Pirates of the Void Swordsman

Elmalu.

Western Desert Region.

Almaru has always been known as the Green City because it is close to the ocean and has a canal connected to the Santa Dora River. It has abundant water resources and is full of greenery! !

But now, this place is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, and all you can see is a desolate scene filled with yellow sand.

"Oh my God, it's been...it's been a drought for more than a year. Why hasn't it rained yet?"

"Why does King Kobra take away our rain!?"

On the barren street, a skinny man fell to the ground, crying loudly with a hoarse voice.

However, due to long-term lack of water, the man could only cry there, unable to squeeze out even a drop of tears.

But the sound of grief is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Everyone on the street looked at this man with blank expressions.

Every one of them was indifferent.

Because this kind of crying is useless... They have all cried and shouted before, so they know that it is useless.

No one, no one at all, can help them now.

Relatives cannot help them.

Friends cannot help them.

The country's heroes cannot help them.

Even King Kobra, the leader of a country, is using dancing fans to steal rainwater. Who else can help them?

navy?World government?

What else can these guys do besides play games with pirates?

Faced with the dry climate, everyone has no choice.

Because this is an area they cannot touch.

During this long period of drought and no rain, crops failed and water sources became increasingly scarce.

People were hungry and suffering from thirst.

The number of dead bones lying on the ground and unable to get up increases every day.

The whole of Elmalu is shrouded in an invisible shadow, and the despair is increasing day by day.

"Ah...I can't stand it anymore!!"

The man roared heartbreakingly, got up and ran out with all his strength.

When people saw the direction in which he was running, they were all shocked.

"No way, is he running towards the canal?"

"No, don't do anything stupid!"

But people's shouts were too late, and the man finally rushed towards the canal under the embankment, opened his mouth, and drank the water from the canal.

"..."

People looked at this scene in stunned silence, and the atmosphere was deathly silent.

As early as a few months ago, the canal leading to the Sundora River was no longer fresh water, because there had been no rain in the entire Alabasta for a whole year, and the water level of the Sundora River dropped accordingly, resulting in seawater Backflow, as a canal near the mouth of the sea, is naturally filled with seawater.

The more you drink sea water, the thirstier you will become!

But even so, in the past few months, there are still many thirsty and crazy people rushing to the canal to drink canal water.

Because they all have a trace of fantasy, hoping that all droughts are a dream from which they cannot wake up, and that the canals that bring life power are still sweet fresh water.

People who understood this sentiment did not laugh at the crazy and confused man.

Some are just filled with heaviness!

"Wow……"

After drinking heavily, the man strangled his neck with a painful expression on his face.

"Water...I need...water...water..."

People were silent and shook their heads.

No one could give them water.

nobody!

People knew that this man might not be able to survive and would soon die of thirst.

But they can't help, they can't protect themselves.

I could only look at the dying man numbly.

Then, move on with your life.

But...life?

Is there still a decent life here?

Yes, I’m afraid all that’s left is despair, right?

In the sad atmosphere, a child cried loudly.

"Mom, I'm so hungry! I'm so thirsty! I really want to drink water!"

The child's mother hugged the child in pain and could not say anything.

There is nothing she can do!

call! ——

Wind blows!

A strong wind came from the south and suddenly blew through the dry streets.

People looked in the direction of the wind.

There, a shadow appeared, and the sky was dark.

Looking at this huge shadow, people's pupils suddenly shrank.

"Sand...sandstorm...sandstorm is coming again!!"

Horrified shouts swept through the entire Elmalu in an instant.

"Ah...run away...Elmaru is dying. I really can't stay any longer. Here..."

"Only despair!!"

call!call! !

The wind is getting louder.

The whimpering sound was like the wailing of this former green city.

The screaming children stopped crying, as if they felt the end was coming.

Elmalu, it's over!

........................

Three days later,

Kosha returned to Juba and sat alone on a rock, smoking quietly.

If you are strong, one pack a day is fine.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps.

"Kosa, I just got the news that Elmalu has been destroyed..."

"Now it has been completely abandoned and turned into an empty city, and some residents have come from afar to join us."

From a long distance away, one could hear Nat's voice coming from him, his tone was quite heavy.

"Ok?"

Kosha couldn't help but frown when he heard the news of Elmaru's destruction.

Elmalu is a nearby desert oasis, not very far from Juba where their rebel army gathered.

Juba and Elmalu usually communicated with each other and supported each other during the long drought.

Now that the Elmaru Oasis is destroyed, Juba's situation is undoubtedly more difficult.

Moreover, if an oasis is destroyed, who knows how many people will be buried in the vast desert.

"I understand..." Kosha's voice was low and he fell into silence.

Oasis Yuba is a city in the desert in the northwest of Alabasta. It is also the center point of the desert area. It connects the three oases of Yuyan, Elmaru, and Melias, as well as some surrounding small cities.

There is sufficient groundwater here and easy transportation to surrounding cities. It is undoubtedly very suitable for development in the barren desert.

In fact, it has indeed developed here. A few years ago, Yuba was a prosperous, green and vibrant city.

However, since a year ago, there has been no rain from the sky.

Moreover, with the frequent occurrence of sandstorms, Yuba gradually declined.

Some surrounding small cities could no longer withstand the devastation and were destroyed by the wind and sand.

The people who survived came to Juba and formed a rebel army.

Melias was destroyed by a sandstorm a few days ago, and now Elmalu...

This is simply terrible news.

"Perhaps, it's time to make up your mind to migrate..." Kosha took a deep drag on his cigarette.

The hazy smoke shrouded his angular face, making him appear extraordinarily deep.

Melias and Elmalu were destroyed one after another, and Juba could not last long. Instead of struggling to support itself in the sandstorm, it was better to move as soon as possible.

Kosha really didn't want to see people dying every day.

Some things must be done by someone. As the leader of the rebel army, Kosha cannot escape...