Someone was approaching.
The ten guards stationed at the palace gate immediately drew their long swords and stared warily at the two people approaching the palace.
As they drew closer, one of the guards could see the newcomer's face clearly and recognized the man walking at the front.
"Mr. Crocodile."
"You've arrived."
"Please wait a moment, I will go and inform His Majesty the King."
Upon recognizing Crocodile's identity, the guards immediately sheathed their weapons.
Not only him, but also his colleagues and the two rows of guards stationed at the entrance of the palace and on the city wall who had already raised their rifles all lowered their guard.
Although the Utopia Operation has not yet been implemented, Crocodile has already cultivated a heroic image in Arabasta over the years.
As a soldier stationed at the royal palace, when Crocodile came alone, even if he was a pirate, his first reaction was not to be on guard, but to greet him. Then, regardless of Crocodile's purpose, he asked him to wait a moment while he went to inform the king.
This is Crocodile's influence in Arabasta.
"Should we inform King Cobra?"
"No need."
"I can go see him myself."
Crocodile glanced at the ten guards before him, then at the hundred guards on the city wall above. A chilling smile slowly spread across his face.
"Desert Spada!"
Before the guards in front of him could react, he had already swung his arm, and a giant sand blade mixed with wisps of purple light cleaved open the palace gate, along with the towering city wall that stood in front of him, blocking his way.
As for the two guards closest to Crocodile, although they were not directly struck by the Desert Spada, the shockwave generated when it broke through the palace walls and gates sent all ten of them flying.
"Why?"
"Mr. Crocodile!"
Faced with the sudden change, with the city wall collapsing and the gate cracking, the staggering guards all wore expressions of disbelief.
They couldn't understand why Crocodile, a hero of Arabasta, would suddenly launch an attack on the royal palace.
"I've already stormed the royal palace, don't you understand?"
"That means..."
"The game of heroes has come to an end."
Crocodile looked around at the soldiers who had rushed to the scene, and opened his arms:
"Next."
"You are about to face the King of the Desert."
"Sand-Sand Crocodile".
"Not some hero of Arabasta!"
After saying these words with a slightly playful tone, Crocodile opened his right hand, a sandstorm the size of a palm condensed in his palm, and then casually flicked it.
Boom
After the sandstorm was released, it immediately increased a hundredfold, transforming into a raging sandstorm that shot straight into the sky. Whether it was the guards who attacked with knives or those who were about to shoot him, everything that tried to stop him from advancing and from obtaining the existence of Hades was swallowed up by the desert tornado, swept into the sky, and then flew hundreds of meters away.
"Crocodile!"
"what you up to?"
Just as Crocodile was wreaking havoc at the entrance of the palace, Pell, the vice-commander of the royal guard, transformed into a falcon soaring through the sky and arrived at the scene at top speed.
Seeing the collapsed city walls, the split city gates, and the numerous guards lying haphazardly on the ground, he turned his head and stared at Crocodile, his eyes seeming to shoot out two sharp, cold stars.
"Conquer Arabasta."
Crocodile glanced at Pell, the man he most wanted to see, and after uttering a single sentence, he lunged forward, grabbing Pell's throat with one hand.
"Flying claw".
Despite being startled by Crocodile's attack, Pell remained calm and transformed into her human-beast form in mid-air, using a flap of her wings to dodge Crocodile's outstretched hand.
Using his aerial abilities from the Zoan-type Bird-Bird Fruit in Falcon form, he dodged while simultaneously creating a stunning arc in mid-air, before swiftly circling behind Crocodile.
Clang
A pair of sharp claws swiftly gripped the back of Crocodile's head.
Click
The powerful claw force, capable of crushing granite, erupted instantly, crushing Crocodile's head on the spot.
However,
The skull was shattered, and what sprayed out was not blood or brain matter, but sand.
Not only that.
One second, the head was shattered into sand; the next second, the sand gathered back together to form Crocodile's head.
"Guhahahahaha."
"A mere Zoan-type? Can it stop me?"
Crocodile grinned maliciously, then his arm transformed into sand, and he swung a crescent-shaped sand blade, slashing at Pell behind him.
Sizzle
Unlike the collapsed city gate, Pell was not disemboweled after being struck by the sand blade.
Strictly speaking, he was not harmed at all.
Only at the moment he was struck by the sand blade did all the moisture in his body drain away, turning him into a withered half-falcon, half-human mummy who fell to the ground from mid-air.
The vice-commander of the Kingdom's Guard, known as the Falcon of Pell.
He was instantly killed in one move.
"Pell!"
At this moment.
Another adjutant of the royal guard, Chaka, who, along with Pell, was one of the guardian deities of Arabasta, arrived late with a large number of guards.
What came into view was Pell, whose moisture had been drained, and the many guards who had been swept away by the sandstorm and crashed to the ground.
"Crocodile!"
When Chaka saw this, he immediately knew that Crocodile was behind it all.
Now that things had come to this, he didn't bother to ask about the other party's purpose. Just the fact that this man dared to attack the Arabasta royal palace and kill so many guards meant that only one side could stand against the other.
"Kill!"
Chaka roared.
The hundred guards accompanying him immediately raised their guns and opened fire.
bang bang bang bang
Accompanied by a dense barrage of gunfire, bullets rained down like a storm, engulfing Crocodile.
Pfft
With a series of bullets piercing flesh, Crocodile's body was riddled with nearly a hundred bullet holes, but what flowed out of the holes was sand, not blood.
"Desert Girasole!"
After enduring a hail of bullets, Crocodile's smile grew even more sinister.
Ignoring the numerous guards present, he slowly bent down and placed his hands on the ground.
rustle
In an instant.
The ground trembled and collapsed, and the rock layers shattered into sand.
The royal palace grounds instantly transformed into quicksand that devoured all life. All the guards who lacked the ability to fly were doomed; their legs were encased in quicksand, dragged into the dunes, and quickly buried deep within the earth.
"Damn it!"
Faced with the expanding quicksand, Chaka leaped up and transformed into a gigantic jackal, even more imposing than a tiger, leaping over the sand dunes and pouncing on Crocodile.
He opened his mouth wide and bit down on the other's neck with his sharp fangs.
"Still not giving up?"
"I've already said it."
"You're nothing more than a Zoan type."
Crocodile gave Chaka a cold glance.
Although being bitten was only a minor symptom for him, as a Logia-type Sand-Sand Fruit user, it did somewhat damage his image.
At this time, there are still ten years until the time when he will fight Monkey D. Luffy.
Although, like Gecko Moria, he wasted many years in Paradise and his strength declined because of his defeat by Edward Newgate, he has not yet regressed to the time period at the beginning of the original story.
The time difference is ten years, and the difference in strength is also enormous.
"Desert Spada!"
Crocodile remained crouched with his hands on the ground, but just as Chaka's fangs were about to bite him, a sharp blade suddenly shot out from the shifting sand dunes.
Pfft
A sharp desert blade rose from the ground, carrying the sharpness to pierce through the rock layers, and pierced through Chaka, who was in mid-air, leaving him hanging there.
"you!"
As a Zoan-type Devil Fruit user, even if it's a common type and doesn't have a Devil Fruit awakening, its vitality is still formidable.
A normal person would have died instantly from the penetrating damage of the Desert Spada, but Chaka only coughed up blood, the wound continued to bleed, and he was unable to move. He did not die, but instead gritted his teeth and glared angrily at Crocodile.
That's the end of it.
"certainly."
"It's not just you, it's the same in Arabasta."
Crocodile stared intently at Chaka, his eyes revealing a murderous glint.
"Desert Prison!"
Crocodile reached out and pressed down on Chaka's wolf head, draining all the moisture from his body.
Either don't do it at all, or do it thoroughly.
Having decided to gamble everything to conquer Arabasta and obtain the ancient weapon Pluton before the Marines could react and Rosen could put the collar on him, he would not hesitate for a moment.
Anyone who gets in my way will be killed.
If the Buddha gets in my way, I will kill him.
For Crocodile, who has gone berserk, anything that stands in his way, no matter who it is, will be ruthlessly destroyed.
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