The wind on the sea was stronger, and it made the clothes rattle. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The mist that filled the info was carried by the wind, and it pounced on Crockdahl's face and body. The feeling of coolness and purity, with a slight salty and wet smell, made him feel a wave of disgust.

His throat was a little itchy and he suddenly wanted to smoke. Reach into your arms, but there was nothing but those two important cloth bags. All you can feel is the feeling of your heart beating.

"Heh......" Crockdahl chuckled, but his face was full of self-deprecation, and he was actually nervous......

The sea breeze carried away the fog, as if to lift the looming veil, revealing the true face of the navy. Ten warships, forming a mountain formation, approached where he was.

A moment of disappointment flashed in Krokdahl's eyes, he had expected that after the alarm, the nearest battleship would arrive first. After all, Justice Island is not small, and if it is to be surrounded, these warships are bound to disperse. In that case, it would be much easier for him to snatch a warship.

It's a pity that the navy is still too cautious. They went to battle only after their ranks had been regrouped. Or perhaps it was because of Crockdahl's prestige, and with the experience of Red Blood and Symantec, they didn't dare to take risks. But it was precisely this choice that made Crockdahl extinguish his heart to be cunning, and they could only be hard.

On the three warships in the center of the front row of the navy, a figure wearing a lieutenant general's robe stood each. This is the backbone of the Navy and the most feared opponent of Crockdahl.

One-on-three, or in the case of his own poor form, Crockdahl is difficult to say victory, at most it is a balanced situation.

In terms of high-level combat power, if it is said that Krokdal can compete, the situation in the middle and lower levels of the battle is not optimistic. Regardless of Robin, Nami, and others with almost zero combat effectiveness, even if Luffy can barely be classified as a middle-level, but with their strength, they can fight at most with people at the level of the Navy.

The elite non-commissioned officers on the navy side can be crushed by numbers alone.

What's more, including Crockdahl, there are only about 100 of them, of which less than 40 are shipwrights from Carrera, but there are more people from the Frankie family. Although they are also considered boatmen, after all, they are different from ordinary boatmen, and they come from a wild road, and they have a special talent in escaping that others do not have.

On the navy side, each of the 10 warships sent by the Demon Slayer Order is equipped with 1,000 sailors as standard. Even if there is some damage on the island of justice, there are as many as six or seven thousand people left.

Even if Krokdal succeeded in stimulating the desire to fight among these people in the Capital of Seven Waters, in the face of the navy's numerical superiority of dozens of times, these people seemed to be a drop in the bucket, and it was difficult to make waves.

After all, it's still up to you......

Not only is there a huge disparity in troops, but you can also see damp marks on the temporary islands under your feet, which are the result of the seepage of seawater. The battle was arguably the hardest one Crockdahl had ever faced.

In a trance, he had a feeling that as long as he won this battle, he would be able to upgrade and advance.

A strong war spirit permeated the area, affecting people's hearts and minds, and they became bloodthirsty and aggressive.

Fighting has become a part of Crockdahl's life, and he can't get rid of it in his life. It's like the life of a pirate, even if it's a landlubber who can't enter the water, even if it's a fruit ability that will be severely suppressed on the sea, but these disadvantages can't make him abandon such a life.

The salty sea breeze, the world full of water vapor, even if you are disgusted, you are also intoxicated by it. The great horror between life and death, the days when he was on the verge of death, were extraordinarily exciting and addicted to him.

The only building in the harbor was demolished by the Frankie family and turned into weapons for the boatmen to hold in their hands, and in the dockyard was a huge wooden barrel. In addition, everything on the temporary island is nowhere to be hidden.

But again, it's the best battle ring. There is no cover-up, there are just real battles and fist-to-flesh fights.

Facing the direction of the naval fleet, Crockdahl suddenly closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The passage of time seemed to slow down, the sound of the wind in his ears seemed to suddenly become illusory, the subtle sound seemed to be elongated, and a clear and alienated strange feeling filled his heart.

"Whew...... Whew......"

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

He could feel his heavy but not rapid breathing, a strong but rhythmic heartbeat. Then, the passionate and wild battle cry came to my ears. His eyes were closed, but his spirit seemed to be above the nine heavens, overlooking the world below him. It's a wonderful feeling, and it also excites his spirits.

Crockdahl exhaled heavily, suppressing the tension in his heart. It was a sensation he had never experienced before, as if the cells in his whole body were beating actively, and there was a feeling that seemed to tremble, and he couldn't extricate himself.

He was destined to belong only to the sea, and he was destined to sink deeper and deeper in such days.

Opening his eyes, a confident and calm expression appeared on Crockdahl's face. He believes that no one can stop him.

Seeing the naval fleet approaching closer, Crockdahl raised his hand first. In the next moment, thousands of slashes made of yellow sand instantly tore through the air and headed towards the battleship coming from the navy. It's his greeting and his way of greeting. If you can't take this wave of attacks, then you won't even be qualified to fight him.

The king can only see the king.

At the moment when the yellow sand flying through the sky flooded the naval warship, an earth-shattering cheer sounded behind him.

Invisibly, Crockdahl has become the core of these people in the City of Seven Waters, and even if he doesn't explain it, he also recognizes his position as the leader from the heart.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

In a series of explosions, the three warships broke through the invasion of the yellow sand without hindrance. This was a battleship guarded by the lieutenant general himself, and the ineffectiveness of the attack had long been expected by Crockdahl.

Then, in the smoke and dust, three more warships strode proudly, and although they were hindered, they were only slowed down a little.

A giant man with a shield, a girl with a gun, and a samurai in armor, just like their commanders, the three lieutenants stood out. Although it is not as leisurely as the third lieutenant general, it is also majestic.

Because of Crockdahl's attack, the naval side was disrupted. At this time, there were four warships that originally belonged to Red Blood and Symantec, which looked a little embarrassed.

For a moment, the cheers of the shipwrights were even louder, as if they had won the battle before it began.

Even if the huge gap in strength is placed in the most conspicuous position like a chasm, the boatmen are still high-spirited, like lions out of the cage. Their eyes were firmly fixed on Crockdahl's body, full of respect and admiration. Both because of his strength and because of his spirit.

The distance between the two parties has become closer, and they can already see each other's faces clearly.

The people on the navy side, the moment they approached, also locked their eyes firmly on Crockdahl's body, and they could no longer stagger away.

They were curious about what the person who triggered the Demon Slaying Order was like and what kind of ability he had. In the same way, there is also an unconcealed fear in their gaze.

"He is actually laughing? In this situation, he is still so confident...... a strange feeling crossed the hearts of the sailors, and they were suddenly frightened.

Crockdahl's smile at this time, they were a little incomprehensible. It was a sneer mixed with confidence and contempt. It seems to be laughing at the weakness of the navy, and seems to have foreseen the failure of the Demon Slaying Order.

It's just a smile, but it makes the people on the navy side feel that their momentum is a little weaker. The feeling made them resentful, but they had nowhere to complain, and they held it in their chests as if it was about to explode.

"Ahem!"

The aging Lieutenant General Piero coughed suddenly, but the unpleasant sound waves echoed over the battlefield like morning bells and dusk drums, and the aftermath lingered and tossed. Hearing the old man's voice, the people in the navy suddenly woke up from that strange mood, and when they looked at Crockdahl again, they no longer had the strange feeling they had before.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's really worthy of the former Seven Martial Seas, and it's been put on the table, flamboyant. Piero grinned, and the wrinkles on his face were stacked on top of each other.

"Cut, sure enough, the person is old and fine, and he was pulled back a game. Crockdahl took a sip. Being destroyed by Piero and not finishing the whole work made him very unhappy.

What seems to be an ordinary temptation has long been undercurrent. The navy took advantage of its military strength to oppress spiritually and surrender without a fight. And Crockdahl is the first to take the lead and shock the momentum of the navy.

Each one move, in terms of the competition for momentum, seems to be evenly divided, but after all, what Crockdahl is making is a small road, and the military strength of the navy is there, and if it is pushed desperately, some gaps in momentum will not affect the overall situation at all. I'm afraid that's why Piero said something like that, but he didn't think it was a fool's errand.

The isolated island they occupied, formerly known as the port of Justice Island, was not very big, but it was enough to accommodate a thousand people in a fight. It's just that no matter how big it is, he can't make it a real battlefield. Otherwise, they will be dragged into an endless quagmire until the ground collapses beneath their feet.

Whether it is the use of the alarm to issue a war letter, or the battle for momentum, Krokdahl's purpose has never changed! That is, to snatch food from the mouth of the navy and grab a ship!

"Boom!"

The thunder exploded, like a battle order, and the final decisive battle broke out suddenly in this thunder!

"Super!!Wind sprays!! bastards!

In Frankie's frantic roar, all the navy still couldn't believe it afterwards, and even someone hiding in the mist on a piece of ice floe watching the excitement almost fell into the sea......

The huge wooden barrel on the temporary island swelled suddenly, and then when the barrel expanded to the limit and was about to explode, extremely compressed air sprayed out down the pipe, and under the force of recoil, the temporary island soared into the air......