God's Pirate

This kind of power, to put it bluntly, is to transform a part of your body into a special substance to attack the opponent. If you want to release it, you only need to recall that part of your body. Thousands

But because of this, generally speaking, unlike magic, curses can only be activated once!

After that, it will either be cancelled, or it will not be activated.

Once activated, a part of one's body must be extracted. Although it is only a very small amount extracted from every part of the body, it will not affect its own functions, but if it is too much,

Before the enemy could take action, he blew it up himself.

Thinking of this, Ace slowly approached and hit the unconscious soldiers. He bent down and picked up Anderson, who was covered in blood, and punched him in the nose.

He still has a mission. When Al told him Anderson's location, he also said that the reason why the other party came was because he had received benefits from Crocodile. If all the money was taken out, it would definitely be a big sum. .

If it can be obtained, it may be possible to supplement the pensions of those navy soldiers and make their families live a better life. Although people cannot be resurrected and doing so seems extremely hypocritical, it is obviously good to be able to do something for the other party.

Ace agrees with this.

Ace looked coldly at the rat head with an afro in front of him, waiting for him to wake up.

It has to be said that he is indeed a user with animal fruit abilities. The moment Ace canceled the curse, the opponent's wound immediately closed and stopped bleeding, but the lost blood will not be replaced.

Anderson only felt that his finally recovered nose had been hit hard again. He weakly opened his eyes and saw the cold-blooded gaze of the freckled boy.

However, before he could say anything, the other party punched him hard on the nose again.

Oh oh oh!

The noisy wind continued to sweep by, making everyone present feel the biting coldness.

The sacrificial hall is inside the arena that is cut off from the outside world by the heavy rain.

Al stared at the other person, and with an extremely relaxed body, he pulled out the Baiyuan in his hand, threw the scabbard behind the grass, and walked towards the other person slowly as if walking.

Seeing the other party's sloppy posture, Crocodile's veins suddenly popped up on his forehead, and he cracked the corner of his mouth and sneered:

"What an arrogant brat. Do you think you can defeat me just by mastering my weaknesses?"

Al didn't reply, but moved forward slowly but steadily step by step.

Crocodile calmed down his expression, raised his hand and pulled out the golden hook in his left hand. At the same time, the sand in his right hand suddenly melted and flowed rapidly.

The poisonous golden hook emitting purple smoke in his left hand flashed with cold light, and his right hand turned into a harmless sword that could cut through the earth and slashed towards Al. Thousands

Crocodile instantly used the strongest power he could unleash. Before the opponent could cut his arm open like last time and make the knife stained with blood, he could also use his elemental arm to attack.

With a crash, the extremely sharp sand blade slashed forward mercilessly with a blast of air.

The sky seemed to be cut open.

Facing Crocodile's fierce attack, Al's pupils shrank slightly while he was walking slowly. His feet that were about to bounce up stopped instantly and he stepped forward on his own.

The earth-yellow sand blade ruthlessly cut through the earth, but it spread along Al's left hand side by a hair's breadth. The earth of the sacrificial hall was cut in half like a cake.

A bottomless ravine appeared in front of his eyes, and Al stepped over it gently without changing his expression.

But that's it, it didn't cause any damage to Al, it couldn't hit anyone, and the attack power was meaningless no matter how terrifying it was.

"Does this mean that Se Baqi found me through this?" Crocodile's face couldn't help but look ugly, and his heart sank suddenly.

He had deliberately missed the target just now. If he wanted to hit someone moving at high speed, he had to predict the opponent's trajectory in advance. His rich combat experience told him that the opponent would most likely move to the left, but at the last moment he stopped himself.

It was just a slight deviation that could not be detected with the naked eye, which had to remind him of the famous power of this new world.

Why can it be used so easily in just one day? Even if the level of knowledge awakened by stimulation is naturally very high, without training it will only have an impact on one's life and cannot be used in actual combat. Crocodile frowned and quickly raised his right hand to accumulate Sha Lan before he had time to think about it.

When faced with an opponent who is facing an enemy, one must either use the enemy's body to counteract it, or use an attack that follows the opponent's body, or use a large-scale attack to cover the entire area.

He has only one choice!

Al glanced at the yellow storm in the opponent's hand that made him suffer so much, and ignored it. He walked slowly and said softly:

"Crocodile, what are you planning? Let the navy guard the city gate and leave a note on the edge of the corpse pile. In order for us to come over and become your scapegoat? Ha, what a good plan."

The laughter was full of emotion, but strangely not sarcastic.

However, he really couldn't bring himself to fight seriously with the opponent.

Through the awakening of knowledge and knowledge, and through the grace of writing this possibility completely on his back to master it, he directly crossed many levels and directly became a high-level domineering spirit with attributes.

Like fireflies in the dark night, there were two people with slightly stronger auras in the entire royal city. After easily locking the opponent's movement pattern, Ace was sent to snipe the one with more aura next to him, and he led Nami and others away. Come over.

Crocodile said nothing with a sullen expression, and just threw the heavy Shalan in front of him that had been charged for a long time.

As soon as the yellow storm left his palm, it immediately rose up in the wind. The strong wind swept up the air, and the yellow sand wrapped around the gravel, and soon formed a huge three-meter-wide storm.

With a harsh whistling sound, the storm slammed into the young man in black who still looked calm in front of him.

Crocodile paused with his right hand on the ground. He couldn't believe that the opponent would choose not to resist. With the opponent's speed and exaggerated appearance, it was impossible to avoid it.

This heavy sand lan is just a cover. He intends to turn the entire sacrificial hall into sand when the opponent dodges, making the opponent unable to dodge, so that he can use his strongest desert diamond sword to fight.

In this way, he has the slightest chance of winning, but only a slight chance!

It has to be said that after the information was completely leaked, his existence, which was obviously at least level 5, was ravaged by the other party.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

The storm is like a meat grinder, trying to slow down the enemy in front of you again.

"Roar"

Suddenly, a sleepy whisper came from the raging storm.

boom!

Something suddenly burst out in the dusty storm.

Crocodile looked ahead solemnly, and the next moment the yellow storm suddenly tore a human-shaped gap.

A figure covered in purple-black flames walked out slowly. The blazing flames burned through the yellow sand. It was like a layer of terrifying flame armor, protecting the indifferent Al as he walked out.

Devil Fruit? Even the sand burned through! No, I didn't feel any temperature. It was more like being erased than burned through. Crocodile's heart sank again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Why did his strength surge so much after just one day? He couldn't help but feel terrified in his heart for such an enemy.

At this moment, he once again thought about the powerlessness he felt facing Whitebeard.

'Carol of the Underworld' Al's first magic, a rare summoning additional magic, can summon the purple-black underworld flame that destroys everything and never goes out, forming a layer of terrifying armor that can offset everything to protect itself.

As for the reason for this name, it may have something to do with an online game he liked in his previous life.

It has a temperatureless flame that can destroy almost everything, a purple-black flame that will never go out, and a destructive power that will never burn itself.

This terrifying magic that has no power to match the ultra-short magic is based on the divine factor and his inner desires and interests, and he developed magic that brings despair to the enemy.

After all, magical races that can use innate magic already possess terrifying magical properties, and the gods are often the race with power, so this magic is closer to rules than flames.

However, this magic is not without any side effects, such as

Al, whose clothes had disappeared, calmly raised Baiyuan, who had barely survived the underworld flames, and pointed at Crocodile, "If I remember correctly, you want to become the Pirate King, right? You want to get Pluto, get this country, through Are these powers enough to defeat Whitebeard who took away your arm? Do you want to use all means to become the Pirate King?"

Crocodile looked at him deeply and said with a sarcastic smile, "There are countless people like you who go to sea with unknown enthusiasm every year, but how many of them can actually reach the great sea route?" ?How many people can go to the sea area called the New World?"

"You are just a group of little brats who can only dream. There are as many people as you in this sea. If you want to defeat those monsters entrenched in the new world, what's the point of using Pluto, which is known as the 'most vicious battleship in history'?" wrong!"

"If you want to find the great secret treasure and become the Pirate King, how can you do it without the help of these things! A frog in a well who doesn't know how high the sky is!"

Crocodile's words were accompanied by the dull sound of rain, resounding in Al's ears, and the slightly ferocious roar gradually grew louder.

"Ancient Weapon" There was no look of sneer or rebuttal on Al's face. Instead, he raised his head and glanced at the dark sky with a complex look, and smiled to himself, "Looking at you like this, it seems that I see the me of yesterday."

"I intend to use the information I know to obtain Pluto, Neptune, etc., and even your Devil Fruit is one of my goals, and then use these powers to continuously increase my own strength, and finally find the great secret treasure."

How much does this guy Neptune know? The shock in Crocodile's heart appeared on his face unconsciously.

He opened his mouth to say what he wanted to say the most, but Al did not wait for his answer. Instead, his tone was erratic:

"I've always had a sense of luck. I've always had it from before. When I was playing cards and when I was fighting you, I always thought that as long as I had information, I could manipulate you into applause."

"So I designed that seemingly seamless plan to try to lure you out and kill you so that you can get what you want."

"Just like you now, you think you are sure of us and even leave your own whereabouts, intending to get Pluto through planning and so on to become the Pirate King."

When he said this, his tone was somewhat emotional:

"But, what's the use of these powers that don't belong to you, no matter how powerful they are? Can you really become the Pirate King with power that you can't control yourself?"

"Impossible!"

"The only thing that can smash all conspiracies, tear apart all the malice imposed on oneself by others, achieve one's own goals, and change one's tragic fate ahead is your own strength!"

"Crush all the powerful forces that refuse to give in!"

He added some emphasis to his last words.

As he spoke, his thoughts were a little disordered, his thoughts kept flying, and he didn't notice the ears quietly emerging from the grass beside him.

"Ha, he is still a naive kid after all!" Crocodile looked at Al with complicated eyes, as if he was seeing himself when he was a child.

He touched his poisonous hook and stopped talking. He just put his hand on the ground, planning to launch a large-scale attack unique to the natural system.

Eroding reincarnation! A move that can completely drain the water from an area, turning the area into a desert. Only by creating a home field advantage can he fight the opponent.

"Yes! I no longer plan to find any more ancient weapons. All I want to think about now is to lead my partners and continue walking to become the king of this sea area!" Al lowered his head and collected his scattered thoughts. , looked at the crocodile with a cold face, "Didn't you ask me last time why I was causing trouble for you? Now I tell you, you are blocking the way! If I don't kill you, I won't be able to move forward. How can I become the Pirate King?"

After speaking, his feet suddenly exerted force, and his whole body ejected like a bullet. The white abyss covered with dark flames in his hands slashed towards Crocodile.

Even if the conversation lasted for a period of time, the purple-black flames covering his body still did not decrease at all, causing one of Crocodile's calculations to fail.

On the side, Robin, who was next to Nami and others, retracted his crossed hands and stared directly at Al with his beautiful eyes, not feeling shy at all because the other person was naked.

If she still had this emotion, she would have died at sea!

The figures wrapped in deep flames kept passing by, and a long mysterious floating shadow appeared behind them.

Crocodile's pupils shrank suddenly, his hand on the ground instantly let go, his body leaned back on his knees and he hid behind him.

Originally, this attack did not have any blood or water, nor was it covered with weapon colors. As a natural type, he used elementalization to avoid it, but for some reason, he always felt creepy about the waves of flames.

Nourishing.

In the end, Crocodile did not completely dodge, and his cheek was lightly brushed by the purple-black knife flames, making a strange rustling sound.

Burning pain came, and he stretched out his hand to gently touch the wound. The wound was filled with warmth and blood trickled out.

There is no sign of being burned by fire, which means that the flame has no heat? Nothing was ignited around it either, pure destructive power? Crocodile glanced around and analyzed calmly. At the same time, he quickly raised his hand and hit Sha Lan.