One Piece: The Magician

A battle between natural ability users would definitely be a protracted battle that would take a long time, unless there was an obvious superior-subordinate relationship between the fruits or the gap in strength between the individuals was too great.

Of course, it is also excellent in terms of viewing pleasure.

The crazy sand tore apart the clouds of smoke into pieces, while the scattered smoke gathered relentlessly again and again, and entangled the sand in the sky again.

The white smoke and the yellow sand intertwined wantonly in mid-air, forming a giant yellow and white vortex, setting off bursts of howling wind, billowing smoke, and overflowing sand and dust.

From a distance, it looks like a cappuccino being stirred vigorously.

In fact, in essence, smoke is no match for sand, but the characteristics of smoke also mean that sand can only crush it, but cannot completely annihilate it.

Moreover, Smoker also has a secret weapon: the Ten Hands with a Sea Tower Stone on the top.

The crisp metal collision sound of "dang" is extremely pleasant.

Using the golden hook of his left hand to block a sneak attack from the white hunter, Crocodile's face, which was now made of yellow sand, evoked a somewhat cruel smile.

"You don't really think you can beat me like this, Smoker"

"Hmph." Smoker, who only exposed half of his body, had a serious look on his face: "As long as I can hold you back, it's enough. The reinforcements from our headquarters will be here soon. You can't escape, Sand Crocodile."

"Accept the punishment of justice"

"Really, that's really not good." Crocodile's slightly narrowed eyes glowed with an extremely cold light, like a bloodthirsty crocodile that was angered by its prey.

"I've been playing with you for so long, it seems I'm done."

"Next, I'll let you see the gap between you and me, both of the nature system."

-Desert Tyrant

As the sand crocodile's ability was activated, the entire space began to shake slightly. Princess Weiwei, who fell on the grass, was surprised to find that the sand that bound her was gradually leaving her, and was being mixed with the fine sand in the nearby land. , as the dry air flow unique to the desert quickly gathers into the air, like a large swarm of bees returning to their nest.

Within a moment, a sea of ​​sand formed in mid-air that covered the sky and the sun.

"The most powerful thing about the natural system is that it can use nature. How can a mortal resist the amazing power of nature?"

"And in the desert, my Shasha Fruit is invincible."

As soon as Crocodile finished speaking, the sand sea composed of yellow sand in mid-air suddenly swept towards the small group of smoke with an exaggerated momentum.

The endless sand tore the White Hunter's smoke into pieces again, and soon, Smoker discovered with some horror that the speed of the smoke was no longer comparable to the destructive speed of the sand.

At this time, the White Hunter was like a small ship sailing in a violent storm, isolated and helpless, and could only let those ruthless sandstorms ravage wantonly.

Although it is very small, the elementalization of the natural system will still consume stamina.

Slowly, the scattered smoke became thinner and thinner. In the end, Smoker, who really had no energy left to perform elementalization, finally exposed his body to the sight of Sand Crocodile. The latter's cold eyes immediately revealed the hunter. The unique look of excitement when finding prey.

The desert diamond sword shot out a giant sand blade that could break gold and jade.

The white hunter, who had lost his strength, had no choice but to bear the blow firmly with his body.

"Pfft" blood splattered everywhere.

Looking at the white-haired navy man lying in a pool of blood, Weiwei knelt on the ground with a pale face, a look of disbelief on her face.

The strength of the Shichibukai is really too powerful.

"Being weak is also a sin, hahahahaha." Sand Crocodile looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. However, just when he was about to kill the white hunter with another knife, Crocodile's expression changed for no reason, and he hurriedly turned away and rushed away. Look everywhere.

The location of Albana Palace is very high, so you can see far away views from here.

I saw a thin dark green smoke rising straight into the sky in the distant city, and with this strange smoke, the originally clear sky gradually began to become dense with dark clouds.

"This, this can't be it." Sand Crocodile's eyes widened, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and for the first time, he felt like he shot himself in the foot.

This is not finished.

"Feed the bastard crocodile!" A powerful roar suddenly came from the sky, shocking Crocodile and Princess Weiwei and both hurriedly raised their heads to look at the source of the sound.

The expressions of the two people suddenly became wonderful.

I saw a young man wearing a straw hat and carrying a bucket, sitting on a surprisingly large eagle, flying quickly towards the palace of Albana. The sun, which was not completely obscured by dark clouds, framed the two thin figures. A layer of gold rim was added, like a divine weapon descending from the sky.

"I'm going to beat you up," Luffy yelled at the top of his lungs.

This Straw Hat, is he the Straw Hat Boy? He is such a bratty brat.

Crocodile darkened his face and murmured: "Why are there so many people who don't know how to live or die today?"

"Luffy Bell" Weiwei looked at the people and birds approaching gradually, covering her mouth with both hands in excitement, and hot tears burst from her beautiful big eyes.

At the same time, on the road leading to the funeral hall.

"This is the smoke when dancing powder is burning." Kobra looked at the smoke in the distance with some surprise, and then rushed away from Nico Robin behind him and asked: "This is the powder that brings misfortune, why are you doing this?" Do"

Although he had never ordered the use of dancing powder, as a king, Kobra still had this knowledge.And subconsciously, he thought this was another evil plan of the Sand Crocodile.

"No, this is not in our plan." Shaking her head, Robin denied it calmly. Then she calmed down and thought about it for a moment.

It seems that in order to put the blame on the king more perfectly, the Baroque people did hide many dancing fans in Albana. Now it seems that those are the ones who were burned.

Thinking of this, the figure of a handsome young man wearing glasses flashed across the mind of this charming woman for no reason. Combined with the weakness of Crocodile's fruit ability, as smart as her, she could naturally deduce the cause and effect in an instant.

Sherlock, forget it, I guess I won't have the chance to meet such a scary guy in the future.Robin sighed inwardly, then smiled with some relief and said:

"Besides, what you said is a bit wrong, Kobra." Nico Robin's lips curved in a seductive arc: "Looking at it now, this is not an unfortunate fan, but a lucky fan. .”

"lucky"

Naturally, Kobra didn't understand the meaning of this mysterious woman's words. He cared about the country and just wanted to ask out loud, but was interrupted by a rush of footsteps in front of him.

A group of heavily armed marines blocked the way for the two of them. A young female marine wearing glasses stepped forward with a sword unsheathed in her hand.

"Hurry up and let go of King Nico Robin." Dusky pointed the Shigure in his hand at the son of the devil who was rescued by the sand crocodile. At the same time, the navy behind him all raised their muskets.

Even in the face of so many marines, this charming woman remained calm.

"You, you are the survivor of O'Hara, Nico Robin." Cobra took a breath. At this time, he finally understood why the Sand Crocodile was so obsessed with the historical text that no one could understand.

""

Nico Robin was silent, her head slightly lowered, and her arms slowly crossed in front of her chest.

The sound of rolling gravel.

"you guy"

With his face covered in blood, .2 staggered out of the ruins and looked at the blond chef in the distance, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Are you a devil? Why do you hate this person so much? He is your companion, companion." As the demon spoke, he actually started crying. He had no idea how many bones were broken in his body, even...2 He thinks that if his body hadn't become more resilient due to practicing Shemale Boxing, I'm afraid that kick just now would have killed him.

"" Sanji turned his head away in embarrassment, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

By the way, here is why Sanji was so excited just now.

In fact, as a companion on the same boat, Sherlock has a very good impression in Sanji's heart, even second to the two ladies on the boat, and Sherlock's elegance that is integrated into his bones is extremely in line with Sanji's appetite as a gentleman. .

It can be said that apart from eating a bit too much, the sorcerer already has full marks in the heart of the curly eyebrow cook. Therefore, Sanji's attitude towards Sherlock is also very close and friendly on weekdays, just like the rest of the Straw Hats towards Sherlock. The attitude is the same.

But there was one thing that made this crazy cook want to find an opportunity to kick Sherlock.

That is, this guy wearing glasses seems to be too popular with girls. Not only did Princess Vivi secretly express her love for him in a very short period of time, but Nami also generously benefited Sherlock, a "rich man" from time to time, even though she was teasing him. Most of them have a nature, but this also makes Sanji extremely envious and jealous of the magician.

And what's even more irritating is that every time this guy with glasses faces this, he always has a tepid look. That calm and calm look makes the nymphomaniac chef extremely crazy.For example, Chapter 38

It's like when you're starving and someone else has a big, fragrant chicken drumstick in their hand, you eat it and it's delicious. But instead of eating it, the guy puts it aside and looks indifferent. look.

How can this make Sanji not jealous or angry?

Much like Luffy, Usopp, and Chopper, Sanji is actually a person who is more emotional than rational. This can be seen from the nymphomaniac expression he often shows.

He really wanted to have the opportunity to put his ideas into practice.

In fact, if the person he wanted to kick was the other male members of the Straw Hats, Sanji would have already kicked him, but this person is Sherlock.

Affected by the magician's unique personality charm, whenever Sanji stayed with Sherlock, the curly-browed cook couldn't think of raising his legs at all, and it was estimated that even if Sherlock deliberately approached Sanji to make Sanji Even if Sanji kicks, Sanji will never move his feet.

After all, he is Sherlock

All in all, out of jealousy for a winner in life, Sanji has actually tolerated Sherlock for a long time, and this time .2 turned into Sherlock, it just gave Sanji an indulgence. Opportunity, and it is the kind that has no burden or worries at all.

"Humph, do you think your ridiculous disguise can deceive me?"

Sanji patted his chest with great righteousness and said loudly to the near-dead shemale in the distance:

"The most important thing about people is their heart."

"My heart is pounding." Hearing these words, .2 was shocked. Then he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and fell back weakly, never getting up again.

Since he has become the person who should least change, .2 is thrown off the street

Phew~ It’s finally done, I hope Sherlock doesn’t know about it.

Although he had never seen Sherlock get angry, Sanji's intuition told him that being targeted by a sorcerer, a seemingly gentle guy, would definitely be an extremely terrifying thing.

Thinking of this, the curly eyebrow cook hurriedly took out his cigarette box, intending to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

"Crack~"

Small raindrops fell on Sanji's fingers, causing a small splash.

"It's raining." The curly-browed cook took a breath, and then hurriedly raised his head. He was shocked to find that the sky was covered with dark clouds at some point, and at the same time it started to rain lightly, and it was getting heavier and heavier. In the blink of an eye, it was raining. It turned into a downpour.

Reaching out to wipe the rain off his face, Sanji blinked in confusion.

"Forget it, it's better to go find Naomi-san." Shaking his head, Sanji threw away the wet cigarette butt, and then ran away quickly.

ps: Regarding Sherlock’s next bounty, book friends think how much should be appropriate. This question is very serious. I hope that interested book friends can answer it enthusiastically.Thanks, Xiao Ming