Captain of My Wronged Seed of Pirates

After renting three camels at the market, Crocodile and the other three immediately rushed to the location mentioned by Sen Luo.

However, despite being teased repeatedly by Sen Luo, Crocodile's anger bar almost exploded, but he still did not completely lose his calm.

In order to avoid possible ambush along the way, Crocodile deliberately made a large circle to reach the dry river bed.

And before arriving, he even climbed up to a high place and took a look around. After confirming that there were only three people and a green cocoon waiting there, he continued to go to the appointment.

"It seems you came a little too late."

When Crocodile and the other three appeared in front of Sen Luo, there was a trace of impatience on his face.

"Forget it, have you brought what I want?"

"thing?"

Crocodile looked at Sen Luo with some confusion. He did not remember that Sen Luo mentioned anything to bring during the conversation with him.

"Isn't that thing on your shoulder? Mr. Crocodile is really forgetful."

Senluo looked at Crocodile with a smile and said,

"It seems that your brain has not been put to much use, so can you lend it to us? The financial situation of our pirate group is really bad. 8100 million beli should be able to alleviate it for a while."

Crocodile didn't have much reaction to Sen Luo's obviously provocative words. Maybe his anger tank had already been maxed out, or maybe he had heard too many provocations aimed at his head. All have developed a certain degree of immunity.

"So it turns out that you are not only targeting that thing, but also my head?"

Crocodile smiled contemptuously and said,

"Nowadays, the kid is really ambitious, but it is a good idea to win the Shichibukai's head in one fell swoop to make his name famous, but he must also be prepared to be swallowed by a crocodile."

"No, I'm not looking for your head."

Ace waved his hand slightly disgustedly,

"I have plans to use the legendary pirates of the past era as a stepping stone, but what I am eyeing is Whitebeard's head. It doesn't matter what the Shichibukai and Habukai are."

Crocodile was obviously stunned when he heard the name "Whitebeard", and Ace's sincere statement that the Shichibukai was nothing special made his forehead burst into knotted blue veins.

"Nice steps on thunder!"

Sen Luo stretched out his right hand and gave Ace a thumbs up.

Ace, who doesn't even know anything about the Shichibukai, can't possibly know the grudge between Crocodile and Whitebeard, so his behavior of stepping on thunder this time was completely unintentional, but in many cases, this kind of inadvertent stepping on thunder is more lethal. force.

However, the lethality is there, but it lacks sustainability.

So Senluo covered his mouth and whispered, but said to Ace in a loud voice: "Ace, how can you expose someone's shortcomings casually? You must know that Mr. Crocodile is in Whitebeard." My subordinates lost miserably, and in the end they could only return to this place from the second half of the 'New World', like a bereaved dog, to the first half of the great route also known as 'Paradise'."

"Eh? So that's it, so shameless!"

Ace immediately commented on Crocodile's behavior, then thought for a while and then said,

"If it were me, no matter how miserably I lose, as long as I still have breath, I will get up again and aim at Whitebeard's neck."

restraint!restraint!restraint!

At this time, the impulse fell into the trap.

Crocodile resisted the urge to immediately activate his ability and use the desert sword to cut Senluo and Ace into pieces.

If a natural ability user cannot maintain emotional stability as much as possible during battle, it will affect the control of the elementalization of the body.

In this case, it is very likely that you will not be able to elementalize in advance in time to avoid attacks during the battle.

Moreover, when using the domineering power of knowledge, one must keep the state of mind as stable as possible.

So Crocodile knew that he must not be affected by Sen Luo and Ace's few words.

Even if every word they said was like adding salt to his wounds, he still had to endure it.

and many more!

Crocodile suddenly realized something.

——Since Sen Luo is using such off-field factors to influence himself, does it mean that their strength is not as strong as his own?

Or is this an alternative tactic to show weakness to the enemy?

Do not underestimate the enemy!

Thinking this, Crocodile took a half step back and gave Daz a look.

Datz, who understood that Crocodile wanted him to be the vanguard, took a few steps forward without hesitation.

"Baroque Studio, Mr.1, please give me your advice."

"It seems that this sand crocodile is not sure about Ace's strength."

Sen Luo held his chin and whispered to himself,

"No wonder I called these two people. It turned out that I had the intention of testing the depth."

So Senluo also glanced at Lamia and motioned for her to go up and fight with Daz.

It's just that after looking at her for a long time, he didn't see any movement from Lamia. Only Daz stood awkwardly in the middle of the two people.

Senluo helplessly held his forehead. It seemed that it was too early for Lamia to understand other people's eyes. If he wanted to order her, it would be faster to use words directly.

"Lamia, come on!"

"Eh!?"

Lamia, who was looked at by Sen Luo, subconsciously twisted her tail and stepped back.

"Should I deal with him? No, he's too strong and scary."

"You wake up!"

Although Daz looks extremely strong, he is actually only 212cm tall, which is not considered tall in this world where "general height" is not considered too tall.

Of course, he is much taller than Ace and Senluo, who are both less than two meters tall.

It's just that his height is nothing in front of Lamia.

Although Lamia's upper body can barely be regarded as that of a normal girl, her tail is seven or eight meters long. As long as she stands upright a little more, she can easily exceed the "general height".

In addition to the intimidating effect of its reptile-like appearance, Lamia's sense of oppression is no weaker than Daz.

But Senluo also understood that what Lamia was afraid of was not entirely Daz's size. More bonus points came from Daz's human identity.

"It's okay, just think of him as a Carnotaurus."

Senluo persuaded Lamia in a way that was difficult for outsiders to understand.

"Carnotaurus, Carnotaurus, Carnotaurus..."

After reciting "Carnotaurus" several times, Lamia closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes and looked at Daz, there was no longer fear in her eyes, replaced by appetite!

After being stared at by Lamia's monster hunter-like eyes, Daz felt a chill in his heart. The creature's survival instinct kept telling him to escape from here quickly. The monster in front of him was definitely not a monster that he could deal with.

But he overcame his instincts, stood still and took a stance like a crouching horse.

"Kill people"

Daz's body suddenly became harder than ordinary steel.

Without any explanation of self-introduction and abilities, Daz was ready for battle.

Looking at Lamia rushing towards him, Daz's hands turned into blades and crossed in front of his chest, preparing to use attacks to defend against attacks.

"Destruction..."

But before he finished shouting the name of the move, the scimitar blade, which was as black as ink, slashed at the hands on his chest.

"Snapped--"

The hands that turned into blades shattered like fragile glass with just one blow, and then Daz was sent flying more than ten meters away by Lamia.

Crushing victory!

This is the difference between those who have mastered armed colors and those who have not.