The sky is blue, and there are no clouds. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info so it seems that the red sun is also more brilliant, and under the sun, people always have a warm feeling.

However, on a small nameless island in the middle of the Great Voyage, the situation in the sky was completely opposite, and the bitter cold wind swept the yellow sand and filled the entire island.

Two boats, one large and one small, anchored outside the island, swaying with the turbulence of the current.

It's the Tempest and the Golden Merry.

After Crockdahl and Pheasant exchanged hands, the two ships hurriedly left the confines of the island. The pirates, whether they were miscellaneous soldiers or high-ranking spies, could only watch from afar. The battle between Crockdahl and the pheasant is not something they can meddle in.

The collision of yellow sand and ice, the level of power has exceeded the limit of what they can touch. Only Anilu might be qualified to get involved, right?

But alas, Anilu has long since lost the strength to fight. The accumulation of long-term imprisonment, as well as the forced explosion of oppression of the body during the breakout, have already squeezed out the last trace of his potential, and even his vitality has been lost, and the reduction of his life span is inevitable, but it is just that it has not appeared because of the stimulation of the electric current.

Now because of the stimulation of the pheasant's cold air, the latent injuries in Anilu's body erupted together, and he suddenly became a person who couldn't even bend his fingers, and if it wasn't for the emergency treatment of Kulokas, maybe it would be even more serious.

The cold air on Qingzhi's body turned the whole island into an Iceland, and the scenery of birds and flowers everywhere has now become a world of ice and snow, and everything in the world has been frozen into ice sculptures.

It can be seen that on the trees that were completely frozen by ice, the birds that used to sing loudly are the same as before, but they have become static specimens. On the flowers and plants, the dew brought up in the early morning turned into ice droplets, reflecting the colorful brilliance, hanging on the delicate and transparent leaves, on the petals, like the most beautiful works of art.

However, Crokdal, who has been transformed into the sands, is like a demon who has savagely broken into this beautiful wonderland, destroying it all with madness and recklessness, eager to turn everything made of ice into powder.

The area of the battlefield, starting with the battle of two people, has been expanding. Originally just a part of the island, then an entire island, and now even the sea is a place where they fight. The once rough sea has now been turned into ice by the ability of the child, and if it is not accidentally damaged, this part of the completely frozen sea surface can remain for at least three months.

Ice Age, just like the name of the pheasant's move. With his full strength, he was even able to construct a permafrost ice field, the kind of cold that freezes all life, and even time cannot melt.

However, at this time, it was not the stage of the pheasant alone, and the co-starring Crockdahl appeared as a saboteur, and the raging sand gradually shattered the ice and snow world constructed by the pheasant. The shattered world was eroded by the sands and turned into a place of death.

It is also a forbidden area for life, but the desert is the complete opposite of the ice field, it is a manic flow of death, but it is also a spectacle of forging ahead, between movement and stillness, but it is like the intersection of two worlds.

Sand and ice, yellow and ice blue, two extreme substances constantly collide and disintegrate. The dryness and heat of the desert and the bitter cold of the glacier collide with two completely opposite attributes, bringing only destruction.

As Crockdahl fights the pheasant, the island's environment is constantly changing. Deserts and glaciers alternate back and forth, turning the area where the island is located into two extreme worlds, but there is a strange blend in them. The ice fields in the desert and the sand in the glacial world constitute a magical landscape that is absolutely impossible to appear in the world.

Although the battle has been extremely fierce since the beginning, it has not been long.

However, during the battle, Krokdal felt a huge pressure, even more than when he faced Hawkeye. Now it seems to be an even situation, but Crockdahl knows very well how much he has paid, and the loss of physical strength alone is much more than that of the pheasant, and the only result of delaying it is that he lacks stamina and loses.

This can be seen in the fact that the ice fields gradually extend beyond the desert. And Crockdahl is obviously much stronger now than he was against Hawkeye!

Is a pheasant stronger than Hawkeye?

Not really!

When it comes to combat effectiveness, Crockdahl really can't tell which of these two men is stronger or weaker, and if they don't fight head-on once, it is estimated that no one can assert victory. Pheasant is strong in his natural ability, but Hawkeye, as the world's number one swordsman, has fighting skills and penance swordsmanship, but it is enough to offset this gap in ability.

But alas, Crockdahl is not Hawkeye.

Although his strength is slightly inferior to these two, it is not so big as to have an overwhelming situation. The reason for this disadvantage is precisely the way he fights.

Crockdahl is not an eagle-eyed person who fights by swordsmanship or physical strength, but a natural ability.

The ability of the natural system is strong, but it also has huge constraints. Let's not talk about the weakness of ability, there is also a relationship of restraint between different natural systems, or the suppression of superiors and subordinates. It's like lava is to fire. In addition, there is also the environment in which the ability of the natural system restricts the use of the natural system.

In the case of Crockdahl himself, his combat effectiveness in the desert can be exerted extraordinarily, and the desert where yellow sand can be seen everywhere is his home field. On the other hand, if there is no place to make sand in the middle of the sea, it will have a huge impact on his battle, and it is doubtful whether he will be able to exert half of his combat power at this time.

The current situation is like this, although while fighting, Crockdahl uses the power of eroding reincarnation to turn the island into sand, but it cannot be compared to the pheasant.

Water molecules in the air can be frozen into ice by the pheasant for him to drive. What's more, the vast sea around the island will provide him with a steady stream of ice to back up. With the accumulation of ice cubes, the influence of ice force and cold air also makes the cold wind howling in the place where the island is located, which does not need the ability of pheasants to be stimulated, and can even become frozen soil.

In this case, the step of breaking through the ice and transforming the yellow sand consumes the power of Crockdahl additionally. Before you know it, the sea connected to the island has been frozen into a huge piece of ice, and even though half of the island still belongs to the desert of Crockdahl, it has actually fallen into the net of pheasants.

The battlefield has been turned into his home turf by the pheasant. The ice spread, slowly but surely invading the territory of the yellow sand. Correspondingly, the amount of sand that Crockdahl was able to use was slowly decreasing.

As time went on and the battle deepened, the situation in which Krokdal found himself became more and more disadvantaged. What was originally a battle of attacking and defending each other gradually turned into a 3-point attack and a 7-point defense. Nowadays, Crockdahl is more just using the power of the Devil Fruit to barely maneuver, and the occasional sandstorm can barely block it for a while.

Left and right, is the portrayal of Crockdahl today. If the situation does not change, then all Krokdahl can do is calculate the time of his defeat.

Even if the pheasant is a naval admiral, isn't he also a Seven Martial Sea? And after the battle with Hawkeye, the battle with the flying squirrel, and the advantage of the traverser, his strength has far surpassed that of the past, why is the gap in strength still so big?

Crockdahl couldn't help but become agitated, and his heart became more and more troubled, as if something was accumulated in his heart, and it became much more difficult to breathe. The experience of having been smooth sailing since the crossing made him arrogant and arrogant, thinking that he had surpassed the former Crockdahl and became an equal to the four emperors and admirals.

I'm really ...... What about arrogance!

Given a hard blow from reality, Crockdahl woke up from his false arrogance. Even though he is in the middle of a tense battle now, he can't help but be distracted.

"Crokdahl, you're really embarrassed. The childish hand turned to ice and shattered one of Crockdahl's sand knives, seizing Crockdahl's distraction and leaving a bloody streak on his shoulder. The domineering attack made Crockdahl's attempt to elementalize water, but at the same time, it also aroused his blood.

"Hmph! less wordy!" he snorted, the pain in his shoulder made Crockdahl's cheeks twitch, and the blood from the ruptured wound instantly froze into blood-red ice edges.

The good news was that the wound had stopped bleeding due to the freezing without treatment, and the bad news was that the cold enveloped him, making Crockdahl's movements stiff and slower due to the effects of the freezing.

"Damn, annoying abilities......" Crockdahl gritted his teeth, his voice almost squeezing out between his teeth. Controlling the sand to rub the wound over it, although this makes the wound hideous and terrifying, it also removes the negative effect of freezing. At the same time, the hook in his left hand waved horizontally, slashing towards the neck of the child, and a cyclone had formed in his right hand.

"Oops, annoyed, angry?" the childish elemental turned into a frozen man, and the whole person melted into the ice, but the light and fluttering sound lingered in Crockdahl's ears.

"Shut up!!" with a loud roar, Crockdahl slammed the cyclone in his hand into the ground, and then, like a volcanic eruption, the yellow sand poured out around him, rushing towards the young boy who was just about to attack. The overwhelming yellow sand made Qingzhi frown, and he had to flash away again.

"Damn...... If I can master domineering......" Crockdahl's voice was unwilling, although the occasional attack also carried the power of domineering, but he was never able to master this power. He's at a disadvantage right now, and there's a reason for that. While this proves that Krokdahl still has the potential to improve, it does not help the current situation in the future.