Chapter 112: The Technique of Dream Escape and Clone
Bang!
The sky was full of sand, as if the whole world had become a desert ocean. Then a little light suddenly appeared, and endless light burst out from the gaps of the sand, dividing the sea of sand into two parts, and the remaining momentum was unabated to divide the entire Yuchang Casino into two.
"Bao, the captain and the others really did it just by saying that they would do it. There was no sign at all." Jin slapped off the dust on his body and vomited out the sand and stones in his mouth in depression.
"Is this the power of the natural fruit abilities? It's really terrifyingly strong." Lei Jiu saw that the entire desert was used by Clockdal, and changed the world in one thought, and was frightened, but she was not too worried, because she knew that her captain was also called a monster by the world.
Robin climbed out of the ruins with difficulty. After all, she was not a full-time combatant and was far behind Roy's subordinates. In the face of a sudden disaster, she could only protect herself from being injured.
Looking at the other person's relaxed and freehand look and comparing himself, he was so pitiful and helpless. JPG.
Although she was used to being with loneliness, she still felt a little envious when she looked at each other. However, she quickly wiped out this thought that she shouldn't have. For people like her, friends are really too luxurious terms.
Klokdal was not surprised to see that the desert prison he created was easily broken by Roy. If Roy couldn't even do this, he would have doubted Doflamingo's moisture.
"Since that's the case, then try this move, the arc-shaped sand dune." Clockdal's arm instantly changed into a huge crescent-shaped sand blade, rushing towards Roy.
People with natural fruit abilities are good at using AOE and have a wide attack range. This move is no exception. It is like the weapon of the God of Desert, which looks like the sky is about to be cut.
However, the seemingly terrifying sand blade was actually cracked by a blow, turning into yellow sand all over the sky. The broken gravel was like invisible flowing water, and it instantly changed into a huge palm, trying to hold Roy in his hand.
Clockdal's move is not powerful at all, but it is won by ever-changing changes, and his murderous intent is completely hidden under the appearance of huge power.
Once entangled, the moisture in the body will be sucked dry in an instant and turned into a scorched corpse. There have been countless strong men who were too careless and fell under this posture, turning into a mummy in despair and regret...
So, only the wrong name is given, no wrong nickname is given.
Clockdal is as calm and cunning as a crocodile. All killer moves lurk under the water. Once the fangs are exposed, it will launch a fatal blow.
However, Roy had known Clockdal's trump card for a long time and knew what to be careful about in the battle with him, so he would not be hit.
The intelligence acquisition of both sides was completely unequal. Roy knew the killer moves of the Sand Crocodile, while Clockdal's understanding of Roy was still heard of. It can be said that this was not a fair battle. From the beginning, the Sand Crocodile had lost half.
However, Sand Crocodile didn't think so. He thought Roy was also confused by the terrifying appearance of this move, just like those strong men in the past.
"What kind of magic sword Roy, isn't he a young boy with little combat experience, let me sleep forever in the desert, ghahahaha."
If I just defeated an unknown person, the Sand Crocodile would not care. There were too many pirates falling in his hands.
But Roy is different. Those who can defeat the Seven Warlords Sea before entering the great route are definitely not easy. He has long regarded Roy as a person of the same level. Being able to send such a person to hell really makes his long-awaited heart boil.
Bang!
The huge palms closed in an instant, and endless quicksand slid from the fingers.
"No, I'm trapped." The Sand Crocodile's face changed drastically when he realized something was wrong. The murderous intent rose from behind him. The sharp sword force locked him. Clockdal didn't even have time to think, and in an instant, he transformed elements and fled.
The sword body wrapped in armed domineering aura was like black jade, revealing a metallic luster, and a long rainbow sets like a sun.
The quicksand in the sky was even worse than thin paper in front of this sword, and was torn apart in an instant.
"Damn it, it's actually a domineering armed spirit. And, how did you do it? I clearly locked your figure at the beginning. Even at the last moment, I could still sense that you were still in the quicksand." The body that the gravel reunited seemed a little embarrassed, especially the injury of the abdomen that was almost cut in half was enough to prove that the sand crocodile was not easy now.
It has to be said that the Sand Crocodile has slacked too much after returning to the first half of the Great Passage. The hope of becoming One Piece is to bet on ancient weapons, which is originally a lack of confidence in its own strength.
The spiritual power declined, and his own strength inevitably fell. In addition, over the years, he has dominated the great route with the special nature of the natural fruit ability. In the first half of the first half of the journey, he rarely met a strong man who had realized the domineering armed spirit. When facing Roy's sharp sword, he did not even have the defense in place.
After all, armed domineering aura is not omnipotent, it just gives ordinary people a way to get in touch with natural-type abilities and turn their attacks into effective attacks. Otherwise, why would the three generals become the highest combat power of the Navy headquarters?
Therefore, like Clockdal, he was seriously injured by armed domineering spirit from the beginning, because he believed in his ability too much, and was also overestimating himself, and he thought he had always been at the peak.
In fact, in addition to these reasons, Roy's bait was too real, or in other words, Clockdal did not perceive the error, because the one who destroyed the hands of Quicksand could also be said to be a small Roy.
As the leader of the dream, nightmare can not only transform into a fantasy creature to come to this world, but also become Roy's trumpet clone. Its essence is Roy's dream origin, and even the domineering perception of the color and domineering nature of the dream is no different. Not to mention that Clockdal cannot tell, even the cadres who have been with Roy day and night were perfectly deceived.
The moment the sand crocodile broke open, the one that appeared in the air was already a nightmare, while Roy lurked in secret, waiting until the sand crocodile crushed and killed the nightmare, and was full of complacent and at the most relaxed moment, he took action.
As for the death of the nightmare, it will not have any effect on it itself. It originally exists based on Roy's dream. If Roy does not die, it will be immortal.
Chapter completed!