Greed is the most essential desire in the heart of human beings. At the same time www.biquge.info greed is also defined as the existence of original sin.

Although greed is not the first sin in the order of the Divine Comedy, once there is such a thing, greed is indeed the most difficult to get rid of. Greed never ends.

And greed is something that everyone can't avoid. When you get what you need, you naturally want more. This gulf of desire, which can never be filled, is greed.

However, greed isn't always bad. It's like the so-called desire, there is a desire to have a struggle, can you say that the desire is wrong? No.

The same goes for natural greed.

Proper greed will keep people motivated, while excessive greed will only lead people into an endless abyss.

Crockdahl makes no secret of the fact that he is a greedy man, and that he has long been trapped in it. So when he has power, he longs for more power, and when he has power, he longs for higher power.

Wealth, fame, power.

The more Crockdahl had, the more he pursued something like this, craving for more. He will never be satisfied with these desires, for these ambitions.

You can say that he is a superficial person, but there is no doubt that this kind of superficial person is all over the world, and no one will be an exception, the difference is only in the difference in what he desires. That's why the Age of Discovery appeared, so there are many, many young people who will embark on a voyage because of the rumors of an ethereal treasure.

Perhaps those people will be decorated with some beautiful, uplifting words, such as dream, adventure, partner...... But it is inevitable that it will involve "desire". If there is no desire, it is just an ideal, and it will not make so many people set foot on the deck and sail.

Crockdahl is one of them, rich and dangerous, and he can risk his life to pay for greed. But he also knew another word besides greed, Liling Zhidi. So he has been refraining from taking risks, forcing himself not to do things that are too much of his ability.

There is a fifty percent chance of success, and he will do it and fight for that half of the success rate. After all, there is a fifty percent chance of either life or death, and if you fight hard, success will not be too far. After all, if you want to get benefits, you can never be safe. Nor will there be benefits in the world that can be obtained without paying a price.

But if the odds are less than fifty percent, then it is no longer a desperate thing, but a gamble. In gambling, only the dealer wins, and when he is not the dealer, it is pure death.

Obviously, Piero did not know this, or knew it, but forgot the danger in the face of great possible benefits. Even if it's just a sweet bait. So his excessive greed brought him disaster. Before his ambition could be carried out, he died in infancy.

In the belly of the dragon, there is an eye of the storm. Endless sand swirls like countless blades, inflicting Ling Chi on the prey that falls into it.

Can you imagine such a picture?

Countless blades are constantly cutting, even if it is an iron wall, it is estimated that it can be pierced and turned into a thousand holes, right? And at this moment, in the sandstorm, the three lieutenant generals who still can't get rid of their flesh and blood, I'm afraid that even if they don't die, they will lose most of their lives!

Although it is impossible to see the scene in the dragon's belly for sure, just by imagining it, it has already shocked the people who see it. An instinctive fear that made them take a step back. It seems that they want to take this step to distance themselves from the nightmare and away from that dangerous place.

As if hearing their hearts, the yellow sand dragon swayed its body in the air, and between the swings, three bloody shadows were thrown into the sea like cannonballs.

The shadow was swallowed up by the waves with a bloody light, and when it fell into the sea, it did not even cause the slightest splash.

Even if the navy knew that these were the three lieutenant generals they respected, it was really difficult to associate these three undiscernible shadows with those few people.

When they looked at Crockdahl again, the fear had unconsciously penetrated into their bones. Even the dragon, which did not look very similar, was a little more hideous and terrifying in their eyes.

"Lieutenant General!" shouted loudly, and the three major generals who were adjutants rushed to the sea without hesitation. Seeing the battle situation change, their commanders are unable to help because they don't know whether they are alive or dead, and I am afraid that it will become a hurdle in their hearts for a long time. Even, become an obstacle to their growth.

Crockdahl only glanced at it for a moment, then withdrew his gaze. He had no intention or energy to pay attention to these defeated subordinates. On the contrary, it is more important to defeat the remaining personnel of the Navy as quickly as possible and escape.

The combined attack that had just crushed the three lieutenant generals seemed to be devastating, but in fact, the consumption of Krokdal was extraordinarily large. Especially the aura that seemed to be exploding, and it was a counterattack that was forced to the extreme.

He is not a perpetual motion machine, nor is he the protagonist of the blood flow, he has the resilience against the sky. No matter how strong his strength is, there is a limit. The current outbreak is equivalent to the last blow before the oil runs out, and when this gas is consumed, he will really be powerless to fight anymore.

With a long exhale, enduring the feeling of mental and physical exhaustion at the same time, Crockdahl struggled to manipulate the Yellow Sand Dragon to swoop down again. Even if there was a constant feeling of weakness and weakness in his body, and the suppressed headache was reloaded with a more violent posture, he could only force himself to launch the final attack.

Fortunately, his external strength is not known to outsiders, and on the battleships that were targeted for attack, the navy was already dumbfounded, panicked and at a loss.

At this time, they were as if they were naked and standing alone in the wind and snow, so fragile and powerless. One by one, as if they were seeing the end of the world, they fell into endless terror. Even the warships they were proud of could not give them any sense of security.

The Yellow Sand Dragon swooped down, its mouth wide open as if to mock their cowardice. The fierce wind pressure swept many of the unstable or weak sailors into the air, and then followed in the footsteps of their commanders, and were swallowed by the waves with a rain of blood.

The sailors were killed, and the warships they were on were naturally not spared.

The angry dragon's mouth "bitten" fiercely on the battleship. The dragon raised its head, and the ship was pulled out of the sea. Then the dragon's body turned into a sandstorm again, completely enveloping the battleship and spinning violently.

Under the ravages of yellow sand, the battleship made an overwhelmed sound, and in the "squeak" sound of twisted wood, first the strong and tough canvas was beaten into a sieve by the gravel, and then the hardness far exceeded the steel bar, and the tenacity was even more than the wooden skeleton, which turned into pieces of sawdust under the bite of the wind and sand, and finally the bones were gone.

It's horrible!

Seeing with my own eyes that one of the Navy's most elite main warships was directly torn to pieces, such an intuitive visual stimulation made everyone in the Navy turn pale and palpitate.

The warship they were riding on was naturally not an ordinary road cargo. Rather, it is made from the finest wood, made by the best boatmen. In this world full of black technology, not to mention those weird and powerful shipbuilding technologies, it is not easy to say that many magical special woods, which are far superior to steel in terms of hardness and toughness, are not easily damaged.

The main battleships of the navy, especially the ones sent to carry out the demon slaying order, use materials that are at least second-class precious wood, if not the sacred wood of Adam Treasure Tree, right?

Otherwise, when fighting Crockdahl, the attack of Qing En and Yuren would not have only caused some damage to the battleship.

Is it because they don't attack? Apparently not! The root cause is that the wood is hard and absorbs impact.

However, this battleship, which was extremely tough in their eyes, was directly crushed to pieces under an attack by Crockdahl. At this time, there were still many pieces of wood floating on the surface of the sea, and in the face of the iron-clad facts, no matter how much they exaggerated the strength of the big warship in their hearts, they could only swallow their saliva silently in fear.

And together with the battleship, there is also a sense of superiority that they are proud of, especially the self-confidence of the elite of the navy.

After destroying the battleship, the yellow sand showed no sign of stopping, but became more and more intense, and the sandstorm suddenly spread like a canopy of heaven. It's like a yellow cloud, completely enveloping this sea area.

At the same time, Krokdal's face became more and more ugly, and the complexion that had been slightly yellow a moment ago was as if it had been bleached, gradually turning from thick to light, and the roots and tendons on his cheeks could be faintly seen.

What seems like an easy blow just now, but it's actually not that simple.

The battleship is indeed sturdy and sturdy, and it is not so easy to break by the grinding of yellow sand alone. Even if it is destroyed, it will not collapse as it is now. However, this statement does not take into account Crockdahl's ability.

His rustling fruit could have turned everything in the world into yellow sand. At this moment, I have comprehended the true meaning of the fruit's ability, and it has accelerated this process of weathering and cracking thousands of times......

As a result, in an instant, the most elite warships of the Navy have fundamentally turned into piles of yellow sand. Even the tofu scum project was not as good as the battleship, and the battleship was easily destroyed, which also created this amazing scene.

This seems to be an easy thing to understand, but apart from Crockdahl, even Luffy, who fought with him, probably doesn't know much about it. Naturally, the people of the navy were even more unbelievable, coupled with the aura of the domineering explosion of the Krokdal overlord color before......

Their psychological defense line finally collapsed at this moment. If no one can save their morale at this time, even if Crockdahl passes out in front of them, they won't be able to muster up the courage to pursue them, right?

"Finally succeeded......

Under the yellow sand, a smile overflowed Krokdal's tired face. Even if he was unable to completely tear apart the Demon Slaying Order at this time, from another point of view, he had already won.

"Little ones, sail, pull anchors, set sail!!"

Looking up again, although the fatigue has not faded, he is extraordinarily energetic.