Rush!

The sound of wings flapping sounded, and klockdahl slightly spread his feet and raised the scorpion poison hook.

A black crow reorganized seven or eight meters in front of him, and lowett's pale face appeared among the crows... Followed by hat, clothes, trunk, hands and feet.

After trimming his chest folds, lowett raised his hat and nodded.

"When we first met, Mr. klockdahl, I'm the black count lowett, a pirate."

DANGER!

There was a faint sense of threat in the air, and the breath of the dead world kept licking his skin, as if to suck out his soul. Such a strange way of entering the stage made klockdar's eyelids jump again and his muscles tensed.

"No more nonsense!"

"You should know that alabastein is covered by me? For your sake of not hurting the people, I can give you one last chance to leave... Or die!"

Boom! Boom!

The voice fell and two sand pillars rose from his left and right ends.

The rolling yellow sand surges into the sky, forming two scorpion tails about the height of Leviathan, and the yellow sand flows on the surface.

Seeing this startling picture, cheers came faintly from the rain.

Look, that's Lord klockdar's fruit ability!

The strongest natural system among the three demon fruits, Shasha fruit!

Standing in front of the scorpion tail dozens of floors high, Lowe had a unique sense of familiarity in front of Leviathan. He knew that he was preempting, and lowett looked calm.

"No, no, no, I'm not interested in alabastein. I'm here just for you, krokdar."

"Oh? Interesting."

Spit out a smoke ring, klockdar's eyes were cold: "I don't know what the purpose is."

"Of course, I asked you to borrow something."

Smelling the killing intention of the other party, lowett slowly raised his walking stick.

"The pattern of qiwuhai hasn't changed in recent 20 years. Don't you think it's time to add some fresh blood?"

right enough!!

Klockdar was shocked and immediately shouted.

"Do it!"

This is the determination of the big pirate!

Candle fetters!

But he said and started, but the first thing that appeared was not yellow sand, but a creeping wax oil.

PA!!

Tons of hot wax poured out from the yellow sand and firmly welded the soles of Leviathan's six flesh and blood evolution feet in place.

Knowing that lowett didn't have a good intention to come to him, klockdar did his duty and gathered all the cadres of Baroque working society except Mr. 2.

The white wax liquid fitted the six limbs. Leviathan looked at the wax oil on his feet curiously and tried to move forward. He found that the wax oil was stronger than steel after solidification and didn't break for a while.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, several figures rushed up the candle steps and towards ah Jin and others.

"Smart plans and controlling my men may make me timid."

At the first sight of what klockdal was up to, lowett shook his head silently.

"Unfortunately, people are in mid air. They are a living target for me!"

Even if Mr. 3 forms a step to cushion the foot, it will take five seconds for senior Baroque cadres led by Mr. 1 to rush onto the deck... Five seconds. There are too many things for a formal mage to do.

"Don't forget me!"

The black fur coat made a hunting noise. Klockdahl appeared behind lowett. His right palm turned into a sand blade and cut at his waist.

Arc moon dune!

Flapping edges

Sand blade runs through lowett mercilessly and tries to take away the water in his body, but at the moment when sand blade touches lowett, lowett scattered into a crowd of crows and pounced on him.

Shua! Shua!

The left scorpion poison gold hook broke and danced in the air. Klockdar easily tore up the crows, and then suddenly looked up.

Lowett emerged from the path of a raven and raised his stick to him.

Scarlet, Youtong, torrent!

Combined magic · dead eye light wave!!

"Danger!!"

In his mind, the alarm bell sounded in an instant, and klockdahl was shocked in his eyes. He even wondered if there was something wrong with his sixth sense.

Can he hurt himself if he is not armed and domineering?

But when he said no, he was still very honest.

The name of the non mainstream pale light column came from the tip of the walking stick. Klockdar pulled his coat behind his back and turned half of his body into yellow sand.

There is no moving position, just spread the body to avoid the attack.

Poof

A faint crash sounded from the yellow sand. It seemed to be no threat. However, klockdar's face was very ugly and retreated like an electric shock.

Zizizi!

A wisp of smoke floated from the root of his thigh, dripping with blood.

He didn't completely dodge the light wave just now!

But what shocked klockdar most was not this, but

"Can you hurt me?!"

In the first half, hurt the natural system?!

Not even by attribute restraint, not by armed color domineering?!

"This is the power of magic. You... Haven't paid attention to the news of the East China Sea for a long time?"

Lowett was also curious that he really hit?

A little metaphysical!

"Donghai..."

Klockdar was silent and racked his brains. Finally, he remembered a joke of the Navy a few years ago. A conceited new man beat up an officer and was sent to the East China Sea by the Navy.

And he is a department of nature.

Nature is the fruit of smoke, "white hunter" smog!

"Careless!"

Klockdahl was not a fool. He looked up at the speech and said, "I can hurt myself as a natural department. I can't fight as usual."

Although it is difficult to see the strong man who has mastered the armed color domineering in the first half, klockdar has not only mixed in the first half and fought with such opponents countless times.

This ability must have some rules!

Try to find out each other's routine first!

Thinking of this, he suddenly shook his hand. I don't know when a small sandstorm tornado was gathered in his hand. At the moment, the sandstorm grew in the wind.

Boom!!!

After the small sandstorm of just 10 cm was released, it immediately soared into a giant tornado tens of meters high. Tons of yellow sand were involved and turned into countless sharp knives at high speed, stirring up the involved stones and candle fragments.

Wait... Candle fragments?

Klockdar suddenly looked up and saw Leviathan smashing the scorpion tail of the sand.

The candle chains that bound him were shattered by brute force, and now they were falling from the sky like hail. At the same time, the ascending ladder made by Mr. 3 was also smashed. Except that a small number of senior cadres escaped the attack, others burst into blood mist on the spot!

A mountain like monster hit, and the inevitable despair was suffocating.

"Poof... Run, the candle can't hold on!"

Mr. 3 rolled out of the yellow sand and shouted hurriedly.

"Moo!!"

Leviathan roared wildly, raised his forepaw to break free from another candle shell that blocked his way, and then stepped on it.

"Help, I can't hold on!"

But now it's hard for everyone to protect themselves. Who can take care of him?

And Leviathan only stared at him. Isn't this our chance?

So, in the desperate cry of Mr. 3, Leviathan kept growing a foot under his stomach, raised and fell, forming a violent fight to crush the insect.

The reason for Leviathan's rampage is actually very simple.

"Hey! He treats you like a fool, uncle Leviathan."

Ah Kin said this when he saw that the wax oil emerging at Leviathan's feet only blocked the forward joint on one side.

A door can't be pushed open. Why not?

What a fool Leviathan is.

So the angry Leviathan resolutely ran away and caused such earth shaking damage.

I'm not a fool!

You're a fool!

The sandstorm dozens of meters high is powerful enough to overturn houses. However, for Leviathan, it is not even as loud as when he hunted sea kings.

Under klockdar's stunned gaze, the sandstorm rubbed against Leviathan, and the next second was stepped down by his impatient foot and dissipated directly.

Gollum

One white bone face turned his eyes and his expression was full of anger.

Do you treat me like a fool?!

Klockdar: "

Lowett: "