sky, billowing like a long dragon.