Pirate's unrestricted transformation

Ten minutes ago, the outer section of the rainy desert.

"Finally arrived? Rainland."

Binjack drove the ship that was transformed into an amphibious ship, looked at the city in the distance, and murmured.

"That is……"

Binjack, who was about to move on, was suddenly attracted by something unusual that popped into his peripheral vision.

Looking along, he found that about three hundred meters away from him in the north, the sand layer there was rolling continuously.

If you look carefully, you can even see the big hands made of sand grabbing something.

Binjack was startled at first, and then a look of deep resentment and hatred appeared on his face. He stared over there and gritted his teeth and said, "Krokdal!"

Binjack clearly remembered that Crocodile himself was a natural-type rustling fruit user.

That’s right! It must be him!

Binjack thought he would have to search for a long time before he could find the sand crocodile.

Unexpectedly, the other party actually delivered it to his door.

In excitement, Binjack threw away the bracket he was holding and staggered towards the cabin.

A few seconds later, the entire speedboat deformed, and a gun barrel extended from the hull, pointing high into the sky.

Filling, adjusting the angle, aiming... Binjack was very busy, as if because of this, all his weakness and other problems had left him, and vitality was constantly emerging from the depths of his body.

After everything was prepared, Binjack stood in front of the calibration table, looking through the glass at the place where the sand was rolling, and said to himself: "Right away... Naqin, Guyram, Sebastian ...It will be fine soon. I will send the murderer Crocodile to accompany you, and I will wait..."

As he spoke, a smile appeared on Binjack's sickly face. The corners of his mouth grew wider and wider, becoming more and more evil.

"Go to hell, damn crocodile!"

beep!

Binjack pressed the launch button, and the cannonball, which was ten times larger than ordinary cannonballs, was launched with huge kinetic energy.

The huge recoil directly caused the entire ship to sink into the sand pit.

The recoil wave spread along the sand in all directions, causing ripples...

…………

"There are still people who dare to attack the navy general!"

The flying squirrel was shocked, angry, and blaming himself at the same time.

As a Vice Admiral of the Navy, his vigilance against foreign enemies had been reduced to such a low level that he didn't notice it at all.

It is really shameful that because of his own incompetence, his subordinates still have the mission target to protect and are put in danger!

In shame and anger, the flying squirrel stepped on the air and jumped up.

Using "Shave" and "Moon Step" together, the flying squirrel quickly approached the cannonball.

"Wait! What are you doing?"

Seeing the flying squirrel's movements, Gaara was slightly startled, but he quickly reacted and asked: "Do you want to die?"

The flying squirrel turned a deaf ear and continued to rush towards the huge cannonball.

Facing the huge cannonball, the flying squirrel was like a speck of dust, small and insignificant.

The huge kinetic energy compressed the surrounding air, pushing it to form an air flow, and the strong wind roared, making the flying squirrel's clothes rustle.

The severe wind pressure made it impossible for the flying squirrel to fully open its eyes and even stabilize its body.

"hateful!"

The flying squirrel let out an angry cry, and with a sharp flash in its eyes, the aura belonging to the top strong man was released without reservation, and there was a silent confrontation with the fierce wind.

"What a strong momentum!"

Gaara, who was sitting on the sand, could clearly feel the cold aura emanating from the flying squirrel.

Squinting his eyes slightly, Gaara looked at the flying squirrel, a cautious look in his eyes.

This man is not as miserable as he acted just now.

Somehow, this sentence popped into Gaara's mind, and it echoed for a long time.

At this time, the huge cannonball was less than a hundred meters away from the flying squirrel, and it was approaching at an ever-accelerating speed.

The strong and huge wind pressure could be clearly felt even by Gaara below. The violent fluctuations in the air flow caused Gaara to close his eyes slightly.

Suddenly, the wind stopped!

Without warning, disappear.

Gaara, who was suspicious, widened his eyes, not knowing why he was like this, but at this moment, there was a wave of aura above his head that was so sharp that it sent chills all over his body, and it disappeared in a flash.

Not knowing why, Gaara looked up and was stunned in place. An astonishing scene suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Moon Step·Flying Waterfall Slash!"

With a loud shout, the flying squirrel stepped into the air fiercely, struck down in the air, and slashed out with the long sword in his hand at an unnamed angle. In an instant, green light flashed and Bai Lian rippled.

The next second, the huge cannonball split into two from the center and cracked.

From Gaara's perspective, the cannonball's cross-sections were smooth and flat, as bright as a mirror, as if a layer of oil had been applied to it, sparkling in the sun.

The power of a sword is so terrifying!

Gaara below looked straight in the direction of the flying squirrel, his eyes full of disbelief. Gradually, a smile appeared on his indifferent face, and he smiled in admiration: "Only with the body... Did it split open?... What an amazing power!"

Then, his gesture changed, he formed a magic seal, his face became resolute, and he secretly shouted: "Then it's up to me next!"

Although the cannonball is split into two, which prevents it from falling to the ground quickly, if it is still allowed to fall to the ground, it will still explode.

Just looking at such a large size, you can know that once it explodes, the power will be absolutely terrifying!

"Sand Waterfall·Rebel Slave!"

The sand cloud above the head gradually deformed and divided into two huge sand hands. Following Gaara's gestures, the two huge sand hands formed a lotus shape and faced the cannonballs falling from the sky.

The soft hand of sand continuously weakened the remaining kinetic energy of the falling cannonball, and finally it was firmly fixed in the palm of the hand of sand.

Huge cannonball...final capture!

Controlling the hand of sand and slowly placing the cannonball on the desert sand, Gaara finally breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his forehead, which was shiny with sweat, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

The flying squirrel also fell from the air. Looking at the huge cannonball lying quietly aside, he couldn't help but feel scared.

If it were allowed to hit the ground and explode, it would probably be a dozen miles away.

Thinking of this, the flying squirrel glanced at Gaara gratefully, "It's really a big help."

Gaara waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to pay attention.

Just as the two were having their first friendly exchange, Binjack, who was looking over with a telescope three hundred meters away, was shaking like chaff at the moment.

It's not fear, it's anger, it's unwillingness.

His cannonball attack was actually blocked.

"Unforgivable! Cough cough cough..."

The anger made his already weak body even more uncomfortable, and he coughed more violently.

"No! I haven't lost yet..."

Binjack gritted his teeth and ran towards the cabin door unwilling to admit defeat, staggering and lonely. There was one last cannonball there, and that was his last hope of revenge.

He hasn't lost yet!