"Incompetent roar."
After more than ten moves, Klokdal was suspended in the air, looking at Ommit in the ruins below, his interest was not very high.
Because the other party was too weak.
So he couldn't get interested.
The bounty of 960 million berries, in Klokdal's view, was a huge overstatement.
Although he has great strength, a strong body, and Armament Haki, he still can't hide the fact that he is weak.
In the face of Klokdal's contempt, Ommit roared, and the huge mace covered with Armament Haki hit him, but only a large amount of sand fell from the air. Klokdal had already elementalized in advance and appeared in the left side of the sky.
"Tsar!"
Klokdal didn't want to play anymore. He landed on the ground with his right foot and set off a huge sandstorm with himself as the center. The entire area instantly cracked and turned into a desert.
The ruins seemed to have been there for thousands of years and all of them turned into sand.
Boom ~
A kilometer wide earthquake occurred, and Klokdal stretched out a hand of sand behind him. As a huge desert head was raised, the light of the entire sky was covered. The 500-meter-high Tsar was exposed to Ommit and the pirate thugs who were watching in the dark.
The pressure that made people unable to straighten their backs came. The Tsar raised the big hand of sand like a waterfall and crushed Ommit like a fly.
Ommit, who entered the state of full-shifter, is a giant in the eyes of ordinary people, but in front of the Tsar, he is a small grasshopper.
"Do you think you can win by being big?"
"Wishful thinking."
Facing the incoming giant palm, Ommit let out a furious roar. Gripping his spiked club, he unleashed an earth-shattering strike. Even a mountain would crumble in the face of this strike.
From beginning to end, he didn't put it in his eyes.
Crocodile smiled disdainfully. When the Desert Hand collided with Ommit's attack, it immediately exploded into a cloud of sand, completely submerging everything around it.
"Haha, nice to look at but useless!"
Ommit laughed wildly, looking at the Tsar who was almost missing half of his body, he was very proud.
But in the next second, his smile stopped abruptly because the water in his body was rapidly flowing away. Even if he used Armament Haki to cover it in the first place, it was useless because his full-shifter body was too large.
Thus, under the circumstances visible to the naked eye, it was as if Ommit's body had been hollowed out. His body quickly became thinner, and his originally muscular body was only left with bones wrapped in skin. He instantly returned to his human form, and his sunken eyes were filled with horror.
"What did you do to me?!"
In just a few breaths of time, Ommit collapsed to the ground, unable to summon any strength from his body.
"Idiot."
Klokdal's face was full of disappointment and disdain. The other party was a player with a bounty of more than 900 million, but he didn't expect him to be so stupid.
He dared to look down on a Nature Elemental Ability user like this.
Even he didn't dare to be so arrogant!
Not bothering to waste any more words, the desert was like an invisible malicious spirit, slowly reaching out with large hands made of sand, grabbing Ommit and rapidly dragging him underground as if they were trying to drag him into hell.
"Tsar, I am the captain of the Flying Pirates."
"The Admiral will definitely avenge me."
Ommit screamed in panic, attempting to use the name of the Golden Lion to threaten Klokdal, but before he could finish his threat, he stopped abruptly. The desert was still the same desert, but Ommit had already disappeared.
"Huff …"
Klokdal blew out a smoke ring, and his coat fluttered behind him, as if nothing had happened.
A big pirate with a bounty of 960 million was eliminated so easily.
Unfortunately, he wasn't done yet.
Oh!
He forgot to investigate.
Forget it, if there's anything, let Stussy deal with it!
Klokdal very happily forgot about Stussy's instructions, and conveniently left the follow-up to Stussy.
Five minutes later, Klokdal looked at the black mass of heads in front of him, all of them looking at him with fervor and excitement.
"Tsar."
"Great Emperor of Legend."
"Thinker."
"Philosopher."
"Savior."
"Great Emperor of Truth."
"Light!"
In this crowd, not only were there staff members of the richest group, but there were also many other pirates, thugs, and even some rich merchants and nobles.
All kinds of messy titles were given to Klokdal.
It was obvious that Klokdal had come to this island to preach and spread the truth.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have so many fans.
"Lord Savior, please have mercy on us and explain the truth again."
"Tsar, you are my light!"
"I deeply believe that truth is justice!"
"Please let me be redeemed!"
A woman covered her face with a handkerchief, her eyes red and tears falling like rain.
There were also young girls who were yearning for love screaming.
It was as if all of them were possessed, as if Klokdal was God.
If Kaos were here, his first thought would be: Cult!
Damn, this lineup didn't look right. If Klokdal ordered these people to die, there would probably be people who would take action.
Of course, there were also sober people in the crowd.
They all pulled their friends and family, trying to wake them up.
Because they couldn't understand, it was obvious that they were the fish that escaped the net last time.
Klokdal didn't say anything, and his expression suddenly became serious and solemn. At the same time, a golden light came out of nowhere and enveloped his whole body.
To the outside world, only a silhouette was left.
His appearance made him look like a god!
He was God!
He was light!
He raised his hand and pressed it gently. The scene was so noisy that one could hear a pin drop in an instant. Half of the people looked at Klokdal with fanatical excitement.
"What is truth?"
"What is happiness?"
"What is a dream?"
Klokdal's voice was low, as if he had seen through the vicissitudes of life, as if he had experienced countless joys and sorrows. In the face of so many eager eyes, he decided to spread the truth that he had recently comprehended.
With a wave of his hand, a huge sand panel covered in front of him. As Klokdal's mind moved, various sand patterns began to appear. At the same time, Klokdal also began to explain with great emotion.
The Preaching Small Classroom has started again!
"We are born as humans. We are all blessed and expected!"
"Everyone is born equal!"
"Release our nature and let the truth, kindness, and beauty in our souls receive gifts …"
"Fate should be in our own hands. No one can bully us because we are all born and raised by our parents. We bleed, feel pain, grow old, and die …"
An hour passed.
Two hours passed.
Three hours passed.
Until the sun set in the west and the red clouds hovered in the sky.
"It is this world that is wrong. We all have the right to pursue what we want. Power, wealth, money, spouse, happiness, these can all be fought for. So, don't feel inferior and don't doubt yourself. Boldly pursue your dreams and pursue everything you want."
"Since this world is wrong, then we will change it!"
"Those who believe in me will have the truth. I will be with you!"
Klokdal opened his arms as if he wanted to hug everyone. The golden light on his body was so bright and dazzling that everyone's heart was warmed.
In the words of the savior, they found recognition, understanding, warmth, narration, support, encouragement …
Everyone's eyes were unprecedentedly bright, and their souls were suddenly enlightened. It was like an epiphany!
"Emperor of Truth!"
"I will follow you forever!"
"Ah! My light!"
"Lord Savior, please don't go, my salvation!"
When some people came back to their senses, they realized that Klokdal had disappeared without them knowing.
Instantly, wails and cries broke through the clouds. The fanaticism in those voices was as hot as flames.
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