Chapter 89: This sand crocodile is fake, so weak!

"Needless to say, just kill him!"

All of the people Crocodile recruited were desperadoes, and they all showed the most ferocious looks, but they still gave the new boss full respect, but no one dared to act without authorization.

"BOSS, do you see?"

"It seems that there is another hunter who is eyeing my bounty head. Go and deal with it." Crocodile narrowed his eyes and ordered calmly.

"Hahahaha, got it!"

"Come on, finally have some fun!"

I saw that this group of people was completely excited after hearing the order. They all shouted excitedly and urged the camels to rush downwards.

Among them, one person seemed to think that the camel was too slow, so he jumped directly from the back of the peak into the air, and then quickly spun a few times. When he landed, he had turned into a tall and strong half-orc with two legs.

"Here comes Brother Yilan's animal-type sheep-goat fruit antelope form!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the half-goat man bent his legs down and dug his hard sheep hooves into the sand. The next moment, as his thick leg muscles exerted force, he leaped high into the air with a loud bang.

"I want this life!"

"Watch my demon sheep trample————"

Yilan, whose face was covered with wool, watched cruelly as her hoof quickly stepped on the man in white's head, her pupils filled with scarlet murderous intent.

【clang! ! 】

The huge sheep's hoof, as hard as steel, was wrapped in the rolling air and stepped hard on... a white index finger that was raised up, and there was a deafening impact sound.

The turbulent force exploded from the point of contact, squeezing the air around the two people into circular ripples like water waves, and the gravel beneath them seemed to be dented by several centimeters under invisible pressure.

"How...how is it possible...ah! Ahhhh!"

An extremely pitiful wailing appeared, and the other people who rushed behind subconsciously grabbed the camel in shock, and stared dumbfoundedly at the blood-stained bone spurs sprouting from the body of Brother Yilan, who almost died in the blink of an eye. Demonstrates what is called the limit of cruelty.

For a moment, everyone was shocked by such a horrific and bloody scene, but Crocodile's expression remained natural.

"Superhuman ability user...huh?"

[Puff, puff, puff! 】

But before he could finish speaking, a surprise occurred again. Below a group of people who had already rushed out dozens of meters away, pale white long swords emerged from the sand, connected to the camel's sword. The stomach and the owner sitting on it were instantly pierced.

More than a dozen people and camels fell to the ground and died before they could even scream. A stream of warm blood flowed out from the breach, dyeing the circles of gravel red.

【call----】

A gust of wind blew across the sand sea, passing quickly between the white man and Crocodile.

"This guy......"

At this time, Crocodile looked at the pale swords floating in the sky with blood dripping from time to time, and his expression became solemn.

He didn't use his Haki to sense the opponent's aura before, because the past two years of his trip to 'Paradise' had made him no longer cautious, and he was used to being able to easily kill no matter who he was.

But just now, his subordinates had reminded him with their own lives, but after feeling the overwhelming and suffocating aura of the man in white, he could no longer remain calm.

"Who are you exactly?"

Crocodile turned into a ball of gravel and left the hunchback, appearing about fifty meters away from the man in white. At the same time, his muscles were tense, always ready to take action.

【Whoosh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh! 】

But the man in white didn't respond. Instead, thirteen pale swords shot out from the air, and their speed was so fast that the sonic boom was far behind.

Fortunately, Crocodile's power of knowledge and color was well prepared, and combined with the elementalization ability of the natural system, he was able to easily avoid all attacks.

"Um?!"

The next second, a blurry white shadow flashed in his sight. Crocodile's expression suddenly changed with shock. His right arm, which had turned into a ball of gravel, vibrated at high speed, making a buzzing sound.

"Crescent-shaped dunes!"

The huge crescent-shaped sand blade swept out in front of him and collided with the white sword blade that was coming towards him, but the former didn't even hold on for a second. The sword light was as fast as a white rainbow and cut through the sand blade directly. on the latter's chest.

Although he hurriedly turned into elements and tried to spread out his body to avoid the sword, he was still a little slower after all. When the earth-yellow wind sand he transformed into formed a human form again after a distance of hundreds of meters, there was indeed an appearance on his chest. A long bloody incision was made.

"What a fast knife..."

Crocodile covered the wound on his chest and stared at the man in white with an ugly face. Cold sweat was already breaking out on his head. As for calling the sword a knife or something, there was no need to worry.

But in response to his words, the man in white stopped as if he was sizing him up, and suddenly spoke, "So weak, how come your domineering power is so weak?"

This person is the CP0 sent by Wulaoxing, and he is not an ordinary CP0 member, but a CP0 with the title of 'Sacred Shield'.

To put it simply, the 'Holy Shield' must be CP0, but CP0 is not necessarily the 'Holy Shield', and the 'Holy Shield' represents its strength comparable to that of a naval admiral.

Originally, to deal with the 22-year-old Crocodile, such a high-level combat force should not be dispatched. Normally, Akainu, Kizaru, Aoji, or a few ordinary CP0s should be sent to replace the general.

But because the shop run by a certain supreme being is too big, everyone in the navy is very busy, and there is no one left to send. You can't let the marshal go out for this 'little sand crocodile', right?

The CP0 side is similar, with basically all the manpower sent out.

In addition, considering that Crocodile had tied with Barrett several times two years ago, and even challenged 'Whitebeard', although he may have lost, he must not be much weaker, and he can definitely win. Barrett makes the comparison.

Now, although Barrett is only 21 years old, he is no longer something that ordinary vice admirals or CP9s can deal with.

Moreover, Crocodile has arrived in Alabasta, and he cannot dispatch a large number of warships to encircle and suppress him. Therefore, he must find a combat force that can surpass Barrett in terms of strength to capture the former.

This was the result of the previous internal discussion in CP0. Therefore, it was decided that he, one of the two holy shields, would take action!

The problem is, after the initial battle just now, Crocodile's armed Haki is too weak, like a rookie who has just mastered Haki.

To be honest, if you are just a natural ability user who has just learned domineering and has not yet awakened, just sending a senior naval vice admiral is enough.

But something's wrong...How could Crocodile be so weak?

Although this kid is not very old, his extraordinary qualifications can be seen from his height of 2.5 meters. Ordinary people cannot be regarded as the standard. His four or five years are enough to be worth the ten or so years of most people.

The eyes of the man in white were full of doubts under the mask. He looked at the guy in front of him and wondered if he had encountered a fake 'sand crocodile'.

Crocodile was extremely angry when he heard that this guy looked down on him so much, but he was not the kind of person who gets easily upset, and he actually realized that his domineering power had weakened, which made him even more frightened and angry.

"Why, why, what happened to my domineering power?"

What happened to my domineering attitude...

This question was exactly what Crocodile was thinking hard about while sitting in the boiling water, and he was struggling with it all the way after his defeat.

The current self is basically the same as two years ago. At that time, he had just gone to sea. He really didn't do much exercise in the past two years. It's not surprising that his strength has not improved, but it can't decline, and it has dropped so drastically!

"It's time, Crocodile, come out and get dressed."

At this time, the prison guard outside the pot shouted to him nervously.

He didn't know why he was nervous. It was obvious that the other party had sea stone handcuffs on his hands and feet, his shadow had been cut away, and he still had a pet collar around his neck. He couldn't resist no matter what...