Although it cannot be specifically detected, it is a sea area that is thousands of nautical miles away from the side of Justice Island. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn the surface of the sea, a huge piece of solid ice floats, and you can faintly see the figure of a pheasant in the blue ice.

"Click......" A series of cracking sounds were heard, and a few cracks appeared on the ice. Then, like a demon crawling out of the abyss, the frost-covered pheasant poked its head out of the crack.

"Ahh......h It's nice to be alive......" Looking up at the sky, the sun is not brilliant, but warm. On the white face of the pheasant, a rare trace of warmth appeared. That's the smile that belongs to those who live for the rest of their lives.

"Crockdahl...... What a crazy guy......"

Sighing softly, the pheasant closed its eyes and felt the warmth of the sun. But he couldn't forget the scene a few days ago.

It seemed like a devastating scene......

Under the stimulation of Krokdahl, Akula Ragnar, which was originally just a tsunami, was upgraded to a super-catastrophic typhoon. The rising tide was swept away by the typhoon and became an accelerant.

Typhoons that spanned several nautical miles were constantly sucking in the sea, tearing apart everything in its path.

Whether it was the ocean, the air, or even the space, it was torn apart by this violent typhoon. And it is difficult to heal for a long time......

In order to maintain the hardness of the ice and not be torn apart by the typhoon, the pheasants are exhausted. I don't have time to pay attention to where the violent typhoon will be, and what kind of behemoth will it develop into......

However, the person of Crockdahl was firmly remembered by him in the depths of his heart.

Unforgettable.

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The air flow whistled and swept through, and the wind penetrated directly into the surface. All of a sudden, the earth shook constantly, and in the midst of the dust, the music could hear a clattering sound.

This is a small island on the Great Shipping Route, and it is not surprising to be a small island. There are mountains, water, woods, and all kinds of strange flora and fauna. And like most of the islands on the Great Voyage, there was a small town on it, built on the harbor, and it also flourished with the advent of the Age of Discovery.

As in the time of the pirates, the rise of pirates coincided with the flourishing of maritime trade.

But the reason for bringing up this island alone now is the strange celestial phenomenon that suddenly appeared here - for some unknown reason, since a month ago, strange whirlwinds have been blowing every day behind the island.

Naturally, this phenomenon attracted the attention of the townspeople, and some so-called astronomers came here to observe, but without exception, it was like a meat bun beating a dog, and it was gone forever. In addition, whenever the whirlwind rises, there is a howl similar to a monster, so gradually, a rumor slowly spreads - there are mythical beasts behind the island, and no one should enter it.

And there are some people who so-called witness with their own eyes, this so-called divine beast is a dragon.

Now it's time for the dragon to come out of its nest, and the townsfolk are stepping out of their homes to reach the highest peak of the island. I don't know how it spread, saying that if you can see the appearance of the dragon, you will be blessed. Again, this is undoubtedly a show-off capital. No, many people are holding cameras and telescopes in their hands, looking forward to it.

Of course, there are also reporters and the like, as long as they take pictures of the legendary dragon, then the road to a promotion and a salary increase to marry Bai Fumei will not be far away......

At this time, everyone on the mountain peak was watching the whirlwind intently, either nervously or expectantly. Immediately, they noticed that there were suddenly wisps of silk cracks on the ground. It was as if the earth could not withstand the ravages of the violent air currents, and suddenly it became fragmented.

This discovery made the townspeople exclaim. After the exclamation, a series of flashing lights dazzled the eyes. At the same time, the eldest girl and the little daughter-in-law also began to talk about it habitually.

The storm swept up, the earth cracked, and there was a precarious scene. However, it seemed that the wind was mostly attracted to the ground, and the violent whirlwind suddenly became much softer.

And at this moment, the situation suddenly changed again.

The raging whirlwind suddenly split, and the huge cyclone suddenly cracked open, turning into two relatively small whirlwinds, one on the left and one on the right.

Of course, although the big cyclone splits up, the appearance of two cyclones naturally expands the range of the wandering, and the increase in the number of them also intensifies the degree of damage to the ground. In an instant, the sand flew away, and the dust and smoke filled the air. The scattered branches and leaves are enough to make everyone retreat.

The whirlwind split in two, seemingly centered on a point, and swirled rapidly. However, no matter how powerful the whirlwind is, it cannot get out of a certain range. Not only that, but after a moment of winding and winding, the two whirlwinds suddenly shook again, and each split again.

Instantaneous, one in two, two in four. The sand was in the dust, the wind was howling, and while the townspeople were stunned, four seemingly penetrating but slender whirlwinds swirled around the center.

However, this is just the beginning......

In the short time that followed, the four whirlwinds suddenly began the process of splitting again. Four is divided into eight, eight into sixteen, and sixteen into thirty-two......

When the sixty-four pillars of wind are irregular, but they are confined to a certain range, even the great voyage known for its strange and changeable climate is the first time to see it. I can't help but think that many people who are skeptical also think that this is actually a divine beast like a dragon.

As the cyclone mounted, the sand and dust became more and more abundant, obscuring everything. The people who stood on the mountain peak and watched from afar could not see anything except in the dusk. It's as if those whirlwinds have infinite suction, rolling up and tearing everything such as sand, gravel, dirt, branches and leaves, to shreds.

It stands to reason that the more cyclones there are, the more chaotic the currents become. However, these sixty-four whirlwinds were in order, not interfering with each other, and moving in their own ways. But at the same time, these whirlwinds seem to echo each other, and although the trajectory of the rotation is messy, it seems to have some kind of special rhythm.

A whirlwind swept through like a typhoon, destroying everything in its path. And at the same time as the whirlwind, these whirlwinds silently began to divide the pace. As the whirlwind continued to split, the originally huge and monstrous storm gradually turned into hundreds of small whirlwinds. The strength of these small whirlwinds is very weak, and they can no longer maintain a posture of non-interference. They collided with each other, and soon these whirlwinds turned into a breeze blowing in their faces, and they no longer had any deterrent effect.

If you look closely, you will see that the cyclone is not a cyclone that rolls up sand by air currents, but a cyclone formed by the rotation of sand.

"At most, is it only like this......" A soft sigh came from the dust, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen, who was it not Crockdahl?

As the last whirlwind cleared, the place calmed down and the dust cleared, and the sky cleared again.

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On the sea, the red-haired Shanks' ship and Whitebeard's ship retracted their sails at the same time, slowing down, staggering past each other.

The monster statues on the bow of the ship seemed to roar at each other, and there seemed to be ripples in the air.

"Welcome the red-haired captain!" a loud shout came from Whitebeard's boat, and then several captains of Whitebeard's boat stepped out of the crowd.

"The redhead is coming, the juniors are backing down, you can't stand it. "The first battle captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, the "immortal bird" Marco said with half-squinted eyes.

"What do you mean by being unbearable?" someone who didn't quite understand immediately asked.

"Stop talking nonsense, tell you to hide inside, just hurry up. Marco pointed back with his thumb and said impatiently.

"Bang......" As he said that, one of the pirates behind Marco passed out and fell to the ground. Then, one after another, the pirates who didn't have time to dodge fainted.

"Cut ......," Marco said helplessly, "It's too late to make you disobedient......"

Looking at the pirates who were in a panic because of their partner's sudden fainting, Marco frowned unhappily, and shouted in a rare loud voice: "Shut up! It's just that I've fainted! I'm just embarrassed by my dad when I'm in a panic! You know, I don't have enough strength, but it's hard to keep my consciousness in front of that man!"

"Ah...... It's still so domineering!Ahahahaha......" Looking at the red-haired Shanks who slowly walked in front of him, even though his body was full of tubes, and there were seven or eight bottles of drips at the same time, Whitebeard was still full of energy, "Every time you get on my boat, you have to give these children some dismounting!"

"I'm sorry, but there are some things that need to be done according to the rules. The red-haired Shanks said, and the domineering aura he exuded was retracted, and the momentum that people couldn't look at it slowly subsided.

"When I see your face, it hurts to see the wounds on my body from that bastard!" Whitebeard said, looking at the three scratches on the red-haired Shanks' face and slashing diagonally across his eyes.

"I've brought healing water. Red-haired Shanks patted the huge bottle beside him and said, "There's no intention of fighting, just something to discuss." ”

"The man who vents his domineering spirit still says this kind of...... Bastard stuff...... Hahahaha......" Whitebeard suddenly laughed, "It's been a long time since you've come to me to discuss things, redhead! It's been 22 years! Karp, Roger, Sengoku...... At that time, there were not many people who rode the ocean together, and now there are very few people! It's just a blink of an eye, and I really miss it...... Ahahaha......"

"Yes, and now, a new era has arrived!"

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"Boom!" a huge thunderbolt slashed from the sky, accompanied by a flash of thunder, a collision of the weapons of the redhead and the whitebeard. The rush of energy stirred the thick clouds in the sky, and a huge crack ran across the sky, as if it had split the sky, and it had not healed for a long time.

No one knew exactly what Whitebeard and Redhead were talking about, only that it seemed that the idea was at odds and it fell apart. After a one-handed fight, the redhead left Whitebeard's boat, leaving only a sentence from the time he left, which echoed for a long time.

"Now, it's time for a new era of rampage!"