Crack!
Black and red lightning pierced the sky, spanning all directions.
It carried the majestic aura of a king, looking down upon the world, dominating the four seas.
"This… this is… Overlord Haki… Such terrifying Overlord Haki, you… who exactly are you?"
Crocodile spoke haltingly, large beads of sweat trickling down his face.
If it were just ordinary Haki of the Supreme King's mental pressure, a Shichibukai-level Crocodile would naturally be fearless and could easily resist it.
However...
What was now imposed upon him was the king's pressure of the only one who had conquered the Grand Line in eight hundred years.
Pirate King Gol D. Roger's most supreme Overlord Haki, forged through a lifetime of refinement!!!
When Overlord Haki is cultivated to this level, it is no longer just simple mental pressure.
At the same time, it can also produce substantial effects on reality.
The black and red lightning swirling around Crocodile at this moment was also not just a simple special effect.
The substantial Overlord Haki, powerful enough to affect reality, was sufficient to cause a numbing effect on the human body, similar to an electric shock.
"You ask who I am? Didn't you just say it! I'm just a small-time schemer who plays dirty tricks behind the scenes!"
Roland looked at Crocodile with a teasing expression.
"Damn it!!!"
Crocodile clenched his teeth, his expression grim.
A guy with such terrifying Overlord Haki would naturally not be a small-time figure.
However, Crocodile searched his memory but found no information about Roland.
Awakening this level of Overlord Haki at such a young age, this guy was even more terrifying than Red Hair of the Four Emperors.
What shocked and astonished him even more was that this man had appeared out of nowhere in these past few months, having been completely unknown before.
"My brother disdains playing tricks and schemes with you. This is what we're going to try. If my brother makes a move, he can suppress you with one hand!"
Kuina declared confidently.
"Exactly, exactly! When it comes to playing tricks and schemes, you're the master, pretending to be a hero on the surface of this country, but secretly being a criminal boss plotting a coup!"
Nami mocked him sarcastically.
"Good!"
"Well said!"
"That was perfectly said!"
Igaram, Chaka, and others in the nearby quicksand pit immediately clapped and cheered.
"Hmph."
Crocodile snorted, not refuting, and powerless to refute.
After all, his entire being was currently locked down by Roland's Haki of the Supreme King.
The slightest relaxation might cause him to kneel on the spot.
Crocodile, as he was, was a prominent figure; how could he kneel before an unknown nobody? Impossible!
Just as Crocodile gritted his teeth and persevered, Mr. 1 Daz Bones, who saw through his resolve, stepped forward.
"I've seen reports from Cocoyasi Village in the East Blue. Your swordsmanship might be good, but… no swordsman has ever beaten me to this day!"
Daz Bones said confidently.
"Oh!"
Roland simply said "Oh," and flicked his right hand, half of the fishing rod falling out.
At the same time, powerful sword intent and sword momentum erupted suddenly.
Daz Bones's expression changed slightly, and he quickly crossed his arms, entering a defensive stance.
The power of the Supa Supa no Mi activated, making his entire body as hard as steel.
The next moment, Roland used the fishing rod as a sword and swung it down fiercely.
Hundred Steps Flying Sword!!!
Pfft~
Blood splattered.
"How could... Argh!"
The moment Roland's fishing rod swung down, Daz Bones had a bad feeling.
However, it was too late to escape, and the ensuing sharp pain made him cry out involuntarily.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Daz Bones's large body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing through the palace wall.
Between his chest and abdomen, a hideous wound, almost spanning his entire upper body, slowly split open and appeared.
If Roland's hand had held a famous sword instead of a fishing rod.
If Daz Bones wasn't a Chop-Chop Fruit user with maxed-out defense.
Then Roland's previous strike would have been enough to cut his body in two on the spot, not just severely injure him.
"Hmm, this time I used a fishing rod, so it seems he can still brag to swordsmen about being undefeated in the future!"
Roland thought.
Just then.
"Brother / Captain / Mr. Roland, watch out!!!"
Kuina, Nami, and King Cobra all cried out in alarm to warn him.
"It's already too late!"
Crocodile's lips curled into a sinister and triumphant arc.
Because Daz Bones had challenged Roland earlier, distracting him and weakening his control over his Haki of the Supreme King.
Crocodile was thus able to break free from the Haki of the Supreme King's paralyzing restraint and launch a counterattack.
"Desert Spada!!!"
Crocodile slammed his right hand onto the ground.
In an instant.
A great sand sword shot up from the ground in front of Roland, aiming to cut him in half at the waist.
Roland did not dodge Crocodile's attack, instead slamming down the teapot he held in his left hand.
Crack!
Crocodile's great sand sword shattered.
Roland, and even the teapot, remained perfectly intact.
Whoosh!
Roland swung his fishing rod again.
Crocodile's pupils constricted, and he instinctively turned into his Logia form to dodge.
However, Roland was not attacking him, but rather casting out his fishing line to pull Kuina and Nami out of the quicksand pit.
Immediately after, Roland repeated the process, pulling King Cobra, Igaram, and the others out of the quicksand.
"You worked hard, and you did very well. Now, go take a bath and get some good rest!"
Roland gently stroked Kuina and Nami's little heads one by one, showing encouragement.
"Hehehe, I still have a long way to go!"
Kuina scratched her head in embarrassment.
"No."
Nami suddenly shook her head firmly.
"Hmm?"
Roland was puzzled.
"I want to wait until everything is over, and then bathe with Captain... and everyone else!"
Nami's big eyes rolled around, her face full of cunning.
"Oh! Alright, then let's finish this quickly!"
Roland handed the fishing rod to Nami for safekeeping, as it was a tool for making a living, not a weapon.
"Gurararara, your Haki of the Supreme King is indeed very powerful, even making it impossible for me, a Logia, to transform smoothly, but... it must consume a lot of your own stamina as well... Besides, I was careless just now and didn't dodge, but this time I won't be easily locked onto by you!"
Crocodile thought he had found a way to counter Roland's Haki of the Supreme King suppression.
"Hmm, everything you said is correct, and then what?"
Roland asked indifferently.
Crocodile: "..."
Roland's calm attitude made his heart sink, giving him an ominous premonition.
"My little sister said earlier that I could suppress you with one hand, so I'll give you one hand!"
Roland's left hand still held the teapot, and he extended his right hand, bending his four fingers towards Crocodile.
"What an arrogant brat, I'll make you regret this!"
Crocodile's eyes were gloomy, and his sand-elemental right hand transformed into the shape of a blade.
Desert Treasure Sword!
The massive sand blade slashed down, easily cutting through the sandy ground.
Roland's knees bent slightly, and he stomped his feet dozens of times in an instant.
Six Powers — Shave!
Whoosh!
In a flash, Roland appeared in front of Crocodile, his large hand slapping towards his face.
"Heh."
Crocodile sneered, neither dodging nor evading, preparing to take Roland's blow.
Roland's palm strike was indeed powerful; the mere force of the air it displaced caused the atmosphere to whistle and dissipate.
However...
No matter how strong the power, what good would it do?
How could a physical attack harm a sand element?
Just as Crocodile was thinking this.
The next second.
Slap!
A crisp sound.
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