Pirate's Dream Master

"Leave quickly, you are not allowed to participate in the next battle." The Sand Crocodile's arms turned into a sandstorm, sucking a group of Sandia warriors into it and sending them far away.

Weber, who had not yet recovered from the shock caused by Roy's resurrection from the dead, was a little confused, "Wait a minute, we just want to stay and witness the final result."

"Idiot, do you want to exchange death for an inevitable result?" Sand Crocodile mocked mercilessly. He never had much patience for the weak.

"This place is thousands of meters away from the center of the battle. Can't we even bear the aftermath of this level?" Weber argued with reason. Although the opponent was a super strong man who could rival Enelu, it involved mountains. He was never willing to back down from the honor of the Dia warriors.

"Guhahaha, do you think I'm discussing with you? This is an order, idiot." If it weren't for the fact that these guys were somewhat useful in the captain's eyes, he wouldn't bother to save a group of ants. "Your ideas are worthless in my eyes. Remember, the so-called weakness is itself a sin."

Looking at the sand crocodile that was getting further and further away until it disappeared from his eyes, Weber slapped the sand prison on the side hard. Although essentially the sand crocodile was doing it for their own good, this behavior was still too unpleasant. Yes.

"Is being weak a sin in itself?" Weber murmured to himself. As a Xandian warrior who was always fighting, he had a deep understanding of this statement.

"Webb, don't think too much. Lord Sand Crocodile is also thinking about our safety." Lucky was worried that Weber would get distracted and trouble the Sand Crocodile.

Although they are both under Roy's command, no matter how you look at it, the status of the Sand Crocodile is by no means comparable to that of the Sandia warriors, let alone the strength of the Sand Crocodile that is comparable to that of Anilu.

"Don't worry, I've never been so sober. He's right. People without strength are not qualified to talk about dreams." Weber's eyes were burning with the flame of ambition, which made Lucky even more excited. For worry.

"What is that? It makes me feel heart palpitations even from such a distance." The residents of Angel Island, who had not yet recovered from the previous incident, were once again shocked by the thunder in the sky, especially the thunderball that looked like a meteor. It's like a black hole, attracting everyone's attention.

"This is definitely not God simply venting his anger, but God meeting an opponent of the same level." Paigeya cried out. He simply couldn't imagine that there was anyone in this world who could force Enelu to this point. A person of such status.

"Is the enemy of God also a god?" Cornis looked at the expanding thunderclouds in the sky with curiosity and fear.

"Maybe, God." Paigeya wanted to say something with emotion, but when he saw the dazzling sunlight piercing the thunderclouds, he was so shocked that he couldn't even speak.

The huge sword light shot straight into the heart of the sky, as if it had poked a hole in the sky. The terrifying looking thunder ball melted like ice and snow in front of the sword pillar.

"Master Gulu Sand Crocodile is right. If I still stay in the original position, I'm afraid even the wreckage won't be preserved." While Weber felt lucky, he also hated his own weakness.

"No wonder Lord Sand Crocodile said that this is a battle whose outcome is already determined." Lucky muttered to himself as he looked at the cracked sky.

The great route, the waters near Gaya Island.

"Young men, charge forward and crush all the enemies in front of you. Let the pirates in this sea know what will happen to those who dare to provoke us." A bald head waved his hand. With his machete, he easily cut off the pirate standing in front of him.

"Are you kidding me? How could I fall down so easily after walking all the way from the South China Sea? Everyone, let us sound the clarion call for counterattack."

The battle between pirates is always the main theme on the sea.

As time went by, the veteran pirate group entrenched in the Grand Line finally gained the upper hand, beating back the newcomer pirate group from the South China Sea.

Just when the bald captain was complacent and ready to annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop and establish his authority in this sea area, he heard a series of "clang" sounds. It was the sound of the weapons in the hands of many pirates under his command falling to the deck. .

The bald captain looked confused. Are you kidding me? He has the upper hand now. Why are everyone acting like they are about to surrender?

"You bastards, why don't you pick up your weapons and pursue the victory?" The bald captain looked at the enemy ship gradually disappearing, his nose almost twisted with anger.

"Captain, it's not good, the sky seems to be cracked." However, none of his crew members obeyed his order. Instead, they raised their heads and looked at the sky stupidly.

"You idiots, how could the sky split open?" the bald man's voice gradually decreased, obviously shocked by this strange scene.

The thick clouds were split into two, with a crack thousands of meters long running across it, as if an invisible force had torn the entire sky apart, which made people feel heart-stopping.

However, he was a veteran who had been entrenched on the Grand Route for many years. He quickly reacted and directed his men to continue the pursuit: "Don't worry, it's just the special weather on the Grand Route. While the enemy hasn't fled far, Hurry up and catch up."

After he said this, the other crew members felt much more at ease. After all, the climate of the Grand Line was constantly changing, so it was not surprising that any situation would occur.

"No, no, it's a meteorite, it's a meteorite rain." A sharp-eyed crew member discovered something was wrong. Countless meteorites fell from the cracked sky, covering the entire sea area.

"Jump into the sea quickly." The bald man couldn't care less about the loss of the fleet. Such a terrible natural disaster was simply beyond the power of human beings to resist.

After the meteorite rain passed, the bald captain looked at the completely lost fleet and felt like crying without tears. After decades of hard work, he finally returned to before liberation.

On this day, countless meteorites fell across the entire sea area, causing huge waves and invading dozens of surrounding islands, large and small. Even the world government called this day Shipwreck Day.

After the aftermath was released, Baibaihai was already in chaos. Fortunately, Roy's attack was directed at the sky. Otherwise, the entire island would have been destroyed by this sword.

Enelu was covered in blood and unconscious, and was held in Roy's hand. In fact, if Roy hadn't stabilized his injury, the Thunder Fruit would have been looking for its next owner.

"It turns out that this is the true strength of the captain." Sand Crocodile took a deep breath. His fate last time was similar to that of Enel. He didn't persist to the end. Now, looking at it from the perspective of a bystander, he can truly appreciate the difference between him and Luo The gap between Iraq.