After getting things done here, Loya can finally start his food journey.

As for the Baroque Work Club... Now is not the year when the original book started, and no rebel army has yet formed, and Alabasta has not yet reached the point of extinction.

Facing the well-trained king's army and the well-loved Cobra, the sand crocodile could only smash its teeth and swallow, and hibernate to lick its wounds.

Of course, in the face of this stalemate, he can also choose to let go and directly ask Cobra about the whereabouts of Hades. Anyway...there is no one in this country who is his match, is there?

No matter how the sand crocodile chooses, all this has nothing to do with Luo Ya for the time being. To let the soldiers pay attention to Moria's movements, Loya decided to take advantage of this rare day to enjoy the desert food.

Although the time is a bit short, but with the convenience of flying, he can barely eat all the surrounding cities.

Just when Loya was about to flex his muscles and feast his stomach, Jones ended the call with Zefa with an awkward face on Turtle Island not far from Alabasta.

Well, my own captain is really ruthless.

One sand crocodile is not enough, and he even thought about taking away Moriah. At that time, the positions of the two Qiwuhai will be vacated. As the existence that killed them, with the internal response of the Warring States Period, it is really a certainty that he will become Qiwuhai.

But leaving these aside now, the news from Zefa caught Jones by surprise.

He figured out what Moria's hole card was, and he needed to be the bait himself, leading her to the desert where no one had ever seen.

Originally, in Loya's original plan, he would lure the sand crocodile out, and then Loya would cut off the crocodile and kill the crocodile. Although the location and position have not changed much now, but the target has changed from one to two, it is really a bit difficult for Jones.

Doppelgänger!

This is the most embarrassing thing.

Fortunately, Zefa said to help himself block Moria for a while, so that he had time to attract the attention of the sand crocodile, which made Jones heaved a sigh of relief.

but!

Considering the desert environment, Jones doesn't have much confidence.

Crocodile, as a person with the ability of rustling fruit, is a member of the natural department. In the desert environment, the sandification of his body is not only used to avoid physical attacks, but also to be able to integrate with the desert for absolute latency. In other words, in the desert, the traces of sand crocodiles are not so easy to find.

In case the other party found that something was wrong and ran away, he was not so confident that he could catch him.

Thinking of Moria who had followed him for more than a month, Jones felt restless.

I regret it at the beginning!

If I had been a little more patient at the time and solved them all slowly, there would be no such troubles. And because of his impatience, he directly exposed his hole cards, making Moria, a corpse controller, take a fancy to his own shadow, which caused this big trouble.

Thinking about the cause of the incident, Jones could only sigh helplessly: "God's will!"

But after sighing, whether it was God's will or not, Jones had to pull himself together. Loya's plan has reached this stage, and there is no room for him to relax. So, Jones patted his face and stood up, and said to Drake behind him: "I'm going out, and the safety of the island will be left to you. If someone comes to our place to cause trouble, you will be responsible for leading the team." Resist the enemy, understand?"

Drake didn't know Jones' true identity at all, and he didn't know what they were trying to do. Now he is parasitized by Loya's ice bomb, and whether he lives or dies is in the hands of the other party, so he can only follow Jones honestly.

Hearing Jones' instructions, Drake nodded silently, indicating that he understood.

As for whether there will be any lack of combat power after Jones leaves, Drake is really not interested in thinking about that issue. Anyway, I am now a prisoner, so does the ending of Cannibal Island have much to do with me?

Of course not.

However, thinking of the group of subordinates who were also planted with ice bombs, Drake was not optimistic about Moria's pursuit. With Luo Ya relentlessly using his vitality to raise seeds, the group of guys who were not weak in the first place are now even more powerful than they used to be. If Moriah treats them like a group of zombies like his subordinates, he will definitely suffer a big loss!

 …

On the other hand, Pirate Guerrillas.

Because it is a guerrilla that has formally separated from the navy, its name is justified, and with the existence of Loja, he does not want him to think that he has treated Zefa badly.

Therefore, the Warring States agrees that the warships and soldiers brought out by Zefa far exceed the scale of the pirate guerrillas in the same period in the original book! This group of hungry wolves at sea are like beasts out of cages, crazily resolute. Few of the pirates they encountered could escape. However, in just half a year, the name of the black-armed Zefa once again resounded across the sea.

It's just that this time, the one who appeared in everyone's sight was no longer the unkillable General Zefa. It's the real black-arm Zefa, whose methods are outrageously black!

Even those big pirate fleets with high self-esteem can only take a detour when they meet them. Maybe you have to abandon the slow and weak guy and dock your tail to survive.

It can be seen from this that Zefa's reputation has become so fierce now!

As the teacher of Loya who is equally fierce and mighty, countless pirates can only sigh with emotion: These two people really deserve to be masters and apprentices!

It is also because of his own prestige that Zefa and the others have sailed so far without any pirates daring to touch their edge, making them much faster. Therefore, the pirate guerrillas at this moment have arrived in Alabasta earlier than Loya planned.

However, they did not land, but hid in a bay, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Standing on the deck, Zefa, who was wearing a large cloak behind his back, was smoking a cigar, looking at the sea with a sad face, not knowing what he was thinking.

Behind him, Ain, who had been in contact with Loya, and Binz, who was dressed strangely, stood on the left and right, waiting for his order.

This time, even Zefa couldn't help but be shocked by the trump card Moria brought.

Although he didn't know what the other party used to persuade him to join forces, he couldn't help but treat those things with care. Thinking of this, Zefa took off his cigar and said to Ain and the two: "Inform everyone to prepare, the battle will start soon."

Since coming here, Zefa has never told the two of them who their enemy is. Out of trust in Zefa, the two didn't ask too many questions.

At this moment, upon hearing Zefa's order, Ain could no longer bear the doubts in his heart, and asked first: "Mr. Zefa, who are we here to deal with? And..."

"And what?"

"And..." Ain hesitated for a moment, but still said it: "And, didn't General Loya also come to this country? If he made a move, wouldn't the effect be the same?"

Hearing this, Zefa turned his head to look at his favorite student, but did not speak.

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