ps: This was originally yesterday, but in the new place of moving, there is no net...... Text: The crumbling earth and rocks have long been swallowed by the waves, and those large pieces of island fragments, I am afraid that they will not last long before they sink to the bottom of the sea. www.biquge.info The difference between knowing that an island disappears from the map and watching it collapse and annihilate with one's own eyes cannot be described in words.

And where they are now is a "fragment" that originally belonged to the island of justice.

Luckily, their piece was big enough. After all, it was originally used as a port on Judicial Island, and in terms of sturdiness, it is definitely worth commendating. At this time, it floats on the surface of the sea, like a small island.

The only thing to worry about is that this isolated island is, after all, rootless duckweed. How long it will last is completely unknown. You may sink to the bottom of the ocean at some point, or when the tsunami comes, you will be killed.

Even Crockdahl, who had destroyed the town with his own hands, couldn't help but be stunned when he watched the island disintegrate. After all, islands and towns are completely two orders of magnitude, and there is no comparison with each other before.

Even Crockdahl lost his mind for a while, and the others naturally didn't have to think about it, and even a few boatmen who were relatively less courageous couldn't help but pee their pants under the shock. As for Xiao Wu, who had recovered a little of his spirit, not only did he not recover the essence of his chatter, but opened his mouth wide, like a second fool, without blinking his eyes.

After all, Crockdahl can be regarded as a well-informed person, and the advantage of the traverser makes him have long predicted the outcome of Justice Island. The current collapse happened like fate, although it also made him lose his mind because of the shock, but it was not too unexpected for him.

Soon, Crockdahl came back to his senses from his stupor. Immediately, he began to think about the current situation.

Their successful escape from the Isle of Justice was a victorious step. And the shadow that shrouded my heart in the Demon Slaying Order also disappeared temporarily because of the collapse of the island. After all, the collapsed Justice Island, in addition to bringing danger to them, also hindered the progress of the navy.

However, it seems that they are out of danger, but in fact, their current situation still contains a crisis. Even worse, the crisis they are facing has become even deeper.

The island of Justice has indeed collapsed, and yes, it has hindered the progress of the navy, and it is also their benefit. But from another point of view, aren't they also trapped on this "isolated island" that may be silent at any time? Besides, if the island of Justice will cause great damage to the navy, Crockdahl will not believe it.

They can be regarded as a combination of dock workers and urban small **, they can all successfully escape, how can the people of the navy be stranded on the island?

Even if they paid a lot of losses, this group of people can only be regarded as a rabble with better physical fitness after all. As for the Navy, they are all well-trained professional soldiers anyway, and under the command of the Vice Admiral of the Navy Headquarters, even if they are unscathed, Crockdahl is not surprised.

Then the problem comes after that, the navy still has a strong combat power, and although the collapsed islands will affect the landing troops, it will definitely not affect those few naval warships. Perhaps in less than half an hour, the surrounding area of this "isolated island" will fall into a situation of being surrounded by warships.

What's more, the biggest crisis that is really hidden is still in the process of "Akula Ragnar" moving towards this side.

On the sea, the most powerful is never the able, and the natural system is impossible. Maybe those giant sea kings could be included in it, but even they can't resist the waves of the sea.

So Krokdal and them are still in danger. It seems to be safe, but in fact it is more like a beautiful and false illusion, and what is covered by the illusion is a deadly blade.

It seems sweet, but it can kill people!

As long as they are not able to set foot on safe land, they cannot let up for a moment. Otherwise, once you relax, it will be difficult to bring up the breath in the previous tense state. Just like a taut steel wire, once it is loosened, when it is tightened, it will never reach its original hardness.

This is human nature, and it has nothing to do with the strength of each person.

It is not uncommon for people to overcome this, but in addition to having a strong mental will, experience is also an important factor. It's a pity that none of the people present, even Crockdahl himself, dare to say that they can do it. So the only thing he wants to ensure is that his mind is tense all the time, even if it is hypnosis, and there can be no moments of relaxation.

Thinking of this, Crockdahl took a sharp and deep breath. When I exhaled, the tiredness on my face was swept away, and I was not radiant, but I was also a lot more energetic.

Standing up, Crockdahl moved his hands and feet slightly, and the moment he had just breathed seemed to refill his tired body with new strength.

Quietly leaving the crowd, Crockdahl headed for the only intact building on the island. There was the dock of the port, where the sea train had stopped before. At the same time, it is also the main part of the port, and the island did not collapse due to the impact, thanks to it.

"You might be able to find a ship or something?" muttered to himself, and Crockdahl himself chuckled and shook his head, knowing that the odds were low. Not to mention that people who travel to and from the island of Justice generally use sea trains, and even if there are ships, they are on the side of the Gate of Justice, in order to lead to the naval headquarters and Impelton.

As for the sea train, because of the collapse of Justice Island, they have long since separated from the railroad tracks. Without railroad tracks, even if the sea train is intact, I am afraid that it will drill into the deep sea as soon as it starts......

In short, the future is uncertain!

But no matter how slim the hope is, he will also take a look and check it. What if you can find something useful?

On the way to the dock, Crockdahl always felt a little strange: "Why do you always feel like you have forgotten something, what is it......?"

On the other side, after Krokdal left, he also became a member of the Rolling Gourd, and Nami, who was curled up on the ground, rolled over and sat up. Looking in the direction Crockdahl had left, her face was filled with a mixed expression of shyness and resentment.

"Damn...... Stinky Uncle ...... It hurts everyone......" Rubbing her chest slightly, Nami blushed with a low murmur. But then he seemed to think of something, and there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

……

For the side of the capital of seven waters, the losses this time were particularly heavy. In the end, except for Luffy's group who arrived at the port, the rest of the people disappeared into the smoke and dust when the island sank.

It doesn't matter if it's a boatman, or someone from the Frankie family. In the end, less than eleven people escaped from a desperate situation. Even a few powerful foremen only escaped one Barry.

The collapse of Justice Island can be regarded as a combination of natural and man-made disasters. It was not only the Seven Waters that were unlucky, but also the navy. But after all, there was a lieutenant general to lead the team, and he chose to evacuate at the first moment of collapse, and when he boarded the warship, except for some unlucky eggs, the military strength was still intact.

"So, that means Red Blood and Symantec's megalomania are all planted?" In the dimly lit bedroom, Kyung, who always looked sleepy-eyed, sat on the edge of the bed, with obvious schadenfreude on his face.

In front of him, a phone bug wearing a nightcap was struggling to get his body out of his back state, and at the same time dutifully transmitting the words of others.

"Whew...... Justice...... Not allow...... Whoop......"

"Oops...... What are you talking about? Tsk tsk......" Qing Eun stretched out his little finger and plucked his ears, looking at the hard-working phone bug, with a bad look on his face.

"Bang!", the phone bug finally sat up right, and after a few breaths in a row, the intermittent words became smooth.

“…… The Demon Slaying Order cannot be lost, and it will be ...... Zizz!"

"Oh, I hate this woman who talks like a machine...... Do you say, Xiaodian?" retracted his index finger, and Kyung Eun continued to dig at his ears with a sour face. And the target of his inquiry, the poor phone bug, once again looked innocent, and his eyes were tearful and entered a state of trying to turn over.

"Whew...... Your family's ...... Whoosh...... Phone Bug ...... To be ...... by you Whoosh...... Broken play...... Flim flam tongue ......"

"Huh?" Qing Eun was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Cut, stinky old ghost......"

……

On the other side, the little phone bug in armor looked at his master, the man who was also wrapped in steel armor, with trepidation. Although he couldn't speak other than deliver a message, he still felt the anger of the person in front of him.

"Hmph...... That lazy fellow!The cancer of justice!The evil fruit of goodness!The moth of the navy!!" The sound of grinding teeth could still be heard through the muffled visor.

"Whew!" With a sound, the lieutenant general pulled out his long knife, pointed his blade forward, and shouted angrily, "Go!"

The blade is heading, and the battleship breaks the waves.

At the same moment, the warships that came with the Demon Slaying Order seemed to have made an appointment and moved into action. Even the warships that had been shelved in the open sea by Vice Admiral Symantec, and the warships that had lost the main force of the Red Blood Division, were advancing along a specific course.

Justice Island sank to the bottom of the sea, and the demon slaying order was half completed. All that's left is a powerful blow to the fish that slipped through the net, and the guy who tore a hole in the net......

"Crockdahl, I don't know if I can hold it yet, flamboyant ......" stood at the bow of the boat, and the decrepit Piero played with a pair of wooden exercise balls, his eyes flashing and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At the same time, the belated pheasant slapped its forehead helplessly. Looking at the surging waves in front of him, and the ten pieces of dirt that kept crumbling, his voice was full of a tangled emotion.

"Oops...... Are you still late?"