After abusing vegetables for a long time, it will be integrated into segments.

Klockdahl is in that state right now.

Since his defeat at the hands of Whitebeard more than twenty years ago, he has been dormant in Alabastan in order to plot the Hades.

In the process of seeking Alabastan, he abused Alabastan for 20 years in order to realize his ideal national plan and to convince the people of Alabastan that he was really a hero of this country.

Because of the perennial face of the garbage pirate who can be easily crushed to death with just a little thumb, and it is difficult to hurt a single hair of his hair even if the opponent racks his brains to attack him, Klokdal's strength has regressed greatly.

The physical skills are ordinary, and the domineering spirit is completely degraded, leaving only a hand that is still a delicate fruit use that can be used as the last fig leaf.

It wasn't until Orn had defused his confident attacks several times in a series of near-humiliating ways that he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

However, after all, it is a bad habit that has been cultivated over a long period of more than twenty years, and it is obviously not something that can be easily solved by Orn with two punches and two sentences.

Although he was vaguely aware of something was wrong, Klockdahl still didn't heed Orn's reminder at the moment, or rather, he still didn't let go of his obsession with Hades.

He only felt that he was just a temporary stranger, which was what made this annoying little imp take advantage of it.

"Want to see the real thing? I will fulfill you! ”

Klockdahl roared loudly, and the next second, he raised his right hand in the air.

His right hand turned into a sky full of wind and sand and danced wildly in the air, rolling up the endless yellow sand under his feet to form a huge sandstorm covering an area of thousands of meters!

Gravimetric Shalan. Sand Purgatory!

"Orn, you kid show me a good look, don't think that if you master the domineering, you can show off your power in front of Lao Tzu, here, in Alabastan, you will never be able to defeat me!!"

As he spoke, Klockdahl's elemental body still merged with the massive sandstorm.

Such a huge sandstorm is no longer easy to control with the fruit ability alone, Klockdahl must completely merge his body into this sandstorm, only in this way can he completely let this super-large-scale sandstorm be completely under his control.

Call~

Almost as soon as Klockdahl's body merged with the sandstorm, the intensity of the sandstorm rose to another level.

The howling wind is as fierce as a ghost crying, and the sharp sand blades mixed with it are even more incomprehensible, and the slightest carelessness can leave deep scars on people's bodies!

Snort~

In the blink of an eye, Orn was scratched out of blood by these countless sand blades because he failed to defend with the armed color in time.

Orn is still like this, and Rhea and Peyton are even more unbearable, and they can only barely escape the raging sandstorm with the help of Yamato.

"Come with us."

In the dust, Robin suddenly heard such a voice ringing in her ears, and she turned her head to look back in some astonishment, and found that it was the good-looking female pirate who had been standing behind Orn before.

Obviously passed through this sandstorm full of sky, but there was not even a trace of wound left on her body:

"Your president doesn't seem to care for you at all, and if you continue to stay in this sandstorm, you'll die."

The scarred Robin looked at her in a daze, and couldn't help asking:

"Why do you want to take me away?"

"Because our captain wants you to be our companion, he will be very distressed if we let you die in this sandstorm."

As he spoke, Yamato grabbed Robin's wrist quite familiarly:

"Let's go, Bah, I don't want to stay here and continue eating sand!"

Saying that, Yamato didn't give Robin a chance to struggle, and directly dragged her out of the sandstorm's area of influence half-dragging and half-carrying.

"Whew~ It's much more comfortable."

After leaving the sandstorm, Yamato first breathed a sigh of relief, and then somehow took out a pot of water and poured it into the palm of his hand, and washed his face happily:

"You can wash it too, it doesn't feel good to have sand on your face."

Robin stared blankly at the whiter face after washing, and the ghost stretched out his hand:

"Thank you...... Thank you. ”

"By the way, you seem to be very strong, don't you plan to help your captain defeat my president?"

After peeking at the sandstorm in the distance, and making sure that Klockdahl was flawless, Robin whispered a question to Yamato.

"No." Yamato stared at the sandstorm in the distance without blinking: "Since it is the captain's battle, as long as he doesn't ask me for help, there is no need for me to intervene too much, besides, our captain is also very powerful." ”

"Well...... Robin muttered under his breath, making it impossible to figure out what she was thinking at this point.

…………

As Yamato pulls Robin away from the sandstorm, Orn is still struggling to resist the sandstorm's attack.

It has to be said that Klockdahl in a desert environment is indeed not to be underestimated.

If he fought Klockdahl in Albana like Luffy in the original book, Orn had the confidence to abuse Klockdahl in twenty moves to doubt his life.

But in the current desert environment, Klockdahl's strength has increased by at least five times.

The storm with countless sand blades around him was secondary, and even more intractable was the threat from below.

The Sand Purgatory used by Klockdahl created a sandstorm and condensed into a pool of quicksand at Orn's feet.

In other words, Orn must be distracted to take care of the movement under his feet while facing a sandstorm in the sky, which makes this battle even more difficult.

However, the current situation is just what he wants!

Knock Knock......

With the sound of a strong heartbeat, Orn's body swelled suddenly, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a huge human-beast form of eight meters, but correspondingly, after the transformation, the quicksand under his feet also became even more powerful.

"Are you an idiot? Do you dare to turn into a human or beast form in the quicksand, are you afraid that my sand blade will not be able to target you, or do you want the quicksand to devour you so much? ”

Crocodall's mocking laughter was heard in the wind.

But Orn ignored this, and only untied the black hammer from his waist after entering the human-beast form, and slammed it into the quicksand in front of him.

Snort~

The sound of magma eroding the quicksand continued to sound, and in this seemingly never-ending snort, Orn's figure continued to rise......

It's a volcanic cut! He condensed into a large lava pillar at his feet as his foothold!

"Huh~ Do you use your ability to make a foothold? What's the use of being able to do such a thing? You can't get out of this lava pillar at all, and you'll just be a live target for a sandstorm! ”

Klockdahl continued to taunt as he manipulated more sandblades to greet Orn.

But Orn still didn't care, and silently closed his eyes.

This is the opportunity...... The sandstorm in front of you is an important opportunity for you to grasp what you have seen!

Perceive...... Feel the sound of your opponent's attack, the changes in the air when the wind blade strikes, and the source of your hostility against you!

The sand blades continued to fall on Orn's body, and in a short time, Orn's huge body was scratched with thousands of blood marks.

Blood trickled down the lava pillars beneath his feet, staining the surrounding quicksand a dark red, but Orn remained unmoved.

Clang!

A sand blade spawned from Orn's back and slammed into Orn's back.

It's just that when the sand blade came into contact with the back, there was no blood outburst.

The pitch-black color appeared on Orn's back, and he used his weapon-colored domineering power to block the sand blade.

Swish!

Another sand blade struck, and this time Orn didn't use the armed color defense, but twisted to the left, and the moment he twisted his body, the sand blade grazed less than three centimeters in front of him, cutting off a strand of his frantic hair.

Whoosh ......

Orn manipulated his form to toss and turn on the not-so-spacious lava pillar, and from time to time the color of the weapon would cover a certain part of his body, allowing him to resist the sand blades that he could not dodge with him.

In the beginning, there were many mistakes, but as time went on, the probability of success increased, and in the end, none of the sand blades in the sky could land on Orn's body.

Finally, Orn opened his eyes with a shallow smile on his face:

"Thank you, Klockdahl, and thanks to you, I was able to take this important step."

In the dust, Klockdahl looked at the tall figure above the lava pillar, and his heart was numb for a moment.

This kid...... Borrowing my attack to start a practice?

Are you kidding? How is this kind of thing possible?

It's just a bluff, he's just trying to lure me into revealing my body in this way!

Klockdahl hypnotized himself like this in his heart.

But the next second......

"Now that I've achieved my goal, it's time for this sandstorm to stop."

Once again, the Black Hammer was caught in his hands.

"Seems to be ...... here"

Orn muttered and raised the black hammer in his hand:

"End the game, Klocodahl."

Airplanes!

The already pitch-black hammer seemed to glow with a warm light at this moment, and Orn's feet stomped heavily on the lava pillar beneath him.

With his shaving speed, he appeared somewhere in the storm almost instantaneously, followed by the black hammer in his hand without any hesitation.

Burst~

A blood flower drew a graceful parabola in midair.

Immediately after, the raging sandstorm was stagnant...... Stunned, Klockdahl clutched his sunken chest and fell from the air.

Boom......

The body smashed into the yellow sand with a muffled sound.

Despite the bleeding from the corners of his mouth, Klockdahl struggled to prop himself up, and roared at Orn with an unwilling face:

"I ...... How could I, lose to you! ”

Orn, who had returned to his human form, landed steadily on the ground, looked down at Crocodall condescendingly, and after a moment spat out a phrase from his mouth that Karp had said to the pheasant in the original book:

"Because...... Those who hesitate can't help but be weak! ”

(End of chapter)