One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

( ) In order to solve the problem of insufficient combat power in the mid-range of the undead army, Loya has considered many methods, but no matter how he thinks, he can't find a place that can expand the number of undead army on a large scale. Moreover, if the resurrected undead were not strong enough in life, no matter how much power he used to transform them, they would not be able to exert their due value.

Until one day Crocodile told him that there were still many pirates in the icebergs that were buried together with the navy soldiers before.

The country of Alabasta is of great significance to Crocodile, so he paid a little more attention to the information after the war in Alabasta.

This sentence reminded Loya that although the number of pirates captured by the navy last year was huge, there were also a lot of pirates who died on that battlefield. And in terms of strength alone, it far exceeds the average level on the great route.

For example, the big pirate Bailey, whose leg was torn off by him and was about to be taken back alive to execute Liwei, put an end to his pirate career in the subsequent battle.

Well, Bailey, a generation of great pirates, died in the melee that broke out between pirates, and was even shot in the head with a musket by an insignificant low-level handyman.

But for the undead army, whether they have a head is actually not a big problem. They are not the zombies in zombie movies, and they have no fatal weakness except the soul.

So Loya made up his mind, and Crocodile went to sea this time.

Of course, Crocodile does not have the power to directly resurrect the dead, nor is he here to be a porter. The reason why he doesn't like to carry the big skeleton sword that gets in the way is because Loya imprinted the power of resurrecting the undead on this big sword.

And it's not a one-time item. If the magic power inside is exhausted, it can be reused after taking it back to let Loya recharge it. It is environmentally friendly and hygienic, and does not pollute the environment.

And at critical moments, Crocodile can rely on the undead magic inside to recover from injuries and burst out. It is definitely a must-have artifact for home travel, murder and arson!

That's the shape, it would be great if it could be made into the shape of a scorpion's poisonous hook...

The soldiers of the Union Army who had fainted could not see the next scene, but the undead soldiers brought by Crocodile could see clearly.

After Crocodile's big sword was inserted, nothing happened in the first few seconds, but then, a violent vibration came out, and the sea around the iceberg kept rolling in this terrifying vibration, lapping and turning. A circle of waves quickly formed and spread far away.

Then......

Click!

A stiff, frozen pale purple hand breaks the ice,

He buckled heavily on the ice. With this point of leverage, the owner of the palm quickly crawled out from under the ice.

"Uh uh... ah!"

With disheveled hair and bloodless face, this undead crawled back from hell, looked up at the sun in the sky, and roared hoarsely.

The roar of the undead was not loud, but this scene was enough to make the soldiers who were already dead feel terrified...if they still had that organ.

"Welcome to join us... Ulysses, Blood Count!"

Crocodile took back the big sword with a smile and put it on his back: "Master has been waiting for you for a long time!"

It is a novel experience to be able to speak without breathing. Hearing Crocodile's words, the resurrected Ulysses tried several times before letting his dry throat make a sound that others could understand.

"Owner?"

"Yes Master!"

Crocodile waved his coat, opened his hands as if embracing something, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm: "Give you, the masters of the second life!"

"us?"

Ulysses turned his head and looked at the empty ice.

Then......

Click click click!

Arms that were complete or mutilated protruded out of the ice, and corpses that had long since died crawled out of this iceberg grave one after another. Judging by the number, it was even worse than the undead army on Turtle Island today. Don't give up!

"us!"

Ulysses suddenly understood why at the last moment, Luo Ya had the ability to smash him with a slap, but insisted on draining his vitality.

It's definitely not a good experience...

Even if you die, you must continue to fight!

 …

New World, sea area near Dressrosa.

"I said Drake, although I have never been to Dressrosa, but looking at the defense layout here, it is obviously not the layout that a country should have under normal circumstances."

Perona floated beside Drake under her lovely parasol, which offered only a little psychological comfort.

She can bypass the closely guarded soldiers through the characteristics of the ghost itself, but Drake can't. His iconic chin is so obtrusive that unless it is cut off, others will recognize him at a glance.

Because of Loya's rebellion against the navy, he, the "rear admiral of the navy traitor", was also pulled out of the old calendar, and all kinds of comments were made.

But cutting off the chin is a very unrealistic solution, and Drake has no intention of "really sacrificing the color" because of the mission. And apart from Drake, they are also accompanied by many soldiers this time, so we can't let everyone cut off their features before going in!

"Well...it's hard for me..." Derek touched the scar on his chin, frowning and thinking.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up: "Otherwise, you can go in and find information... Anyway, you are a ghost, and no one can hurt you."

"Hahaha... no way!" Perona first laughed out loud, and then decisively rejected Drake's request.

"Please, I'm a girl! Can you show some face and let a little girl take risks to collect information, while you, a big man, hide behind and enjoy the rewards?"

"And most importantly, I have no relevant experience in intelligence gathering. Since you were a rear admiral before, you should be more proficient in these than me!"

This... makes a lot of sense!

Hearing Perona's teasing, Drake couldn't help blushing, and smiled embarrassingly.

But since Perona can't be allowed to collect information alone, how can they get in with this big boat? Now Dressrosa is obviously under martial law, and I don't know if it's because Loya rebelled against the navy. This group of guys of unknown origin entered the city without authorization, and they might have to be killed by the cadres of the Don Quixote family before the gate of the city.

Perona saw that there were only a few entrances in Dressrosa, and there were cadres of the Don Quixote family leading soldiers from various ministries to garrison them. It is very irrational to force them!

A Pica is indeed a serious loss to the flamingo, but not enough to hurt the entire Don Quixote family.

For a moment, both of them were stumped by this question.

It would be great if it was Loya!

Drake is so emotional... Although the current Crocodile is strong, it does not have the absolute power of Loya that crushes everything. Moreover, this mission Loya also asked them to catch alive, which added a lot of difficulty to the already difficult mission.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have to take such painstaking efforts to collect information, and just wait for Loya to rush in to solve everything and then clean up the battlefield.

But if means that there is no "if" happened, the problem is still in front of them.

She was frowning again for a long time, and suddenly Perona's eyes lit up, remembering the scene she saw when she went to check the situation before.

"Hey, Drake. Although they have tight defenses, they didn't deny the entry of caravans and tourists. Do you think we can pretend to be caravans and sneak in?"

"Dreis Rosa is a tropical island that focuses on vacations. If they even prohibit tourists and caravans from entering, then even if we don't care about anything, they will not be far from dying." Drake replied : "You have a good idea, but how do we avoid being recognized?"

Those cadres are all new world powerhouses who can use knowledge and domineering. It is impossible to hide this kind of thing without having a stronger knowledge and knowledge than the other party.

I'm sorry, but Drake is just a guy who is proficient in arming but not knowledgeable.

"This... I suddenly had a brilliant idea!"

Perona grinned, and circled around Drake: "Aren't you an animal fruit ability user? Tell me, how about we go in disguised as a circus?"

Hold the grass! ! !

Drake's eyelids twitched, and suddenly his heart felt cold.

It seems that the door to a new world is about to be opened. Hey!