One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

The vast desert, the dead sea of ​​sand. Time seems to have completely lost its meaning here, no matter when and where, this place is so dry and desolate. In front of you is an endless desert, vast and vast, in which human beings seem so small.

In such a sea of ​​sand, Crocodile flicked the soot, and said lightly to the mummy in front of him: "It doesn't matter if you can be armed and domineering, it can't save you from the erosion of the desert."

Being able to become Shichibukai at the age of 80 million bounties (correctly), and for so many years, Crocodile has encountered countless enemies who can be armed and domineering. Except for the time when they challenged Whitebeard, no one of the other enemies could resist the erosion of the yellow sand.

In front of him, Jones couldn't see his original appearance at all at this moment. His shriveled body was lying motionless on the sand, and his once plump and strong muscles were now as dull and stiff as dried bacon.

After becoming like this, Crocodile did not believe that the little thief would still be alive.

Venting the anger in his heart, the sand crocodile began to consider more realistic issues.

The surrounding area is extremely desolate, and the end of the sky and the earth can be seen at a glance. Obviously, his stolen treasures are not hidden behind any sand dunes.

Finding it is the most important thing.

Taking out the phone bug in his arms, Crocodile dialed out and said to Nicole Robin on the other end: "The little thief has been cleaned up, and now let the members of the Alabasta Work Club pay attention to the passing ships and vehicles." , don’t let things get shipped out.”

During this time in Alabasta, the sand crocodile was not just playing a hero, and the secret deployment also did not fall behind. It's like Dara in Rapeseed Town, a pawn he placed in the dark. The same situation spreads all over Alabasta, and it is also one of the bases for Sand Crocodile's plan to steal the country.

With his order, the whole of Alabasta will enter a state of martial law, and he is confident that the treasure will be recovered before it is taken out of Alabasta.

After a brief chat, Crocodile put down the phone. After glancing at the withered corpse, he raised his head, preparing to bury it completely in the desert.

"Desert Sunflower!"

Rumble!

A dull sound came from under the ground, the underground water veins were sucked away, and the sand in front of the sand crocodile quickly flowed, forming a sunken quicksand pit.

Watching Jones' "corpse" slowly submerged in the billowing yellow sand, the sand crocodile's expression was indifferent, without any fluctuations.

only......

"Where are you looking? Sand crocodile..."

Jones' voice suddenly rang in Crocodile's ear, and then, a heavy punch hit Crocodile's distorted face from shock.

Boom!

The domineering fist entangled in armed colors ignored the opponent's elemental body, and landed on the face.

puff!

Unprepared, Crocodile spit out a pool of blood and flew backwards. Staying in the air, a clean tooth whirled around, before falling into the bunker after a long time.

Crocodile was blown away with a punch, and Jones, who reappeared, held his chest and took a quick breath of fresh air. If you continue to hold back, maybe you will really become a corpse under the yellow sand.

It fell heavily on the ground, splashing a circle of dust. Crocodile didn't care about the fact that he was missing a front tooth, and looked at Jones in shock: "How is that possible!!! You must have been killed by me!"

As a person with the ability of the sand fruit, although the crescent moon sand dune is an external attack move, but because the body is yellow sand, it cannot escape Crocodile's perception of the situation of the enemy wrapped in it. He could bet his other hand that he would have sucked Jones dry!

So, who will the person appearing in front of him now? !

Facing Crocodile's question, Jones calmed down the tension in his lungs and stood up straight: "Don't you know,

What is snake shedding? "

"what?!"

Crocodile's eyes shrank, only to realize that the Jones in front of him was a little different from before. The scales, which were black and hard before, now looked a little white and thin. It looks like a snake that has just shed its skin.

Turning the mummy out of the quicksand with a backhand, and looking at the cracked corpse, Crocodile finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that he had indeed sucked Jones dry before, but what he sucked dry was Jones' sloughed shell. Before that, Jones separated his body from the shell, even though he was still injured by the erosion force of the rustling fruit, but he avoided the end of becoming a mummy.

Then, waiting for Crocodile to sink himself into the quicksand, Jones broke through his shell and attacked him.

Looking at Crocodile's enlightened eyes, Jones smiled slightly: "Now, the second round begins! By the way, there is no time limit for me to shed my skin."

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Jones kicked off the ground... and ran in the opposite direction. Leaving Crocodile alone in place, staring blankly at his back.

A few seconds later, Crocodile gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed viciously: "How dare you play me! Bastard!!!"

Just kidding, I was sucked into that miserable state just now, and now Jones has no confidence to continue fighting the sand crocodile. Although he looked normal now, only he himself knew how much damage had occurred to his internal organs and muscles, and he had to endure severe pain even taking a breath.

If it wasn't for the fact that the quicksand was sinking deeper and deeper, and Jones would not be able to climb out later, and Jones was going to dig the sand and leave like a worm mother, he would have gone to sneak attack Crocodile.

This time, after all, I was too careless...

After half a year of practice, he thought that with his own strength and the ever-changing characteristics of the beast language fruit, it would be an easy task to take down a non-dominant Qi Wuhai.

But he never expected that Crocodile's development of the fruit would reach this level. Even if he wanted to resist that attack that sucked all the water out of his body, Jones couldn't do anything about it.

Think about it too, a Shichibukai who has no domineering cultivation and only uses fruit abilities, how much energy and effort will he put into developing his own fruit abilities?

Sometimes, when the devil fruit is well developed, you can really do whatever you want.

This sentence is really not a joke.

After this battle, Jones has already made plans. If there is a next time, he will definitely use his superior speed and strength to kill him without giving him any chance!

Of course, this is based on the premise that he can escape successfully...

Listening to the roar coming from behind, Jones couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up in his heart. This wave of routines is perfect!