The birth of Anilu turned the tide of the battlefield in an instant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoUnder the deterrence of Thor's big killer weapon, the navy has no time to take care of itself, let alone others. And Crockdahl was stained with the light of Anilu, and under the cover of thunder and lightning, he slaughtered all sides, and there was no enemy in the navy he encountered.

The sand and lightning glow, and when he played to his heart's content, Crockdahl's power on the battlefield was obviously not much worse than that of Anilu. After all, they are all capable of the natural system, and even the weakest natural system can be regarded as a military-level combat power, not to mention the Krokedahl, who was once the Seven Martial Seas and defeated the vice admiral.

Even if the Rustle Fruit's abilities are limited on this battlefield, Crockdahl can be called a mass killer.

For a while, after surviving the baptism of thunder and lightning, they were attacked by the sand of Crokedahl, and the navy was suddenly overwhelmed. And the pirates, who originally wanted to expand the results of the battle, wisely shrank back under the indiscriminate electric light.

As the saying goes, a thousand-mile embankment is destroyed in an anthill, let alone a tiger like Anilu.

Rao is G8 fortress is heavily defended, and under such an arrogant and unreasonable bombardment as Anilu, he has to admit it. Coupled with the coordination of Crockdahl, Luffy and others, the navy can't withstand such a powerful blow no matter how strong it is.

However, the so-called rigidity cannot be long, and softness cannot be kept. After the crazy large-scale lightning bombardment, the thunderclouds accumulated in the sky have also been greatly reduced, and the thunder and lightning power that can be used by Anilu has also been greatly weakened compared to before.

The most intuitive reaction is that the power of the thunder and lightning bombarded by Anilu has been weakened visibly with the naked eye. A lightning strike that could have opened a mountain and cracked rocks now hits the stone, leaving only a charred black mark.

Anilu was not stupid, so after venting his anger, he immediately knew his current situation.

The mental network skills he gained by becoming a god allowed him to "hear" the voices of the people on the battlefield, and it seemed that he had been planned to be on the side of the "pirates", with the two people he hated the most. The white figures in the battlefield in front of you are all enemies. Even if these guys were ants in his eyes, they were enough to threaten him.

With the help of thunderclouds in the sky, he regained his strength in his heyday. But with the consumption of lightning power, he was defeated, and then he was imprisoned, and all kinds of unfavorable factors accumulated in his body also exploded. At this time, he seems to be beautiful, but he has been hollowed out, and being strong on the outside is the best description for him.

And the crisis he faced was not only that, from the news he learned after he fell into Qinghai, all his power came from the Devil Fruit, a power that was incompatible with the sea of Qinghai. Without a boat, without a place to stay, the feeling of powerlessness to be immersed in the sea again was not allowed by his pride.

He's God! How can he be so powerless?!

So at this time, even if he hated Crockdahl and Luffy again, Anilu had to make a choice against his will and chose to cooperate with Crockdahl temporarily. Otherwise, he will only be left with a long battle exhaustion, and at that time, it is estimated that he will be captured by these ants belonging to the "navy", right?

Thinking of this, Anilu couldn't help but shudder. Obviously, the previous glory has ruined his character, and now he will encounter unlucky things one after another, and he will continue to meet nemesis and be suppressed to death.

"That kind of result!, how can you accept it!!" Inexplicably shouted to the sky, all of Anilu's electricity was gathered together, and the energy that had been turned into plasma was wrapped up with his raised arms, and finally converged into a huge ball of lightning with the crazy beating of the thunder god taiko drum behind him. With the wave of his arm, the plasma ball was like a cannonball, but it used a speed far beyond the cannonball to bombard towards the gate of the G8 fortress.

"Roar!" a huge thunderclap sounded, like the roar of a legendary dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Wow, I see!, the legendary 'Maruko'!" Crockdahl muttered, suppressing the throbbing in his heart and the inexplicable desire to complain.

Indeed, whether it's Yuyu Hakusho or Dragon Ball, or some other hot-blooded manga, the tricks in it seem to have a place for pills. And this shining plasma pill also successfully made Crockdahl fall into some kind of inexplicable frenzy, his eyes staring at Anilu in the air, and his lips trembled.

"Come on...... Roar it out, and after sending out the ball, roar the name of the move! What is it called? Electric Egg, Electric Spirit Pill, Plasma Wave, or Super Electromagnetic Cannon?"

However, Crockdahl's delusions were destined to be unanswered, and after issuing the ultimate, Anilu immediately fell into weakness, and did not even bother to say the name of the move. He was already in a bad state, and he was only barely fighting through the thunderclouds in the sky before, but at this time, because of his collapse, he even lost the strength to maintain himself in the air.

His limbs went limp, and Anilu, who was depressed for a while, lost his strength and became a free fall. But fortunately, before he fell into the sea, he still managed to turn into a flash of lightning, and fell accurately on the deck of the Tempest. It was a gamble for him, and the bet was that Crockdahl still had the heart to subdue him.

As he had guessed, he was dragged into the cabin after landing on the deck of the Tempest, and an old man in a floral shirt and beach pants began pouring various unknown liquids into his mouth. The lost strength and physical strength also quickly recovered after these strange liquids went down to the stomach.

The camera turns, and the attack that Anilu issued at a huge cost must be more than just a pill. The speed of the lightning was not enough to describe the speed of the ball lightning, and in a flash of lightning, the lightning made of plasma had collided with the flagship that Jonathan was riding.

Where the lightning flowed, even the air felt a burning sensation, as if the entire space was exhaling in pain. The lightning fell even more inexorably, and large swaths of sea water evaporated and turned into a mist covering the fortress.

The fog obscured everyone's vision, and for a moment no one could know what was going on in the fog. Like Crockdahl, he only felt the heat of the mist, the saltiness of the sea, and the brief deafness caused by the thunder that seemed to be the song of ten thousand birds.

Thunder and lightning are indeed the most powerful force in nature. In terms of destructive power alone, it is definitely the existence that surpasses all Devil Fruit abilities.

The chaos caused by Anilu spread like a T-virus. Not only inside the G8 fortress, but also outside the fortress, the navy, which was responsible for blocking the door, was also thrown into chaos due to the bombardment of ball lightning.

After all, such an attack that far exceeded the human power, and even if it didn't fall on their heads, just seeing it was enough to have a huge impact on their minds. What's more, at this time, the real shock affected them.

Even though the initial edge was resisted by Vice Admiral Jonathan's warship, the impact caused by the subsequent energy dissipation also caused the sea to fall into a state of churning. These battleships, which had originally laid out a perfect artillery formation, were instantly thrown into disarray under the push of the waves, and even worse, they collided with each other, leading to a new round of chaos.

In the face of such a good opportunity, if he still can't grasp it, Crockdahl can choose to disarm and return to the field, and he doesn't have to do any more One Piece dreams.

With a whistle, Crockdahl condensed the sand into a huge palm with all his might, slapped all the navies in its path into the sea, and then rushed back to the Tempest without hesitation. Although the Tempest was the first to be heavy, it was not easy to sink it with its huge hull.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the navy, the Tempest completed its initial acceleration. At this time, although he stumbled, he rushed out towards the door of the G8 fortress like a wild bull. At the same time, several cables flew out from the Tempest, firmly lassosing the almost scrapped Golden Merry, dragging it forward.

The Golden Merry was a miniature sailboat, and that weight didn't make the slightest difference compared to a giant like the Tempest. On the contrary, it was dragging such a tail behind him, which added a bit of unstoppable momentum to the attitude of the Rainstorm rushing forward.

The Tempest's movements woke up the chaotic navy, but it was powerless to stop it. The rushing Storm is like a bloodthirsty ancient beast, no one dares to attack it directly, not even the warships of smaller tonnage dare to stand in front of the Rainstorm, let alone their flesh and blood?

On the way forward of the Tempest, pirates continued to gather to protect the left and right, and even Luffy and his gang abandoned their previous suspicions and joined Crockdahl's team. The pirates fought so hard that these naval soldiers couldn't even harass them, and they regretted why they opposed Vice Admiral Jonathan's decision to set up internal firepower in the first place.

At the gate of the G8 fortress, the fog had dissipated at this time, and the interception fleet of the Navy could already be seen in the haze. I don't know how Jonathan managed to protect these naval warships under the attack of Anilu, and none of them were damaged. It's just that these ships are also piled up together because of the force of the impact, revealing a small gap in the door of the G8 fortress.

However, on the other hand, Jonathan looked like he was half-kneeling on the deck, with an electric arc still shining on his body, obviously in a state of paralysis. Judging from the blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, the price paid for resisting Anilu was not small.

"Little ones! speed up!Crush over!" a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Crocodall's mouth as he directed the Tempest to rush towards the gap that was not as wide as his own.

The naval warships on both sides of the gap let out a helpless **, and were violently pressed under the storm, and the blue seagulls on the snow-white sails were instantly torn apart, and the curtains were broken, like an English noblewoman wearing a keel corset, riding on her body by a dark and sturdy slave, breaking her dress little by little, and falling on the azure carpet......

The Tempest succeeded, and with an unstoppable momentum, it crushed the naval fleet that had blocked it, rushed out of the G8 fortress, and rushed towards the sea that represented freedom.

At this time, the sky is bright!