One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

"Boom!!!"

The sound waves echoed across the vast desert like the rhythmic beat of a war drum.

The sounds of people's footsteps and horses' hooves intertwined to create an extremely spectacular scene.

Yellow sand is flying under your feet and in the air, and every step you take brings up waves of sand. This is a unique scene in the desert, both desolate and wild.

Nefert D. Kobra, covered in dust, and his loyal guards, rushed across this desolate land.

Suddenly, a guard took a small roll of urgent information from his eagle and reported it to Nefert with a nervous and anxious look:

"King, the pirates have split into two groups."

His voice was particularly clear amid the howling of the desert, and every word was filled with seriousness and urgency.

"Their main force is heading towards an oasis."

The guards continued to report with frowns on their faces. It was obvious that the news was consistent with their judgment.

"And Crocodile and the marine headed into the desert."

He finally handed the note in his hand to Kobra, with a barely perceptible hint of worry in his voice.

Nefit D. Kobra took the note and glanced at it, then his eyes became deep.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the wind and sand, trying to peek at the coming storm.

After a moment's silence, a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, showing the determination and composure of a king facing a challenge.

"Adjust direction and head straight into the desert."

"There should be a big move between the two of them."

He commanded, his voice unmistakable, every word powerful.

This is a rare opportunity that will allow them to know how powerful Crocodile is.

"Roger that!"

The guards responded immediately.

Even though they knew what this meant - they were about to witness a head-on battle between pirates and the navy, no one backed down, no one questioned it.

They followed Kobra loyally, ready to face any unknown danger.

"..."

In the desert with billowing yellow sand, the bustling procession suddenly became chaos.

The neighing of war horses broke the tranquility of the sea of ​​​​sand, like a sudden thunder.

The horses, which were usually as docile as sheep, suddenly became wild and restless at this moment, kicking the hot sand with their strong hooves, their manes dancing wildly in the wind, and fear flashing in their eyes.

"No, the horse is frightened!"

A guard shouted in an urgent and heavy voice, his brows furrowed as he quickly directed the other guards to move closer.

"Hurry up and protect His Majesty the King!"

Another guard directed the people around to quickly form a protective circle.

Kobra's figure seemed unusually stable on the restless horse's back. His arms tightly held the reins and his shoulders swayed slightly with the horse's movements.

Even in such an emergency, calmness and composure could be vaguely seen on his face. This composure came from the years he had spent on horseback since he was a child, which honed his experience in dealing with such situations.

He lowered his body calmly, and soothed the horse softly, while carefully observing the surroundings, looking for possible reasons that might make the mount nervous.

"Strange, there shouldn't be any enemies around here that could scare the warhorse..."

Kobra knew that only by finding the root cause and eliminating it could the panicked warhorse be calmed.

"I am fine."

As the horses gradually calmed down, he waved to the guards, signaling them not to be overly nervous, while continuing to guide the team forward.

"Please calm the horses first. It's best not to ride them."

“I’m not sure if these horses will be frightened again.”

"..."

Under his decisive command, the team regained order, but everyone's eyes unconsciously fell on the king. They were more convinced of the king's courage and calmness.

Buzz! ! !

There was a sudden sound in the air that pierced the eardrums.

The sound was like a strong wind tearing through the dome, causing pain in the eardrums and making the heart beat faster involuntarily.

"Get out of the way!"

Nefit D. Kobra's reaction was like instinct, his tense muscles showing his acumen on the battlefield at this critical moment.

His voice broke through the wind and sand, strong and loud, echoing in the ears of every guard.

The guards were at a loss because of the sudden change. Before they could react, they felt an inexplicable sense of oppression quickly condensing in the air.

"Boom!!!"

A huge sword mark appeared not far in front of Kobra.

An astonishing sword energy cut through the sand in front of Kobra and the others, blowing the hot sand and dust high into the sky, forming a spectacular dust belt.

next moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the place where the sword mark was.

A crack quickly expanded until a deep ravine appeared before their eyes, as if the earth itself had torn an insurmountable wound.

The soldiers were blown away by the dust and struggled to get up from the sand, covered in dust.

The dust has not yet settled, but people are still in panic.

Kobra had come back to his senses and was staring blankly at the huge knife mark that looked like a rift valley.

His gaze pierced through the dust and sand, calmly examining the new situation before him, while his brain quickly analyzed the situation and formulated a new plan.

The guards quickly recovered and followed closely, setting up a solid defense line around the king.

"Boom!!!"

The white clouds floating in the sky were disturbed by a series of noises, like the angry roar of the gods, shaking the dull calm.

The continuous sound of explosions in the soldiers' ears numbed their senses and made them physically and mentally exhausted, as if they were hit by an invisible hammer.

They squinted their eyes, penetrated the thick sand and dust, and could clearly see the waves caused by the vibrations in the air, which spread rapidly in the air like water ripples. Circles of distortions that were visible to the naked eye shook the atmosphere of the entire battlefield.

Almost at the same time, an even more violent gust of air came towards him, like a beast roaring down from the sky, with the momentum to destroy everything.

The soldiers instinctively hugged their heads and lowered their bodies, and those reflexive curling up provided them with a meager sense of security.

The air wave was almost tangible. It swept across every inch of land, stirred up the dust and sand in the air, and picked up individual grains of sand to draw tracks in the air.

The impact of this force made it difficult for people to stand still. Everyone felt their own insignificance and vulnerability. Even the battle-hardened warriors felt unprecedented oppression and fear.

The soldiers closed their eyes tightly and clenched their teeth.

"Who are these people fighting?"

"We can die to protect the king, but His Majesty must not be harmed!"

Kobra finally saw the figures fighting in the sky.

"It's ok."

"We'll stay here."

If there was a fight between pirates, he would never stay in this place.

But among the combatants he saw navy coats.

He believed that the navy, having set the battlefield in such a desolate place, would not deliberately drag them into the fight.

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