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Chapter 2482 You will become stronger, Becky!
The heavy iron gates at the front of the 'Big Boss' castle suddenly rose with a roar.

The air was filled with smoke and dust.

Accompanied by the chilling sound of iron hooves trampling.

A formidable cavalry force surged forth like a black torrent.

The warhorses beneath them were also shrouded in shadow.

Four hooves treading on fire.

His eyes were empty, yet they radiated pure killing intent.

The number of people was several thousand, and they quickly gathered together to form a charging momentum.

It is enough to shake any solid legionary defense.

These gangster knights immediately displayed extremely high tactical skills upon their arrival.

They immediately split into two groups, drawing two perfect arcs, intending to bypass the formidable sandstorm.

Launch a ruthless swarm attack from the flank against Crocodile, who remained standing still, spewing clouds of smoke.

Iron hooves clanged, shadows swirled.

Viewed from above, they resemble two giant arrows plunging into the sea of ​​sand.

however.

Just as these two cavalry vanguards charged into this desert area that shimmered golden in the sunlight.

Before he had even run a hundred meters, a sudden change occurred!

The seemingly solid sand beneath them collapsed and shifted without warning.

The sand that once carried the shadowy warhorses suddenly transformed into a greedy and deadly quicksand trap, generating an unnatural suction force.

The hundreds of 'gangster knights' at the forefront had no time to react.

Along with their silent, shadowy warhorses, they sank into the quicksand.

In just a few seconds, these figures were swallowed up by the sandstorm.

Not even a ripple was stirred.

And this is just the beginning.

Starting from the area entered by the 'Gangster Knight'.

The entire desert seemed to come alive.

The shifting sands spread and expanded rapidly outwards like a plague.

The following riders realized something was wrong and tried to pull the reins and turn, but it was too late.

One stretch of sand after another transformed into a vortex of death, mercilessly devouring these shadowy creations.

The shadowy warhorse struggled fiercely, kicking up clouds of sand, but could not break free from the shackles of the sea of ​​sand.

The gangster knight bobbed in the quicksand, brandishing his saber and firing his rifle.

But it could only stir up a few grains of sand in vain.

It was eventually completely submerged.

It only took a dozen or so breaths.

The once mighty and imposing force of thousands of gang knights vanished completely.

It's as if they never existed.

Only a few fragmented shadows remain, occasionally swept onto the surface by quicksand.

It was immediately swallowed up again.

The entire desert returned to deathly silence, with only the faint sound of wind whipping up the shifting sands.

From beginning to end.

Crocodile didn't even move an inch.

With a smoking Shukaku cigar between his left fingers, he let out his signature laugh, tinged with mockery and coldness:

"Ha-ha-ha-, experience the terror of the desert firsthand!"

"Becky!"

The laughter was like a cold awl, piercing Capone Becky's heart.

A sense of despair mixed with helplessness and anger seemed to turn into quicksand and swallow him up.

however.

His desire to win and his dignity as a challenger sustained him from giving up.

Capone Becky channeled all his resentment into a frenzied resistance against the sand tornado.

"Break open for me!"

This man, from the West Sea, born into a gangster family, and who calls himself the 'Godfather,' roared.

On the castle that it had transformed into, the 'Big Boss' castle, all the cannons roared once again.

This time, he concentrated his firepower highly, like a giant flaming razor, continuously bombarding the same area of ​​the sand tornado.

[Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!]

The cannonballs, wreathed in domineering power and blazing flames, glowing red, crashed into the sandstorm one after another.

And by detonating it in advance, they attempted to weaken and tear apart the endless sandstorm.

The sand scroll, which was already within arm's reach, writhed violently like a wounded python, pounding against the outer walls of the massive castle.

Every grain of sand that the wind blows through is like a million tiny files.

The Armament Haki that Capone Bege had applied to the cannonballs and the castle was constantly being worn down and depleted.

It gradually evolved into a long and brutal war of attrition.

Every minute, every second.

Capone Bege could feel his power rapidly diminishing.

The castle's outer walls and cannons gradually became mottled and dilapidated under the erosion of wind and sand.

The shadow soldiers created by the 'Teigu' gangster forces, the Capone Legion, cannot be generated at all.

They would turn into shadows and ashes in the wind as soon as they appeared outside the city.

So Capone Becky had no choice but to grit his teeth and hold on.

They poured all their energy into this battle, which they were destined to lose.

in this way.

Several hours passed like sand in an hourglass during the agonizing ordeal.

After the 'Big Boss' paid a huge price, losing nearly half of his artillery and depleting more than half of his own domineering aura.

The colossal sandstorm, truly connecting heaven and earth, let out a mournful cry of unbearable strain.

It started collapsing from the inside out.

It finally disintegrated amidst a violent disruption of natural energy.

It burst into a shower of ordinary sand, pouring down with a loud patter.

"Haha. It worked!"

Capone Becky's avatar inside the castle was breathing heavily, his chest heaving.

But his eyes were bright and piercing.

Despite the heavy price, they ultimately defeated Crocodile's powerful offensive head-on through their own strength.

This gave him a slight glimmer of hope, which had almost brought him to the bottom.

But this spark of hope ignited in the next moment.

It was extinguished completely by a casual remark, a word carried by the wind.

In the distance, Crocodile flicked the ash from his finished cigar.

Completely unconcerned about the sand roll being scattered by the opponent.

At this moment, he raised his right hand, palm up, and another cloud of hazy yellow dust spun and condensed rapidly.

The Sand Crocodile General gazed at the devastated giant castle in the distance.

It's like watching an ant struggling on a sand table.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Well, one more, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

The words have not yet fallen.

The newly formed sand roll had already swept out of Crocodile's palm.

In the blink of an eye.

It then formed a scale and destructive force that were no different from before.

They swept through the castle again, which had just finished a fierce battle and hadn't even caught its breath!

I watched as the deathly sandstorm rapidly magnified in my pupils.

Capone Becky's will was finally shattered by the cruel reality at this moment.

The despair and shock that penetrated to the bone completely overwhelmed his mind.

The gap in strength is so large that it's utterly frustrating.

But his unwavering willpower, strong enough to coalesce into an aura of dominance, still spurred him to grit his teeth, muster his spirits, and rise up in resistance.

Defeat is acceptable, but giving up is absolutely unacceptable!
This completely unequal battle lasted from 8 a.m. on the first day to 1 a.m. on the second day.

Capone Becky's methods, stamina, and domineering presence have finally been completely exhausted.

Only a faint, hazy consciousness remained.

"Well----"

The massive 'chieftain' castle began to crumble and disintegrate like weathered rock.

Until, amidst the swirling sandstorm, they reverted to their original, wounded and ragged human form.

The sandstorm that had been raging in the air also quietly subsided.

Crocodile's figure appeared in front of Capone Bege amidst a gust of sand.

He had a newly lit Shukaku cigar in his mouth, his expression calm, and even his hairstyle remained unchanged.

He lowered his head, looked at his old subordinate, and said calmly:
“I told you, you’re still a long way off, Becky.”

His tone revealed neither joy nor anger, but ultimately, out of consideration for their past relationship, he refrained from further humiliation.

"Stay with me for another three years, and you'll become even stronger."

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