It's outrageous enough that the Navy has an overlord color.

The strength of this overlord color is even more beyond Klockdahl's imagination.

The endless, fountain-like momentum constantly washes the surrounding heaven and earth.

In a trance, Klockdahl actually remembered the scene when he faced the old man with Whitebeard.

"No, it can't be!"

How can this navy be comparable to Whitebeard?!

However, the fact is that although on the whole, Randall's overlord color is still a little "immature", but in terms of quality, there is no gap with Whitebeard's overlord color.

This was undoubtedly a blow to Klockdahl.

A little sheep in his eyes has turned into a white-fronted worm!

How could he not be frightened?

And after breaking the momentum of Klockdahl, Randall did not stop, and began to step forward again, just step by step towards Klockdahl.

Every time Randall got a little closer to Klockdahl, his figure became a little more majestic in Klockdahl's eyes.

Cold sweat dripped, and a strand of hair fell from his eyes, making him a little embarrassed.

But he is a sand crocodile in the end, and it is naturally impossible to make him succumb just by relying on the overlord color.

He took a deep breath and raised his eyes, just about to make a move, but he happened to meet Randall's eyes.

It was a pair of eyes as calm as water, just like the eyes of Whitebeard that day, as if watching an ignorant child playing, that indifferent look.

Klockdal was struck by lightning suddenly.

He received 10,000 critical hits instantly.

"Don't pretend to be a ghost! It's a Devil Fruit, right? Let me pierce your disguise!"

It occurred to Klockdahl that this possibility.

He put everything down to the Devil Fruit.

Only in this way is it reasonable!

Immediately, Klockdahl's body suddenly scattered into gravel, and the cloud of sand swept towards Randall with a demonic wind.

A monster with a bloody mouth looms over the sandstorm, ready to devour Randall.

The sand has no substance, but once it is entangled in the sand, the water in the body will be sucked away.

In the face of this trick, the best way is to use force to break the skill.

And coincidentally, what Randall is best at is to break the trick with force.

The five fingers of his right hand suddenly tightened into a fist, and the force was so great that the air was pinched out with a popping sound.

The pure armament color converged to the right fist, and he slammed it out.

There was a boom, and there was a thunderclap in the void.

The integrated sandstorm suddenly broke a big hole, and the force field that originally bound the sand was completely dispersed by this punch.

The sand was weak and scattered all over the place.

After a while, the sand slowly gathered, and the figure of Klokdahl reappeared.

It's just that the bright red at the corner of his mouth is so conspicuous.

At this time, he no longer had the same demeanor as before, and looked at Randall with a shocked face.

How could he have imagined that Randall had just punched him and hurt him.

Seeing this, Randall felt well.

Before that, he was either fighting with Zefa, or Karp, Barrett and the like, all of which were top-level combat power.

Although it is a good way to fight like this, it is indeed very beneficial.

But that doesn't change the one who's always crushed during the battle.

It's been a long time since I've played this kind of crushing game.

He's so cool!

So he rushed up again, and it was a mess of hammers at Klockdahl.

Klockdahl's face changed, and he wanted to turn the sand around.

But Randall was faster, and it was a thump in his face—

But he didn't use the color of arms, but pure strength.

Even so, however, Klockdahl was by no means uncomfortable, because he felt it

The taste of love.

The more Klockdahl dodged, the more defensive, and the more shocked he became.

Because when facing Randall, he felt an unparalleled oppressive force.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight back, but just useless dodging and defending has already taken all his energy.

"Shalan!"

Desperately struggling with Randall's punch, Klockdahl freed up his hand and threw a sandstorm.

The wild Shalan did not sweep towards Randall, but swept towards the surrounding soldiers.

Seeing this, Randall did not panic, and turned his head to the sand storm is punch, turning the originally energetic storm into a destructive cloud of sand.

Finally relieved, Klockdahl hurriedly distanced himself from Randall.

At this time, he was not only physically injured, but also mentally affected.

Klockdahl never dreamed that Randall's strength would be so strong!

They actually suppressed him from beginning to end.

But since you are so strong, is it necessary for the Navy to make up nonsense?!

It was because of that news that he made a judgment that Randall was "not worth mentioning"!

Wait a minute!

Crocodall suddenly thought of something.

He thinks the news is fake, just his own subjective assumption.

Because he just thinks that the content of this news is too outrageous, how can a nobody have anything to do with Barrett.

However, the dominating combat power that Randall has just shown shows that Randall's strength is very different from what he expected.

And that overlord is domineering, so far, of course, he won't think it's a devil fruit.

No, Klockdahl suddenly realized that it no longer made sense whether the news was true or not.

What really matters is that Randall's strength is stronger than him!

Although this is incredible, the facts are already in front of him, and he can't help but believe it.

Klockdahl didn't know how to describe his mood anymore.

Thinking about his arrogant attitude before, he was ashamed now.

But Klockdahl is not worthy of being a hero, and although his mood has experienced a roller coaster and an earthquake, he still quickly calms down.

Because he understands very well that although Randall is stronger, in terms of potential, he actually has an advantage.

He is the @ first of the Seven Martial Seas Project named by the World Government, and the Navy will not dare to touch him no matter what.

Thinking about this, he also has confidence.

Immediately he raised his head, and when he saw that Randall was still eager to try, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly said:

"Wait! It was all a misunderstanding before."

As he spoke, he straightened his clothes, regained a little of his previous demeanor, and then said:

"I didn't expect that His Excellency Randall was a hero, so young, and so powerful.

It seems that I misunderstood before, and Your Excellency obtained the rank of lieutenant general by virtue of his real skills."

Hearing this, Randall looked at Crocok Dahl with a strange expression and said:

"No, you don't think that if you don't say a misunderstanding, you can make everyone lose their memory, right?

No, no, no!"

Hearing this, Klocodahl's face sank, and he said in a deep voice:

"And what do you want? Don't forget, what the World Government asked you to do!"