The Pirate of the Void Throne

"Sure enough, my guess was correct..."

Kosha whispered to himself, looking at the thick dust rising in the distance, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

Guesses are just guesses, and only actual actions can reveal the real situation.

The kick that knocked Crocodile away just now undoubtedly confirmed Kosha's suspicion.

Therefore, there is a slight chance of winning.

"Now is a good time to take advantage of the victory..."

Killing intent rose in Kou Sha's eyes, he clenched the sword in his hand and was about to rush forward.

But the next moment,

But he suddenly stopped,

The wound on the abdomen suddenly opened, and scarlet liquid slowly flowed.

It dripped down and dyed the ground red...

Although Crocodile was successfully knocked away, his body protested in this way.

obviously,

Kosha's smooth flow, dodging and attacking in one go, put a very heavy load on his body.

His current physical condition cannot support him to perform such intense actions.

"It's a pity that such a good opportunity was wasted..."

Kosha looked at the figure slowly standing up in the dust, and his tone was a little regretful.

In the short moment when he was stagnant, Crocodile had already risen from the ground.

This opportunity to pursue victory was naturally gone.

Such is the nature of combat, the moment is fleeting.

Wind blows,

The thick dust was blown away.

Crocodile's figure emerged,

He looked a little embarrassed, and the windbreaker behind him was stained with dust.

A trace of scarlet blood flowed from the wound on his abdomen, staining his clothes red.

Apparently having withstood Kosa's attack, Crocodile was not feeling well now.

He hadn't been hurt this badly in a long time...

"How dare you respond to the attack just now."

"Are you crazy, or do you want to die..."

Crocodile's voice was hoarse. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face extremely gloomy.

You must know that his attack just now was not that simple.

The four sand blades swung with great force were extremely sharp and extremely fast.

Crocodile was confident that even a piece of steel would be cut open in an instant.

Therefore, he was already convinced that in the face of such an attack, Kosha would definitely stop and use the blade in his hand to resist.

Thus.

The powerful impact carried by the sand blade will be transmitted to Kousha through the long sword in Kousha's hand.

With Kosha's current body, the wound will definitely open.

When Crocodile takes advantage of the victory and pursues it, the victory will be determined.

But I didn't think so.

When Kosha was moving forward quickly, he did not use the long sword in his hand to resist, but chose to dodge with his body.

This is an extremely dangerous action, just like walking on a tightrope. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is seeking death.

Because if there is any error in judgment, the body will be cut open by the sand blade and life will be lost directly.

If an ordinary body encounters an oncoming blade, the consequences can be imagined.

Should I say Kosa is crazy, or confident...

How could a normal person risk his life by escaping through the gaps between the four sand blades?

It was Kosha who acted out of common sense and caught Crocodile off guard.

Actually,

Kosha also knew these things in his heart.

Since the battle has reached this level, it is natural to believe in yourself.

Besides,

If he really resists the incoming sand blade, Kosha will be seriously injured and will be completely passive. Sooner or later he will lose.

How to choose, Kou Sha will naturally have a weigh in his heart.

"If I die, it will prove that I am nothing more than that..."

The corners of Kousha's mouth raised, slowly revealing a confident arc:

"At times like this, if you can't even trust yourself,"

"Is it necessary to continue the battle..."

Tear!

With that said, Kosha tore off a piece of his clothes and simply tied a circle around his wound.

"bring it on!"

"Krokdal, this battle is far from over!"

Kosha's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and the sword in his hand was pointed at Crocodile.

"Very good, let's see how long you can hold on!"

Crocodile took a deep puff of his cigar, his expression grim.

When the two were facing each other from a distance, they suddenly rushed towards each other quickly at the same time, and the battle broke out again.

The violent wind and sand rose out of thin air and submerged everything.

In the center of the rising dust, the two men fought wildly.

Time passes slowly,

After an unknown period of time, the battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Then,

Two figures flew out from behind at the same time and fell hard to the ground.

call...!

Kosha was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, with blood dripping from the corners of his mouth and abdomen.

The same was true for Crocodile. His body collapsed on the ground, breathing violently, and his abdomen was scarlet.

The two of them have been fighting until now, and they are both losing.

but,

Kosha knew that this balanced situation would not last long.

As time goes by, the balance of victory will eventually tip to Crocodile again.

Because Kosha has no way to heal the wounds on his body, and he cannot solidify the wounds on his body like Crocodile.

So after losing too much blood, Kosha must be the first to fall.

but,

Kosha still has a glimmer of hope for victory, and that is rain.

As long as rain falls from the sky, Crocodile's body and reaction speed will slow down.

At that point, killing it will be a piece of cake.

"Will my preparations work..."

Kosha's eyes were in a daze and he was talking to himself.

He bet all his hopes, even his own life, on that slight possibility.

After breathing for a long time, Kosha quickly got up from the ground, only to find that Crocodile had also gotten up.

"You're going to lose!" x2

Crocodile and Kosha looked at each other, their eyes fixed on each other, breathing heavily.

…………

Near the palace warehouse street.

Her body was tied up by the slender arms that suddenly grew out. Weiwei fell hard and found it difficult to get up for a while.

She fell to the ground, looked up at Nico Robin with clenched silver teeth, and asked angrily:

"Why... why do you want to destroy this country?"

"Without you, Alabasta would never be at peace!!"

Facing Weiwei's questioning, Nico Robin remained expressionless.

"Who knows."

"Maybe... this world is just like this."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently pressed the brim of her hat, and the hanging shadow obscured her face.

"You are no match for me, and you are no match for Crocodile either. If you go, you will just die in vain."

"The fate of Alabasta is now determined. Even if you are a princess, you can't change anything."

"Sorry, that's all I can say to you."

So far,

Nico Robin crossed over to Vivi, pressing down on King Kobra who could not speak, and gradually walked away.

"hateful!!"

Her father was right in front of her but unable to rescue her. Weiwei clenched her fists and hammered the ground unwillingly.

She looked at Nico Robin's back and shouted firmly:

"Your plan will not succeed. Kosa will definitely defeat Crocodile!!"

Kosha...?

The figure of Kosha flashed in Nico Robin's mind, but she didn't reply and just continued to walk away.

After Nico Robin disappeared, the arms that bound Vivi also disappeared out of thin air.

Weiwei quickly stood up and ran away.

The battle continues, how could Alabasta's fate be sealed.