One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

( ) A few days later, Chambord, Area 60.

"I said you guys, you're really not afraid of death..."

The person who said this was Simon. While watching the coater (film craftsman...too violent) coating the sailboat, he carefully installed the small angular nails on one inside a small tube.

He has already learned the flying knife technique of Doctor Doriere, but Simon is not ready to copy everything from others. With a smart brain, Simon fully combines his own physique and Devil Fruit skills to develop some practical technologies that are unique to him.

"Uh...why do you say that, Simon?" Aldo put down the iron tower for exercise and clasped his head in confusion.

Isn't it just from here to go to the new world? What does this have to do with not being afraid of death?

Simon: "...I think it's hard for me to explain it to you with your IQ, so I'll pretend I didn't hear it!"

Simon finished in one breath without punctuation, and then turned around and continued to work on his own.

Aludo nodded blankly, suddenly came back to his senses, raised a ton of iron tower in his hand and smashed it at Simon: "Bastard! Don't think I don't know that you are calling me stupid!"

"Hehe, you are really smart!"

Hearing the tinkling crashing in their ears, Brother Jerome sat on the bank with a picnic cloth in the middle, some snacks on it, and teacups.

Look out to the sea and breathe the sea breeze.

"Well... it's really, a peaceful day."

"Yes Yes."

"You two, it's enough! If you have time to fight, why don't you come over and help move things in!" Tony sneered as he passed by the two of them, calmly avoiding all kinds of flying hidden weapons and splashing stones, and led him behind him. With a bunch of shampoo's unique bubbles, which are wrapped in various living materials.

"No, did you hear what I said?"

Simon stopped and looked at Tony speechlessly: "From here to Cannibal Island, there is at least half a month's voyage in the middle. And we are now on ordinary sailboats, not warships, so this time must be calculated at least one month! "

"A month!"

"Do you know how many attacks we're going to meet?!"

"It's a big deal to be sunk,

I can swim anyway! "Aldo looked at Simon with malicious intent, and looked at the only devil fruit person in the group.

Simon: "...Go away!"

The coater has been working overtime all day and night, and the bubbles on the boat will soon be completed. Tony slowly stuffed the bubbles in his hand from the empty space left, and said to Minnie who was in charge of receiving on the deck: "Is Mingde still here?"

"Well, he said there was a chance to see you again, and he didn't know what to do."

Not all of the companions chose to leave with Minnie, and not all of those who left were with them.

Hearing Minnie's words, Tony said "oh" without looking into it. Ming De was very unhappy when he left, he must have something on his mind. Perhaps Simon, the "shame" of the Westin family, would know something, but what's the point of that?

If Mingde needs it, he will definitely come to them.

"Hey, Tony!" Aludo ran over, holding up a black cloth in his hand with an ugly skeleton painted on it: "Look, how about the pirate flag I drew!"

"Damn it!"

Tony's face turned black, and a red thread shot out, stirring the black cloth on Aldo's hand to a pulp. Looking at Aldo's blank eyes, Tony coughed, turned to the stunned navy not far away, and said, "Sorry, he's a little overexcited, things are not what you think... "

After all, these people were all their officers before, so let's just pretend they didn't see them...

The two navy soldiers who were in charge of guarding the gate at the office looked at each other and tacitly said that we didn't hear anything.

......

After a few days of adaptation, the undead and animals on the island gradually became accustomed to the existence of Loya. When he did not step out of the castle, the atmosphere on the island finally returned to the previous scene.

Death Knight Crocodile, this is Sand Crocodile's new identity, he is responsible for arranging all kinds of labor for the undead on the island, and undertakes the task of stationing the first line of defense on Turtle Island.

Even though the great sword that Loya had made for him did not conform to his aesthetic, he was still used to using the scorpion venom needle as a weapon, but he was still a knight.

Sir, you must have a name that matches your identity!

Loya answered him like this.

I thought that after a series of incidents, Loya would honestly stay on Turtle Island for vacation, but!

"It's so annoying, is it me again?"

His face was colder and paler than when he was alive, but he couldn't hide the disgust on Crocodile's face. He took the information that Drake brought back, and curled his lips: "Che, you really treat the undead as coolies! We dead people also have the right to ask for a vacation, okay?"

The resurrected undead are tireless and do not need to eat. As long as the soul flame continues to burn, they can move on forever. It is even said that because of Roja, even if their soul flame is extinguished, it will return to the master's hand, and will never escape the control of Roja.

However, this is not the reason why you leave all trivial matters to me, okay?

If I can't beat you...

Not knowing what Crocodile was complaining about, Drake tightened the mask on his face, and his voice was a little dull: "Come on, isn't it as simple as digging a grave? Or you and I can change, and Pei Lorna went to Dressrosa to spy on Doflamingo?"

"In fact, nothing has changed."

Crocodile stroked the great sword beside him, and tapped the skeleton on the hilt with his fingers: "I don't think you can really deal with flamingos, and the captain must understand this."

"So after completing the task, I still have to go to Dressrosa."

"I'm really sorry for dragging my feet!" Drake rolled his eyes and looked at the great sword made of dead bones in disgust.

It is because there are so many... things made of the same material, so he has to wear a mask every time he comes.

dong dong dong...

The door of the room was pushed open, and an undead with only half of his head walked in. He was wearing an old-fashioned butler's suit, and gave Crocodile a slight salute.

"Commander, dinner is ready, do you want to eat here or go to the restaurant?"

Hearing his words, Crocodile turned to look at Drake and raised his eyebrows: "Want to eat together?"

"...Farewell!"

After all, there was wind under Drake's feet, and he walked quickly around the undead butler and walked out.

Seeing him running away hastily, Crocodile smiled and picked up the information on the table again. He is very clear about Loya's plan, and he also knows that he must show the corresponding value.

"A chance to declare yourself to the world?"

"It's really hard work, Captain."