Pirate: Just ask, I know everything

"No, it's not good, boss!" A Baroque agent suddenly ran into the courtyard and reported to the Sand Crocodile in a panic.

"What a panic!" Sand Crocodile asked with a frown, "What happened?"

"Boss, Mr. 2's operation in Narohara failed!"

"what?"

"Moreover, Mr. 2's identity was revealed on the spot by the Straw Hats. Now the public knows that it was our Baroque Studio who was responsible for everything."

"They have organized themselves spontaneously to search for our traces."

"What did you say?" Sand Crocodile grabbed his neck and lifted it up, "Mr. 2, why don't you kill those people who know the truth?"

"Oh~ He, he was defeated by the chef of the Straw Hats. Spare, spare his life, boss, this is not my fault!"

"Trash, what use are you for!"

Just as Sand Crocodile was about to kill him to vent his anger, another of his men ran in in a panic.

"No, boss! All our agents lurking in the rebels were discovered and executed. The rebels are now out of control!"

Sand Crocodile's eyes widened: "Nonsense! There are three chief commanders lurking there, how could it fail?"

"Because, because they were all defeated."

While reporting, the subordinate secretly looked at the face of the sand crocodile so that he might escape at any time.

"Mr.1 was also defeated?"

"Yes, he was defeated by the swordsman of the Straw Hats and the pirate hunter Nonoroa Zoro!"

"The Straw Hats again?" Sand Crocodile has heard enough of this word today, "Trash! They are all trash! Go to hell!"

He exerted force with his right hand and instantly sucked the first subordinate into a mummy.

The second man saw it and ran away immediately.

"Desert sword!" Sand Crocodile waved his hand and killed him directly.

He turned his head and glared at Sami fiercely with his bloodshot eyes filled with anger.

"Ragnar! You did all this, right? No one can understand my plan so accurately except you!"

"Don't say that, you guys are so embarrassed." Sammy smiled shyly.

"Bastard! Desert sword!" Sand Crocodile couldn't bear it anymore.

Sammy quickly raised his hands to resist.

"when!"

The desert sword struck directly on the sea-floor stone handcuffs, making a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Sami smiled and used his hands to break the strong handcuffs into pieces!

The sand crocodile took a look and didn't understand what was going on.

"You guy, are you even pretending to be a Devil Fruit user?"

"Hahahaha, you have been deceived by me from the beginning to the end." Sami said, "Isn't this a bad feeling?"

"Think of the people in Alabasta who were deceived to death by you. The pain you suffered was far worse than theirs."

"Ragnar! I sincerely invite you to come on board, but you have failed me again and again. You are seeking death!"

"Hahahaha, Sand Crocodile, a new era is coming. Your boat is too small to carry my dreams!"

"Nonsense!" Sand Crocodile was repeatedly despised by Sami, and he couldn't bear it anymore, "Desert Diamond Sword!"

His hands instantly turned into four large sand blades, each one harder and sharper than a desert sword.

Sami immediately lowered his body and raised his hand to block.

"Asana·Fire·Tianmen!"

A flame rose from his crossed arms and burned violently the moment it touched the desert diamond sword.

The natural Shasha fruit can freely elementalize the Sand Crocodile, and those who have not mastered the weapon color cannot defeat his entity at all.

However, sand itself has weaknesses.

One is water. In the original work, Luffy defeated the Sand Crocodile with the help of water and blood.

The second weakness is the fire that Sammy now controls.

The sand melts into glass when heated by flames.

Glass, on the other hand, is not only solid, but also fragile.

Therefore, under the burning of Sammy's flame, the sand crocodile's diamond sword quickly condensed into white crystals.

Sami sneered and waved his hands, and the hard sand blade immediately shattered into countless pieces like glass.

"This is...fire!" Sand Crocodile was surprised, "You are obviously not a Devil Fruit user, so why can you use fire?"

"Because I was sent by God to punish you. I was born with the power to restrain you. If you want to finish off the Sand Crocodile, prepare to accept the punishment from God!"

Sammy started rambling again.

Unfortunately, Sand Crocodile is not as easy to trick as his men.

"Hmph! When I kill you, I will definitely let the doctor study your body to see if your mouth is really as hard as iron. Arc-shaped sand dune!"

"Asana·Fire·East to the sea!"

Sammy nimbly dodged the terrifying sand, then fell back, drawing a strange semicircle like a clock hand.

When he got to the Sand Crocodile's back, he kicked him hard in the head.

Unfortunately, Sand Crocodile is not so easy to sneak attack.

I saw him turning around quickly, even faster than Sammy who was blessed by the rabbit charm.

"Desert Sword!"

A sand blade shot up from the ground and struck Sammy hard on the waist.

Even with the offset of the flame armor, the blow that could cut off Akainu was severely damaged by Sammy.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and rolled to the ground.

Sami felt a sharp pain from his waist to the top of his head, so painful that he almost lost his breath.

"Cough cough cough." He lay on the ground and coughed up large pools of blood, almost coughing out his internal organs.

"Vulnerable." Sand Crocodile laughed, "As I said, Ragnar, strength is the most important thing if you want to win."

"And even if you use so many conspiracies, you will still die in my hands in the end."

Sammy almost used all his strength to stand up on his knees.

"Damn it! This guy is worthy of being a Shichibukai. He can seriously injure me with just a casual blow."

Sammy stared at the sand crocodile solemnly.

This guy is the strongest enemy he has ever faced.

Dozens of times stronger than that guy from Bon Longleth.

"Can you still stand up, Ragnar, but your fate is about to end here!"

Sand Crocodile spread out his right hand, and a mini sandstorm formed in his palm.

Although small, Sammy was anything but dismissive.

"Sha Lan!" Sand Crocodile shouted loudly and threw it towards Sami.

As soon as the mini sandstorm left his hand, it expanded instantly and soon turned into a huge sandstorm, raging crazily in the courtyard.

The strong wind swept continuously, uprooting flowers, plants and trees, destroying pavilions and pavilions. The sand mixed in it was like bullets, sieving everything in the way.

Sami tried his best to resist the crazy sandstorm, but his seriously injured body was of no help at all, and he was soon swept directly into it.

Crackling!

Sami, who was in the sandstorm, felt as if he had been sucked into a meat grinder. Countless tiny grains of sand cut every inch of his skin, and blood flowed out gurglingly.

Finally, the ground could no longer support the powerful sandstorm, and it shattered with a crisp sound. Sammy's feet were airborne and he fell instantly.

There is actually a huge underground secret room hidden in the lower part of the palace garden.

Sand Crocodile's expression changed instantly, and he showed a surprised smile.

Sammy fell on the stone slab of the underground secret room. The severe pain made him excruciatingly painful, and every wound on his body was impatiently waiting for me to make a noise.

The Sand Crocodile jumped down from the broken ceiling, looked at the ancient stone tablet erected in the secret room, and laughed proudly.

"Hahahahaha, Ragnar, so what if you try your best to take Kobra away? I haven't found what I want yet."

Sami rolled his eyes: I didn’t even want to stop you, okay?

"Hey, Nicole Robin, come here and take a look, tell me what's written on it?" Sand Crocodile casually called Robin over, but his eyes kept staring at her.

He didn't trust this woman's loyalty.

In other words, he doesn't trust anyone but himself.

Robin walked over and carefully read the ancient text on it with the help of the dim torch light in the secret room.

"In the 239th year of the calendar, Casilla conquered Alabasta

In the 260th year of the calendar, Tieyima ruled the Peterin Dynasty

In the year 306 of the calendar, the Great Cathedral of Al Maljanduff

In the 325th year of the calendar, Mam, the hero of Orutea..."

Word by word, thick history pours out of Robin's mouth like a trickle, with a kind of ancient magic.

It's a pity that the sand crocodile can't feel it. He asked extremely impatiently: "That's enough! Nico Robin, I'm not here to listen to you. Tell me, where is Hades?"

Robin read the text above carefully, then shook his head regretfully and said, "I'm sorry, boss. There is no information about Pluto at all."

"What? No?" Sand Crocodile immediately narrowed his eyes - Robin knew very well that this was a sign that he was about to become angry.

"You'd better think about it before you speak. You know the price of angering me."

Robin immediately stepped back, and then replied firmly: "Boss, there is indeed no information about Pluto on it."

"Hmph...hahahaha!" Sand Crocodile couldn't help laughing, and his face became extremely gloomy, "Nicole Robin, I think you are impatient."

He grabbed Robin's neck and picked her up.

He still likes to choke people.

"Old...boss, I didn't lie to you..." Robin struggled hard, trying to get these words out of her throat.

"It doesn't matter, you are of no value to me anymore."

As the Sand Crocodile spoke, a desert sword had condensed in his other hand, and then he stabbed Robin fiercely.