"Could this be the Conqueror's…domineering aura!!!”
On the deck of the Gustav, Krogdahl fell to his knees and cracked the deck.
Under that terrifying pressure, his expression was ferocious. He gritted his teeth, and wisps of blood seeped out, forming a sharp contrast with his white teeth.
Shock filled his mind, causing Krogdahl, who had such high self-esteem, to overlook the humiliation of kneeling on the ground.
"Could this be the Conqueror's…domineering aura!!!”
"But…how is that possible? How could there be such a terrifying Conqueror's Haki in this world! What kind of monster is this?"
" He actually suppressed me to the point where I couldn't move with just his aura alone. This level of Conqueror's Color is simply unheard of…"
" No…wait, this feeling…seems to have happened before…"
" The power that surpasses all things and commands all things to pledge allegiance to it…The highest level of the domineering Conqueror's Color and even its awakening…One Piece Roger's Conqueror's Color!!!”
In an instant, Krogdahl's mind spun a thousand times, and he finally remembered the source of this inexplicable familiarity.
That was more than 20 years ago, when the former Pirate King, Gale D Roger, was active.
He had once sensed the domineering aura that Roger emitted from afar.
Boom!
Krogdahl, who had fallen into a state of shock, prostrated himself on the deck.
"What is going on?"
Robin, who witnessed this shocking scene, was so shocked that his mouth opened into an O shape.
Vice Admiral of the Navy and the Sea of Seven Fighters.
Robin had thought that this would be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers.
Who would have thought that it would end up like this?
Rollin hadn't done anything, but Krogdahl had suddenly knelt down.
After kneeling, he even laid on the ground.
The Baroque agents hiding in the cabin were also shocked.
Not long ago, the sudden arrival of the seventh warrior, Heckroddal, had caused them to panic. They hid in the cabin and did not dare to move.
Only now did he dare to look outside through the window.
Then, they saw the arrogant seventh warrior, Heckroddal, kneeling in front of their boss.
"Could it be that the terrifying pirate of the Seven Martial Seas is also a subordinate of the boss? Are they also our companions?"
At this moment, many Baroque agents couldn't help but imagine this.
Thus, everyone looked at Rollin with even more fervent gazes.
"Boss is mighty!"
"The president is domineering!"
"He even subdued Qiwu Hai. He's really a boss!”
Under the leadership of the mid-level agents on the ship, the group of Baroque agents cheered.
Thus, Krogdahl, who was still lying on the ground, was stunned again!
Are you guys trying to mock me?
I'm already lying on the ground under that monster's domineering aura. What kind of mighty aura is this?
Klock thought angrily, but he reacted in the next second.
The mighty and domineering big boss that the Baroque agents on the ship were talking about didn't seem to be referring to him?
"Could it be…"
After figuring out the reason, Krogdahl was furious again.
"A bunch of idiots, who are you calling boss? I'm your boss, I'm Mr. 0, the president of Baroque Workshop!”Krogdahl roared angrily in his heart.
Krogdal couldn't stand the fact that his own members had inexplicably acknowledged an enemy as their president, even if there were only a few dozen of them.
Especially at this moment, those stupid subordinates did not notice anything at all. They were even mocking him, the real president.
This feeling of grievance made Krogdahl so angry that his vision went black and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Yeah," she said.
It was also at this moment that Krogdahl realized that something was wrong.
The terrifying aura that pressed down on him like a mountain had disappeared? Disappeared?
His body was unprecedentedly relaxed!
A chance!
"Little crocodile, haven't you had enough?" Rollin, who had removed his Conqueror Color, asked calmly.
Whoosh!
Before Rollin could finish his sentence, Krogdal, who was lying on the deck, instantly transformed into an elemental form and rushed out without looking back.
"Uncle, he's escaping." Robin, who reacted late, immediately said anxiously.
"It's okay. He can't escape." Rollin said confidently.
As he spoke, Krogdal crossed the Santora River and returned to the desert on both sides.
When his feet landed on the desert, Krogdahl's frightened expression gradually calmed down.
The aura from the desert greatly increased his confidence, so he stopped.
As a Natural Sasha Fruit user, he was born to be the king of the desert.
Previously, he had been suppressed on the ship until he could not fight back, but it was different now.
The vast desert was his home ground.
On his home ground, he was not afraid of anyone.
Even if the opponent was that monster that looked ridiculously young, but had the ultimate Overlord's domineering aura.
"Little crocodile, do you think you can defeat me in the desert?”
Rollin saw through Krogdal's thoughts and couldn't help but chuckle.
"Don't underestimate me! I was just careless earlier. I'll show you how terrifying I am next.”
Krogdahl said coldly.
Rumble!
Just as he finished speaking, the ground suddenly shook violently.
"Look over there. Am I seeing things? Why is the desert moving?”
A Baroque agent pointed at the desert in the distance that seemed to have been resurrected and shouted in horror.
"No, that, that, that…that is the ability of the seventh warrior, Heckroddal!”The middle-level agents on the ship retreated in horror.
Boom! Boom!
Amidst the thunderous rumbles, the barren desert seemed to have turned into an ocean. Layers of sand piled up into thousands of sand waves, forming a terrifying 'desert tsunami' that was more than a hundred meters tall.
"Did you see that? You monster, I'll let you have a taste of my moves.”Krogdahl, who stood at the highest point of the desert tsunami, grinned coldly.
" Sand, Explosion, Burial!!!"
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