From the Navy Admiral to the Gotei 13

Crocodile was startled at first, then seemed to guess something. If nothing unexpected happened, it must be Diarmait's gravitational attraction. What was it called? The intelligence said... Oh, right, the Universal Attraction?

Thinking of this, Crocodile was ready to respond. He transformed into an element and his figure turned into countless flying yellow sands, ready to use it to avoid Diarmait's "Heavenly Attraction of All Things".

However, he had just used the elemental transformation when the yellow sand failed to disperse. It was forcibly disturbed by another force and gathered into a whole again.

"What is this!?" Crocodile was stunned.

How is it possible that someone can interfere with another person's elementalization?

But he didn't have time to think. With this sudden stop, his figure flew directly into Diarmait's palm like a cannonball.

The next second, Diarmuid had grabbed Crocodile's neck and lifted him up in his hand.

Crocodile remained calm in the face of danger, grabbed Diarmait's arm with one hand, and barely broke free from Diarmait's grip. He smiled evilly and said, "You shouldn't have touched me. Become a mummy...Erosion of reincarnation!!!" 2.9 In fact, the so-called "desert prison" was enough to suck out the water in a person's body and turn them into a mummy.

But when facing Diarmait, Crocodile decided to go all out, even going overboard, and directly attacked with the power of the Corrosion Cycle, which could drain an entire city!

However, the slogan was shouted loudly. Crocodile looked at Diarmait, who had not changed at all, and felt his own strength again.

Hey? Where's my shasha fruit?

"You're such a waste of my time!" Diarmuid glanced at Crocodile with disdain, then exerted force with his hand, as if he was going to break Crocodile's neck. But at this moment, Doflamingo cleared his throat and said, "Ahem, Admiral... show some mercy."

Diarmait looked at Doflamingo in surprise. Could it be that you really have some... unclear relationship with Crocodile?

Is this true love?

Hiss, I have the impression that Crocodile seemed to have some secret with Ivankov when he was young. Could it be that he was really a woman before?

There is no reason! ?

Doflamingo didn't think much about it and whispered, "We didn't bring any fruit, let's not waste it..." Diarmait was stunned for a moment, then frowned. What was going on?

Why did he have such a strong desire to kill? He hadn't even asked Crocodile about the weapon, nor had he prepared any fruit to seize the Sand-Sand Fruit, so why did he suddenly want to strangle Crocodile?

Is it because of the side effects of the Dark-Dark Fruit?

Chapter 377: Seized Crocodile’s Sand-Sand Fruit!

At the Oasis Hotel, Diarmait stood at the window, watching as order gradually returned to Albana.

Because of the poison gas bombs and zombies, and the fact that the Nefertari clan was gone and Crocodile was deployed, the war naturally could not be fought.

The Geming Army evacuated, the Kingdom Army surrendered directly, and the rebels were defeated by poison gas and other things. For a time, there was no winner in the war of Albana.

The kingdom's power structure has completely collapsed, and the one currently maintaining order in Albana is still Vice Admiral Dalmatian of the Navy Headquarters.

He is working hard to lead the navy to the effects of exposure to poison gas and restore post-war order.

"The side effect of the Dark-Dark Fruit is that it induces darkness in people's hearts? Or some other evil thoughts?" Diarmuid murmured softly.

Basically, every devil fruit has its own side effects, not just the inability to swim, but a variety of strange ones.

The more he thought about this problem, the more strange it seemed to Diarmait.

Just as he used his consciousness to detect the unknown black thing in his body, his face suddenly turned pale and then turned red.

My breathing also became a little disordered.

"What's going on?" Diarmait frowned.

He had studied this little black thing a lot before, and every time he thought about it, there were no accidents. At most, he just couldn't figure out the situation.

This time, he just thought about it for a moment and felt an extremely strong mental pressure.

It seemed like the little black thing inside him was undergoing transformation? Or perhaps, it was operating?

This kind of mental pressure does not mean that this little black thing is hurting himself or resisting himself. On the contrary, it is like a part of Diarmait's body, and it naturally connects with Diarmait's mental power.

12 The reason for the pressure is that Diarmait’s mental strength cannot withstand the ‘environment’ inside.

After thinking for a while, Diarmait stopped studying this thing. It was obvious that there was something wrong with it. He couldn't figure it out by himself, so he decided to wait for time to give him the answer.

Just as Diarmait was thinking about these messy things.

The door of the hotel room was opened, and then Crocodile was brought in by Doflamingo, Jinbe, and Hancock.

Tina followed behind him, carrying bags of fruit. She said helplessly, "It's really difficult to find these fruits in a war-torn area like this..."

Diarmait looked at them and asked, "Where's Mihawk?"

"I don't know. He hasn't come back yet. I guess he's still fighting with Dragon?" Jinbei shook his head.

Before Diarmuid could speak again, Crocodile suddenly said, "Marijoa wants the Nefertari clan! Nefertari. Vivi is in my hands. If you let me go, I can hand them over to you. This is a great achievement, isn't it?"

Diarmait???

Didn’t they say that Princess Vivi was taken away by those guys from Dorag?

But considering Crocodile knew that Princess Vivi hadn't fallen into the hands of the CP Agency, maybe he really had snatched her away from Dragon and the others...

This guy is awesome!

Now that I think about it, if I weren't here, he would have basically succeeded!

Even if he didn't have the Dark-Dark Fruit, even if he was here, he wouldn't be able to withstand the full force of that ancient weapon, Pluto. At best, he'd be lucky to be able to protect Tina. The rest, he could only rely on luck.

But Crocodile's goal can basically be achieved!

That's right, Diarmait had learned from Robin that Crocodile used the power of ancient weapons.

So thinking of this, Diarmait looked at Crocodile with some pity again. This guy was really unlucky. He originally met the Straw Hat Pirates and was beaten up by the Protagonists of Destiny. Now he met himself and the Dark-Dark Fruit... It was amazing.

"Do you think I care about merit or not? Why? If I catch Vivi, can I become the Admiral of the Navy?" Diarmuid said with a slightly sarcastic tone.

Nefertari. What does Vivi have to do with Diarmait? Perhaps in Marijoa's eyes, she is very valuable, but in Diarmait's eyes, she is useless, far less valuable than Crocodile's Sand-Sand Fruit. How could Diarmait let Crocodile go for this?

Crocodile was stunned for a moment. It seemed that this was also the case. At Diarmait's level, merit and success were no longer a factor. ... Those who could become generals were all capable of achieving merit, and those who were not short of even a little bit of merit, wanted to advance further, mostly through internal struggle and coordination.

Crocodile ignored Diarmait and instead looked at Doflamingo and the others and said, "You at least need... Your mission this time is to capture the Nefertari clan! As one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea..."

"Ahem, sorry, I'm Vice Admiral Jinbei of the Marine Headquarters." Jinbei cleared his throat.

Hancock also touched her nose and said, "Former Captain of the Marine G-7 Branch, current Shichibukai, and Vice Admiral of the Marine Headquarters. Boa Hancock."

Anyone who stepped out of the navy system and successfully became one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea would have long been promoted to the rank of vice admiral in the navy's top-secret files.

Crocodile looked at Jinbei and Hancock in confusion. What the hell...

Then he looked at Doflamingo with an incredible look, "Are you also a navy?"

"Ahem..." Doflamingo coughed awkwardly, then said, "Don't get me wrong, I've never been a navy officer. I'm a pirate through and through, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. However, I've always had a friendly relationship with the navy. Oh, and to be honest, my younger brother is the adopted son of Marshal Sengoku, and my most trusted subordinate is a rear admiral in the navy..."

Crocodile almost spit in Doflamingo's face, fuck you!

You're no different from a navy, right?

What the hell are these monsters I've recruited this time? And you're all marines? And I'm the only pirate?

What happened to the Seven Warlords of the Sea?

Have the people in this world become so filthy?

What about trust between people?

Can it still get better?

"Mihawk..." Crocodile suddenly shouted, and then asked frantically: "Where's Mihawk? Is he also a marine?"

"Ah, not really." Jinbei shook his head naively, then said, "From what you've recruited, only Mihawk isn't considered one of ours."

Crocodile's expression was slightly relieved. At least I wasn't completely blind... at least I found someone who wasn't from the navy.

At this moment, Crocodile was stunned again, and then asked: "Based on the ones I recruited? In other words, the other two, Smoker and Bartholomew. Is Kuma also a marine?"

Diarmuid was too lazy to explain so much to him and said with a smile: "Crocodile, you don't think that the Seven Warlords of the Sea are a pirate organization, do you?"

Crocodile really wanted to say, shouldn’t it be a pirate organization?

But looking at the current situation, no matter how stupid he is, he should understand that the Seven Warlords of the Sea should generally be a peripheral organization of the Navy. These bastard Marines are so damn insidious!

If nothing unexpected happens, among the seven warlords of the sea, only Mihawk and I are pirates?

Of the Seven Warlords of the Sea...five are navy?

At this moment, Crocodile was truly desperate. He suddenly smiled and said, "Things have developed to this point. In the final analysis, it's all because I didn't know people well enough."

"Any last words?" Diarmait asked.

After knowing so many secrets of the navy, Crocodile knew that he was doomed.

At this moment, he had no bargaining chips in his hand. Knowing that he would die, he acted like a real pirate and did not show any spinelessness.

After a moment of contemplation, Crocodile looked at Diarmait and asked, "I don't have any last words. Someone like me shouldn't have any last words, right? But I have one last question. What exactly is your ability?"

Crocodile didn't have any sons or heirs, so he naturally didn't bother to leave any last words. On the contrary, before he died, he wanted to figure out what kind of abilities that bastard Diarmait had.

What about gravity?

Whose gravity can absorb the attacks of ancient weapons?

Diarmait was silent for a moment, then he said, "You may not believe me, but since this is your last question before you die, I will tell you. Not long ago, I became a dual-fruit ability user. In other words, I am now a superhuman type. I am also a natural type user of the Gravity Fruit. I am also a dark-dark fruit user. The power I used before was the power of the dark-dark fruit..."

"Double Fruit!?" Crocodile instinctively wanted to question something.

But suddenly he felt that it was unnecessary. There was no need for Diarmait to lie to him, and he did show the power of darkness...

Thinking of this, Crocodile suddenly laughed out loud: "Hahahahahahaha, I don't think it's too unfair to be defeated by the double fruit ability user. Then, come on, satisfy your evil taste and kill me with your own hands..."

Crocodile still thought that Diarmuid had a bad taste at this time. After all, there was no need to kill himself with his own hands, right?

Diarmuid held a glint of darkness in his hand and looked at Crocodile. "This isn't some malicious act. One of the most unique abilities of the Dark-Dark Fruit 700 is its ability to steal the power of another's Devil Fruit. You've probably experienced this once before. Crocodile, after your death, your natural ability, the Sand-Sand Fruit, will be kept by us..."

Crocodile's eyes widened suddenly, as if he couldn't believe it.

But he didn't have time to speak anymore. The darkness in Diarmait's hand turned into sharp claws, which suddenly struck Crocodile's chest and grabbed his heart.

Then, a strong dark force burst out from Diarmait's hands. The light in Crocodile's eyes became increasingly dim, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth and nose.

After a long time, he stared at Diarmait with a creepy look and fell silent.

The great pirate. One of the Seven Warlords of the Sea. Crocodile. Crocodile, just like that, died at the hands of Diarmait.

However, Diarmait and others had no intention of commemorating Crocodile here. Doflamingo asked with anticipation in his eyes, "How is it?" "Bring the fruit here quickly!" Diarmait quickly ordered.

He could already feel that his dark element had captured something. Since this was his first time doing this and he didn't know how long it would last, Diarmait didn't dare to delay.