The Pirate King Wrote A Lot Of Pirates

PS: It’s the third day now, no update, sorry everyone! Conflict with daughter-in-law, watching Valentine’s Day, what is the matter! Affected the mood wow… Even though he was in the sea, under the surface of the sea, the bell that seemed to ring in the soul still penetrated the space without any obstacles, crossed the distance, and echoed in Crokdahl’s mind. Krockdal couldn’t help but stand quietly for a long time, quite sighed, smoked a cigarette, lit it and took a deep breath, in the exhaled misty smoke, his eyes were a little erratic. “This is … This bell is…” Probably everyone on board heard the bell except for Crokdahl, and they were all puzzled, so much so that they actually asked such a question at the same time.

“It’s amazing!” Someone sighed.

yes, it’s amazing! If it were just the sound of bells, it would have become inaudible from a height of 10,000 meters! It’s amazing! This bell is not only not weakened, it seems to be constantly increasing, not the ringing of the bell throughout the world, but the resonance of the heart and the bell, so that this bell directly acts on people’s hearts and minds. What sound can be more magnificent than the sound that acts directly on the heart?

“It’s amazing…” Some people were surprised.

yes, it’s amazing. There are such bells in the world…

“Little ones, move, float!” Krockdal withdrew his sighing feelings, his face instantly straightened, and ordered. In any case, his current identity is… Sea thief, Crokdahl!

“Boom…” The floating rainstorm broke through the sea and reappeared in the sunlight. It’s hard to imagine that the weather that seemed like the end of the world a moment ago actually changed back to clear sky in a blink of an eye.

As the huge hull of the Rainstorm surfaced on the surface, the separated sea water slapped on the sea along the side of the ship, stirring up a heavy wave and carrying the waves away.

“Squeak—goo…” With a toothic sound, several layers of protective plates slowly retracted, and the Rainstorm returned from a latent state to an ordinary sailing state. At Pola’s command, the pirates came out and began their work, clearing the deck while erecting five huge masts again.

After the pirates briefly cleaned the deck, Crokdal walked out of the cabin with a stride. Facing the sea breeze, he stretched out greatly.

“Whew! Or is the air outside comfortable… By the way, you guys bring people…”

“Hiss-whew…” Taking a sharp puff of his cigar, Crockdahl flicked the remaining cigars into the sea, regardless of whether there was a pollution problem.

“Catch that thing and see…” The

pirates listened to the boss’s words and followed Crokdal’s gaze, looking far away, except for the seemingly boundless sea, there was nothing eye-catching. If anything, it’s the reef that you can see occasionally. Seabirds, perhaps by name, or completely unimpressed, landed on it, repairing their feathers. However, since the boss spoke, they naturally had to comply unconditionally.

After a while, the sea was filled with small boats, heading towards the distance. There are four pirates on each ship, and the remaining three are watching around, and they cooperate very well. These are the men and horses that Krockdal has just ordered to go down and search, what to search for? In fact, Krockdahl couldn’t tell, but his intuition told him that something seemed to exist there.

The dark clouds cleared and the sky was bright, but Crockdar was a little uncomfortable. When looking around, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the sky, although there was no rain, was also hung with a magnificent rainbow.

“Gold! What a lot of gold!

While enjoying the scenery, quite a few pirates have returned in small boats, slowing down pieces of broken gold on their boats,

Before they approached the Rainstorm, they shouted excitedly. What are the pirates willing to risk their lives to go to sea for? It’s not just these golden things! By the time the pirates had all gathered back, a golden hill had been piled up on the deck of the Torrential Rain, and the golden light flashed the eyes of the pirates. However, because Crockdar was on the side, they did not dare to move, but a joyful expression could not be restrained on their faces.

Krockdal walked to the golden mountain, casually picked up a piece of broken gold and looked at it. After a while, a strange look appeared. Why? The piece of gold in his hand is obviously a fragment of the rudder, and as a pirate who has been floating at sea for a long time, he is familiar with the structure of the hull.

Picking up a few more pieces of broken gold and looking at them, the puzzled look in Crokdahl’s eyes deepened, these gold seemed to be fragments of a ship made entirely of gold…

“That’s not right… Although there is a lot of gold, my feelings are not these…” Crockdal threw down the gold in his hand and shouted to the pirates with golden eyes, “Go and search again, there are any strange things or people to bring me!” After that, Crockdar touched his chin and thought. Although the pirates

were puzzled by Crockdahl’s order, they did not dare to argue, after all, the accumulation of prestige, he stood there, and the pirates did not even dare to be lazy. Just as it was getting dark and Crokdal was about to lose patience and was about to give up his sudden thought, he finally got what he was looking for.

Just as Krockdahl was about to give the order to end the search when this group of searchers returned, and no longer searched, a small boat slowly came in the afterglow of the setting sun. On the ship, in addition to the four pirates, there is also a guy with several imperial Thunder god drums on his back.

The man was shirtless, wearing a pair of bulging pants on the lower body, and the back seemed to grow out, with a circle of tai drums. Seeing this man, Crockdahl instinctively told himself that this was what he was looking for. The

guy who was salvaged by Crokdahl’s men is naturally the ability to sound the thunder fruit, “Thor” Anilu. At this time, Anilu was obviously full of water, her stomach bulged like a pregnant woman, and she seemed to be in danger of bursting at any time. At the same time, Anilu’s face also had a painful expression, which matched his embarrassed appearance.

The boat slowly leaned over the side of the Stormstorm, and then threw two ropes tied to iron hooks from the ship. The pirates on the small boat very sharply fixed the iron hook on the ring buckle of the small boat, and then the small boat was pulled up by the pirates on the heavy rain. When the boat was towed to level with the deck, the four pirates only pulled their arms and two dragged Anilu up. Then they dragged the signature golden stick of Anilu from the boat, and God knows how they found it! Moreover, the speed of the boat before was so slow, it is estimated that it is inseparable from this thick and long gold, after all, the density of gold is still very high.

“You guys, wake him up and feed him something to eat.” With a word, Crockdar went back into the cabin. And after he turned to leave, the deck thieves suddenly broke out and cheered and celebrated. What’s more, he even pounced on the golden mountain and rolled up. However, they have a sense of proportion, and even if they have desire, they dare not put any piece of gold into their arms.

With Crokdahl’s orders, someone naturally gave first aid to Anilu, who was filled with seawater, and fed some liquid food to his mouth. As the sea water in his belly was spit out one by one and he ate some food, Anilu gradually woke up, but he still fell soft on the deck like a lump of mud.

Opening his eyes, Anilu looked around warily, his eyes full of undisguised arrogance. Even if he is down, he is a god! However, because of the exhaustion of the battle, coupled with soaking in the sea for a while, Anilu only felt that his limbs were weak at this time, and his arrogant posture like a peacock looked particularly funny in the eyes of the people around him.

Although they have the intention to make fun, these people are just talking, and they don’t know this person’s position in Crokedahl’s heart, so they naturally dare not make any rash moves. With a few people watching, the person at the head immediately reported the situation upwards.

After a while, UU reads books www.uukanshu.com Crokdahl, who heard Paula’s report, came to the deck and looked at the embarrassed but still proud “Thor”, Anilu.

Although there were no words, Anilu heard the thoughts of the pirates through the heart net, and he was as proud as he was naturally angry in his heart, but he could only endure it. At the same time, he was also silently recovering his physical strength, and he believed that when his physical strength recovered, no one would be able to defeat him!

“Hey… Don’t look at me like that…” Standing on the deck, Crocdahl looked at Anilu with interest, and the other party was staring at him deadly, with something he couldn’t see.

“Who are you.” The cold tone, although you can hear the weakness of the person who speaks, but at the same time, you can feel the pride of the person who speaks. Even if it is embarrassing, it does not lose the arrogance of the true colors of the strong.

“Well, Crokdahl, I’m just a pirate.” Crokdal smiled, crouched down, and looked at Anilu. He could feel that the person in front of him was a strong person, and it was likely to be a powerful ability, perhaps this was the kind of wonderful feeling that made him notice.

“I haven’t heard of it.” Anilu’s voice was still cold, “O ant, this god commands you to submit to me immediately, otherwise…”

“How else? Hehe…… Who do you think you are? God? Hahahaha… Stop laughing at the dead! Is it just that eating a devil fruit really treats himself as a character? Crockdahl laughed loudly, pointed at Anilu and said, “A great voyage like you is a big catch!”

“Dare to blaspheme…,” Anilu whispered, “Then prepare to receive divine punishment!” Anilu has already felt the recovery of physical strength, although he is still weak, but in the face of these ants, enough!