Standing in the air, his arms that continued to slash turned into thousands of overlapping phantoms, just like the legendary thousand-armed yaksha. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info whenever the long knife is swung, several slashes shoot out, although it is not as powerful as the slash of Eagle Eye, but it also completely bursts Zoro's hundred and eight troubles.

The barrage composed of slashes swept in like a storm, and even if Crockdahl tried his best, there was no way to completely block it, and there would still be slashes that slipped through the net and fell on the deck. Flying wood chips left a mark on the deck.

At the same time, Qingen and Piero, under the cover of the barrage of people, rushed to the battleship.

The battle between Krokdal and the vice admiral was in full swing. The collision of the shipwrights and the navy on the battleship also arrived**. Whether it is a sailor or a shipwright, they all have one idea in mind - to take down the enemy in front of them.

Needless to say, the shipwrights could only escape from Ascension if they defeated the seamen, so they fought desperately. On the other hand, the naval soldiers were a little timid in the battle. All they have to do is hold on, delay, and the longer they hold on, the closer victory will be to them.

So at the beginning of the battle, it was destined to be a tragic battle.

It's just that under the pressure of Luffy and others, the mentality of the two people has become a decisive factor. Without a heart to win, coupled with the fact that the momentum was suppressed as soon as it came up, even if the number was superior, the navy was still losing and retreating. Today, only a few non-commissioned officers are still with their subordinates, sticking to the control room and the cabin of the ship.

Depending on the situation, Luffy and they will soon be able to complete the suppression of the battleship - this is also the only thing that Crockdahl, who has time to pay attention to the battle situation, can be happy. However, he was also unable to help because of the clamping of the three lieutenant generals. Otherwise, with his ability, it would be a breeze to sweep these navies away.

At this time, the only person on the battlefield who did not participate in the battle may be Robin. Even Weiwei and Nami have joined the battle and done their part. Even the timid and cowardly Usopp held high the flag printed with the words "Alliance of the Combat-Owned" and hit the glass of the Navy warship with a slingshot......

Robin, who was detained by Hailou Shi's handcuffs, knelt on the ground weakly at this time, hiding his face and crying. Even if she had the heart to support, she couldn't even use a little strength. On the contrary, it is very easy, and it has become a weakness in the eyes of the navy, and there are constantly people in the navy who are trying to rush over in vain. However, her position seemed to be circled, and no one could approach it. Anyone who steps within the confines of the ring will be knocked out by the sudden appearance of sand.

Krokdahl was distracted to protect her, even in the midst of the fight.

Robin didn't know when he had been in this weak position, and he didn't know why he couldn't stop crying. She couldn't tell her mood, was it joy, pain, sorrow, or happiness?

Silently lying on the ground, so as not to let people see her face when she was weak. The way it was when it was painful was when Robin himself hated himself the most.

Fierce battlefields, fierce battles, crazy roars......

It all seemed to be in this moment, away from Robin's world. On the contrary, at this moment, she got unprecedented peace. In the mist of tears, it reflects the life of childhood, which seems to be too sweet dreams.

"Mom...... Everyone in O'Hara ......" choked up, and Robin muttered softly. When I was a child, I could always solve all her problems, and I always looked at her gently. In the past, when she thought of them, she was miserable, desperate, and helpless. And now, she felt a hint of ...... Happiness?

That warm feeling of finding a haven again...... It's like "home......

"We are witnesses to legends, recording the most authentic historical ......"

"Even what we know and what we write is absolutely inadmissible to 'reality......"

"But as long as O'Hara's blood remains, those who are blinded by 'reality' will never be able to deny the only 'true' ...... we have."

Slowly reciting the oath she had recited as a child, what she could not understand at the time, now burned her heart. Little by little, after the pain, it turned into a slightly cool throbbing.

A sweet smile, not mixed with any hypocritical innocence, appeared on Robin's face.

"Mom...... Sarong ...... I found it......"

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Countless pieces of gravel formed tentacles, constantly waving and pumping towards the sky. After shattering the flying slash, it will immediately crumble into sand, but it will soon merge into a new tentacle to fight against the slash.

It's just that this is only a symptom after all, and in the face of the pervasive slashing frenzy, such resistance seems to be a little weak. If it weren't for the pursuit of the number and density of slashes, the power of each slash that was dispersed would have become much smaller, I'm afraid that these "fish that slipped through the net" would have already smashed the battleship into a thousand holes.

At the same time, I have to praise the top warships of the Navy, the quality is excellent!

Of course, no matter how strong a battleship is, it can't help but continue to attack. Although these scattered slashes did not hurt the root of the battleship, they did cause damage.

The damage to the battleship is an irreversible process, and even if the shipwrights are full now, it is impossible to be beaten while pulling a team of hard workers to repair it like in the game. Moreover, these shipwrights are now in a fierce battle with the Navy soldiers for control of the warship, and they have no spare time to repair it.

If the attack of the human is not stopped, even the slightest damage will still cause damage to the battleship once it accumulates, and even collapse and disintegrate.

It's like a huge island of justice, which disappears from the map in a series of blows.

Although Crockdahl also knew that it was impossible to last long in the form of a barrage attack by a lieutenant general. But then, the three lieutenant generals, and the rest of the rear admirals, the navy, were enough to keep this seemingly endless offensive going.

The more stalemate there is, the more detrimental it will be to them. Once the rest of the navy encircled the warships they were in, they would be in a situation where they might as well fight to the death on the temporary island!

Although the temporary island deprived them of the possibility of escape, it also gave Crockdahl room to make a big move without any scruples. And now, under the rat trap, Crockdahl was a little afraid to use all those powerful moves, for fear that the aftermath of the attack would tear him off the ship......

How is he passive?!

He's like a big punching bag with the "Sea Pirate" label!

This was the first time Krokdal had felt such resentment at such constraints, not even when fighting the pheasant. This is not the embarrassment of being inferior to others, but the helplessness of being limited by various factors in the outside world.

In the midst of the anxiety, the flashes of the figures of the other two lieutenant generals seemed to make matters worse.

"Get out of the way! Sandstorm!" was frustrated, and all of it was vented with Crockdahl's angry shouts.

The whirlwind and the flying sand immediately enveloped the battleship. At the same time, the two Qingen who took the opportunity to bully into the battleship were blown away, and once again moved away from the range where the battleship was.

With the strength of the two lieutenant generals, although the sandstorm is difficult to hurt them, the wind is not something they can resist. In particular, when Crockdahl set off a sandstorm, he also borrowed the already violent air flow in the air, and the wind brought by Akula Ragnar was invisibly turned into his own strength by Crockdahl.

In addition to blowing the two of them away, the swirling sandstorm also became an ironclad barrier, protecting the battleship. The slash that came from the dancing dance, when it came into contact with this layer of wind and sand, suddenly hit the beach like rain, stirring up thousands of ripples.

Although the sandstorm cannot be compared with absolute defense, there is an artistic conception that water cannot be poured at the moment. The endless slashing frenzy, in the sandstorm of contact, although the grit flies, is also successfully neutralized, or blown aside by the spinning force, and it is difficult to break through this seemingly thin layer of defense.

However, although this method is more convenient and powerful than that of the sand blade to resist, it also consumes more power. Just as the human flurry can't last, Crockdahl can't hold on to this sandstorm for long.

Especially on the sea, the humid air already limited his ability, and the breath of the sea increased his physical exertion speed a lot. Although he knows that as long as he doesn't fall into the sea, he will be fine, but sometimes the influence of this invisible psychological pressure is irresistible even by Crockdahl.

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

The collision of the slash and the sandstorm erupted into a dense explosion like a drumbeat, and the aftermath of the emanation turned the sea into waves, and the battleship also swayed under the force of this wave of impact. Many of the shipwrights and sailors who failed to stand their feet fell to the ground.

However, this is also the last madness of the slashing barrage, after this wave of indiscriminate bombardment broke out, the lieutenant general in the air immediately stepped on the moon and retreated. Although she couldn't see her face clearly in her armor, Crockdahl felt it for the first time that the momentum of the lieutenant general had become extremely scattered.

Obviously, this is a manifestation of too much consumption and unsustainable.

Crockdahl raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise flashing across his face. Indeed, as he had guessed, the barrage attack by the lieutenant general could not last long, and was even shorter than he expected.

"Did you reach the limit in just a dozen seconds?" Crockdahl thought to himself, "Is it because of the congenital lack of physical strength as a woman, or is it because of the excessive consumption on Justice Island......?"

It's impossible to know for sure, but it's a good thing.

The thought of lightning flashed by, and Krokdal seemed to see the existence of victory in a trance. However, reality did not give him time to think carefully, just when the barrage of Lieutenant General Yuren had just stopped, Lieutenant General Kyung Eun didn't know when, he actually appeared less than five meters in front of him!