Pirate's Gas Fruit

Chapter 100 Maud VS Crocodile [-]

"I won't give you such a chance. You are not qualified to defeat me!" Crocodile raised a saloon scroll with his right hand. He no longer chose to be passive and actively chose to attack. Mod's elusive attack method could not tolerate it. He is careless.
“Shalan!“

"Pyroblast!"

The Shalan that was blowing in the air directly collided with a pyrotechnic bomb. The sandstorm and the explosion collided fiercely, exploding a large amount of sand dust and air waves; Crocodile flew over quickly, with the gun in his hand Sha Lan kept flying out and blasting towards Mod.
But he saw Mod's hands with green flames moving rapidly, and a large number of pyroblasts wrapped in green flames flew out like cannonballs. Countless explosions sounded, and the desert with a radius of several hundred meters was enveloped in constant explosions and chaos. .
The two natural ability users who ignored physical attacks disappeared amid the explosive air waves and large amounts of sand and dust.
There was a collision sound in the smoke, and the air wave appeared in the air. Mod's domineering right hand pressed on Crocodile's golden hook. Crocodile's body was made of sand, and he smoked a cigar and smiled calmly.
Holding a heavy Shalan that was like a destructive explosion in his right hand, he sneered as he watched a large, violent pyroblast wrapped in flames emerge from Mod's left hand.
The two people quickly lifted up and blasted away. Facing the violent power of the explosion, both of them ignored it. Crocodile said angrily,

"Your gas can't win against my sand, and your understanding of Devil Fruits is far inferior to mine!"

Maud said calmly, "In terms of destruction, gas is far more powerful than your sand!"

boom!
The heavy Shalan and the large Pyrobomb collided at close range, as if two powerful bombs collided together. The violent explosion and roar directly shook the range of hundreds of meters, and the air waves were like ripples like knives Sweeping away countless amounts of sand and dust.
After the violent explosion, the two figures quickly spun and reorganized from the scattered gas and scattered sand on the ground.
Mod looked at Crocodile, who was intact on the ground, and secretly thought that there was trouble; the battle between natural fruit ability users is an incomprehensible and delicate job, because both sides are people who attack in a wide range, and they want to rely on their domineering power to attack at close range to injure them. It is not an ordinary difficulty to reach the other party.
After all, Crocodile won't just stand there and beat you. The opponent's reaction ability is not inferior to that of his domineering self.
The trouble is that the sand from the opponent's drying ability can hurt him as a natural devil fruit, but no matter how much gas he uses, his explosions and attacks are basically energy attacks and physical methods, and they are basically ineffective against Crocodile. .
Crocodile is also secretly troubled by Mod. Mod can fly and use air bombs, and pyro bombs can bomb him for free. He finally condenses them with dry sand and moves extremely fast.
Both sides found it troublesome, but they still didn't give in even a little bit. It was impossible for Crocodile, who was the King of the Seven Warlords, to admit defeat and leave. The same was true for Mod, who wanted to defeat Crocodile.
So the battle between the two continued, and the roar of the explosion kept ringing in this desert. The two fought for a whole day and night.
The next day in the afternoon
As time passed, Mod stood on the desert ground full of explosion craters, holding a pyrotechnic bomb with a natural look on his face, looking at Crocodile who was panting, sweating, and physically exhausted, and said confidently.
"After all, you can't use the water-absorbing sand ability like sand. This deeper realm fruit ability is very energy-consuming!"

"The time has come to defeat you!"

Crocodile looked at Mod, who had lost half his body weight, and sneered, "Boy, who do you think I am? My physical strength is far from reaching its limit. Compared to my physical strength, you will soon turn into a mummy!"

"What I said is the truth!" Mod said flatly, and a pyroblast bomb blasted away.
The figure disappeared into the dust in place, and the right finger gun was wrapped around the armed color domineering and turned into a black finger gun. The flickering figure made Crocodile frown. This kid's ability is really too troublesome.
As Mod said, the high-level realm of natural-type Shasha fruit requires strong physical strength as a support. If he continues to fight like this, he will definitely fall in front of this kid first.
Ignoring the attack of the pyroblast bombs and looking at the white-haired figures flickering around him, Crocodile grimaced and pressed his right hand on the desert ground.
"Erosion cycle. Sandstorm!"

The entire desert ground of nearly a hundred meters in radius shook, and endless sand and dust flew into the air, turning into a giant sandstorm with the ability to corrode. It rotated and expanded rapidly like a tornado, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a cloud of nearly hundreds of meters. A sandstorm filled with countless sand tornadoes.
Crocodile, who was in the core of the super-large sandstorm, smiled proudly as he looked at Mod's figure who was hiding in the sandstorm.
"For those with natural fruit abilities, what's the use of being fast? You've already entered my cage!"

"This sandstorm will never stop. Anything involved in it will not be able to escape. Die!"

A large amount of dry power filled the large sandstorm. Mode, who was in the sandstorm, wanted to rush to the sky, but just as he was about to touch some sand, he felt the water draining from his body. His body was shaken, and a huge air bomb was shaped like a ball. Spread and explode.
boom!
When the air bomb exploded, it did not blow up the entire sandstorm like before. The surrounding area was empty, and Mod found that he was still in the large sandstorm tornado of unknown size, and the countless sands in it had the ability to dry up.
In such a large area, Crocodile seemed to be trying his best, and Mod could not help frowning at the dust that was quickly spreading over.
Outside the sandstorm that Mod couldn't see, the sandstorm at this time was nearly hundreds of meters in size in this area. It was extremely terrifying one after another. Countless sand swept into it, adding to its power. The wind in this area turned into a tornado. , seeing it from a distance is like destroying the world.
Seeing that the air bomb could not disperse the large sandstorm, Mod suddenly felt the wind and sand blowing. As he approached, Mod's right hand was visibly thinner, but the clear wind was unmistakable, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"The world without space!"

Putting his hands together, countless air in the hundreds of meters of sandstorm quickly dissipated, and was collapsing visibly to the naked eye. A tornado could not form a climate without the wind, and the same sand without the help of the wind would be nothing more than floating sand.
A terrifying sandstorm tornado hundreds of meters high, a strange shock, the endless wind disappeared, and countless sand and dust fell from hundreds of meters high like collapsed sand.
Crocodile, who was in the heart of the terrifying sandstorm, suddenly stopped breathing and felt extremely uncomfortable. He watched his masterpiece fall apart and fall apart.
Crocodile's face turned red, and he said angrily,

"Air, did this kid suck out all the air in the sandstorm? Damn it!"

Looking at the yellow sand falling all over the sky, I suddenly laughed in my heart, "But it's useless, the sand has been injected with the power of drying. If it falls like this, you will be destroyed, Lann Mod, hahahaha!"

boom!
A large air explosion sounded, and a transparent spherical shock wave that reached hundreds of meters directly dispersed a large amount of yellow sand that fell near Mod. His figure continued to release spherical shock waves in the falling yellow sand, and rushed straight into it. Go to the sky.
Boom!
The endless yellow sand collapsed and fell to the ground. Mod was standing in the sky and looked at the desert ground with a radius of several hundred meters, which was shaking loudly. The light sand was floating like smoke and dust, and although there was no trace of Crocodile, Mod knew that he was there. over there.
"Wind Dragon!"

Mod's sword fingers on his right hand swiped directly together, and with a dragon roar, a huge sword energy dragon dozens of meters long appeared in the sky. The dragon's head combined with Mod's body and blasted directly to the ground. Rockdale Place.
(End of this chapter)