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Chapter 492 Too weak

Sabaody Archipelago, Mangrove Area 66, Naval Base.

"What? Dekal is causing a scene at the auction house! These guys from the Adrian Kingdom really can't sit still!"

Zhan Guo put down the Den Den Mushi, his face gloomy and uncertain.

He knew that the people of the Kingdom of Adrian would not be able to stay still, but he did not expect them to start causing trouble so soon.

Ten years ago, Rorschach and his companions, who were only ten years old, caused a big disturbance in the Sabaody Archipelago. Unexpectedly, they are here again now.

"Contact Borsalino and have him contain them first. Then have Sakaski head to Mangrove Area No. 1."

After giving orders to the navy beside him, Zhan Guo left the office.

He wanted to go and see it in person, not only to protect the Celestial Dragons, but also to protect the Sabaody Archipelago.

He knew exactly who was coming from the Kingdom of Adrian this time, and each of them was capable of easily destroying an island.

Especially Dekar, who is the most likely person to do this, both in terms of his personality and fruit ability.

Meanwhile, the Chambord Islands.

Mangrove Area No. 1.

As the sound rang out, a huge sand blade suddenly appeared on the ground behind Decarlo and stabbed straight towards Decarlo's back at an extremely fast speed.

Decarte was unable to react in time and was pierced by the sand blade, rushing forward for a distance.

After steadying his steps, Decartes looked back and saw a man with a slicked-back hair, smoking a cigar and wearing a black coat standing in the hole in the ceiling. He had a golden scorpion venom needle on his left hand and some quicksand wrapped around his right hand.

"Seven Warlords of the Sea, Crocodile."

Decar recognized the man and asked unkindly, "Why, do you want to be my enemy?"

Crocodile pinched his cigar and said calmly: "I can't help it. After all, I am a Shichibukai. I can't watch you attack the Celestial Dragons."

Although Crocodile has no loyalty to the World Government, his identity as one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea is indeed very useful to him, and he does not mind showing his loyalty when he can.

"So you want to protect him?" Dekar raised the corner of his mouth, revealing an excited and bloodthirsty smile.

In an instant, a terrifying aura of dominance burst out, and many nobles who did not have time to escape rolled their eyes and lost consciousness.

Feeling the pressure coming from Dekar, Crocodile's expression changed for a while, but he remained calm.

"Trouble, it seems we have to fight."

Crocodile threw his cigar, and the quicksand in his right hand began to spin rapidly, creating a strong wind that made his black coat rustle.

Just as the two were about to fight, a door suddenly opened next to Shirahoshi.

"Sister Shirahoshi!"

Hearing the sound, Shirahoshi turned around and saw Avril and Carmen standing in a strange space.

"Lord Carmen, Lord Dekar is about to start a fight!" Shirahoshi said anxiously.

"Don't worry, a mere Shichibukai is no match for Dekal. Come here first and don't get affected."

Seeing Carmen's calm expression, Bai Xing also felt relieved and swam into the door space.

Dekker, who had been paying attention to Shirahoshi, turned around and focused his attention on Crocodile.

"I heard that you tied with Barrett before. I hope you will not disappoint me."

Decartes was full of fighting spirit and did not underestimate Crocodile.

Although I don’t know why he hasn’t been in the spotlight in recent years, it doesn’t prevent Dekal from paying attention to him.

After all, his record is very impressive. He fought with Barrett, the heir of the devil, for five days and five nights and ended up in a draw. He also escaped from Whitebeard's hands. Although he broke an arm, it did not affect his fame.

Not only Descartes thought so, but Crocodile also thought so.

He had watched the martial arts tournament a few years ago and knew that Dekal was only ninth, while Barrett, who tied with him, was third.

Subconsciously, he believed that his strength was superior to Dekker's.

"Me too, I hope you won't let me down."

As Crocodile finished speaking, the two of them rushed out at the same time.

Decartes' whole body was flashing with dazzling white light, like a meteor across the night sky, at an astonishing speed.

He just punched out, and the terrifying explosive energy began to spread, like a nuclear bomb explosion.

Crocodile's lower body turned into a desert storm with equally astonishing speed, and his hands turned into four huge sand blades, extremely sharp.

He just swung his hands down, and the sharp sword seemed to be able to cut anything!

"Explosive Punch!"

"Desert Diamond Sword!"

As soon as the fist flashing with dazzling white light collided with the desert sword, Dekar felt a strange feeling.

It was too weak. The pressure transmitted through his fist was very weak. The most important thing was that he couldn't even feel Crocodile's Armament Haki.

Under the influence of the explosive energy, the Desert Sword turned into grains of sand and began to float away, hitting Crocodile's chest in one go.

Crocodile also felt something was wrong, but before he could react, Dekar's fist had already landed on his chest.

The terrifying pressure spread to his whole body with his chest as the center. Crocodile felt that his blood flow stagnated for a moment, his throat felt sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be hit by a speeding warship, his body arched and he flew backwards uncontrollably.

Bang! ! !

After a loud bang, Crocodile crashed into the wall of the auction house. Countless stones and wooden boards began to collapse, and dust rose everywhere.

Dekker did not pursue, but just looked at his fist in confusion.

If I hadn't become stronger, then there was only one possibility, that is, Crocodile was too weak.

When he thought of this, he suddenly felt bored.

I was ready for a big fight, but you turned out to be so weak.

What Descartes didn't know was that Crocodile was ambitious and indeed a powerful supernova more than a decade ago.

However, during the past decade or so, he had been plotting to seize Pluto, one of the three great ancient weapons, hoping to gain help from outside forces and neglecting his own training.

He has been staying in the first half of the Grand Line. Not only has his strength not improved, it has even deteriorated to the point that he has forgotten how to use his Haki.

The dust cleared, revealing what was inside.

Crocodile sat powerlessly on the ground, his face covered in dirt, with a bright red tint at the corners of his mouth. There was a big hole in his clothes on his chest, revealing the sunken flesh inside.

"call……"

Crocodile was like a deflated ball, breathing intermittently.

Although he had lost the ability to resist, Crocodile, with his lofty ambitions, still stared at Decartes stubbornly.

Dikal looked at his eyes, which were like those of a blood-soaked beast, and said calmly, "The eyes are good, but the man is too weak."