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OPI Chapter 62: Windstorm versus Sandstorm
🕑 Added 2023-11-21 16:53:25 +0000 UTCOn a planet, the most terrifying and destructive thing is not human beings or any animal species, but extreme natural climates.
For millennia, they have been revered, feared, and even objects of faith, giving rise to a term unique to them.
Natural disasters!
Among them, natural disasters are divided into many categories, and in desert countries, the most common and powerful one is sandstorm.
Fierce winds carry a large amount of dry earth, pebbles and yellow sand, darkening the sky and burying everything in their path under the sand.
At this moment, Dragon finds himself in the middle of this terrifying natural catastrophe, fighting a life and death battle against the Slaver King who controls this calamity.
The green whirlwind that surrounded Dragon has already turned into a vivid wind dragon that rotates around him, keeping the sandstorm at a distance of ten meters around, that is its limit.
[Clang!]
It can no longer be counted how many times the claws and the staff have collided directly, but the impressive shock wave that is unleashed seems to be more and more ferocious than before. Wherever it goes, be it wind or sand, everything is swept away by air waves.
But the endless sandstorm quickly returns, reducing visibility to its minimum. Everywhere you look, there is only a roaring yellow world.
"What a difficult guy!"
King Taklama, who was hiding in the dark with the help of the sandstorm, was no longer in the relaxed and comfortable mood at the beginning. The face under the golden mask was already full of irritability and anger.
He thought that with his own strength, it would be easy to take down Dragon, and he would soon have an ace slave of the Logia-type.
Who knows, the battle would drag on for such a long time.
It is true that Dragon's dodge ability is too tricky. Whether it is thousands of slave rings or his own secret attacks, he can always use various movements or methods to dodge them one by one miraculously.
Like a true wind dragon, it plays wildly between the wind and the sea of sand. His mastery of Kenbunshoku Haki is so impressive that it makes the Slaver King even more impressed.
Can Kenbunshoku Haki really be used at this level?
But one thing is strange. As long as it is a front-on strike from his staff, Dragon will not avoid it at all. Instead, he will take the initiative to use his strange claw and physical skills to catch it head-on.
Even if he hits him hard again and again, even if blood oozes from the corners of his mouth, and even if the green suit on his body becomes tattered, he will still fight back.
To be honest, King Taklama thought it was nothing at first, but now he has an ominous premonition.
The key is that he has already tried his best, but he still cannot completely defeat Dragon. This is the most annoying thing.
How long can Garp's little brat hold out?
Just die at once!
The Slaver King's mentality has gone to the extreme. Every time he takes action, he goes all out to be ruthless, regardless of whether he will kill Dragon.
The sound of metallic hits resonates intensely and frenetically. The golden staff, covered in inky black, shakes in a whirlwind of shadows, and continuous sonic booms continued to explode, accompanied by his rage pouring madly on the claw shadows all over the sky. Every collision would make Dragon uncomfortable for a while, but he still gritted his bloody teeth and persisted, over and over again.
Although it might be an illusion, Dragon feels that the opponent's strength is gradually decreasing.
"Aaargh!"
The furious King Taklama finally admitted in his heart that he could not defeat Dragon with his physical skills and Haki alone. To be honest, he was very angry, but he had to accept it.
Luckily for the Slaver King, his greatest strength lies not in himself, but in his slaves.
He is a user with Paramecia-type Pet-Pet Fruit abilities.
The Slaver King of the underworld!
"Show yourself, Sand King..."
[Sfffsshh!]
Suddenly, following King Taklama's command, Dragon clearly noticed that the surrounding wind and sand were flowing rapidly. They were gathering in large numbers at the former's feet, forming the outline of a huge object at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When the finally formed existence appeared in front of his eyes, Dragon's pupils suddenly shrank.
Because he sees an earth-colored scorpion, with sturdy pincers, a long abdomen, and sharp stingers on its upper part, its size is several times larger than a warship!
The strange thing is that this scorpion is floating in the air with King Taklama on its back, but even so, it is not as eye-catching as the green ring on its abdomen.
"So that's it. Is this the secret of why you can control the wind and sand?" Dragon finally understood the principle of this slave king's methods.
"Hahahaha, now, it doesn't hurt to tell you!"
Seeing Dragon's surprised look, King Taklama felt a little better. He extended his left hand, letting it shine with a green glow, and laughed. "This is the most powerful awakening ability of the Paramecia-type Pet-Pet Fruit. It can dominate not only creatures, but even natural phenomena like my slaves!"
"The reason I set up my base on this island is because I have subdued the sandstorms here. Not only does it grant me powerful and versatile abilities, but it also conceals my presence, allowing me to remain in the shadows for decades."
After saying that, the Slaver King looked at Dragon in confusion and asked: "To be honest, I am still shocked. How did your navy find me? I wonder if you can explain it to me?"
'Who knows!' Dragon complained in his heart. After all, he was only acting under orders and was not a high-ranking member of the navy, but on the surface he just replied coldly. "I can't reveal that information."
Meanwhile, he evaluated the 'King of Sand' under the feet of the Slaver King. According to the King's description, this would be a real natural disaster, forcibly molded by the Pet-Pet Fruit into this shape. But, based on his previous abilities, it didn't seem like that would affect his control over the sandstorm.
In other words, my next opponent is the natural disaster of an island!
No wonder King Taklama regards him as his trump card...
"Hmph, if so, I will knock you unconscious first. Then we will find a more appropriate place to have a proper chat between master and slave." The Slave King growled, stomping on the back of the 'Sand King' beneath him. Then he ordered: "Kill him, Sand King!"
[Yes, Master...]
This 'Sand King' can actually speak aloud. Although his voice is extremely hoarse and thick, he obviously has a certain amount of intelligence. He really looks like a smart pet!
The giant stinger on the Sand King's back waved slightly and instantly disappeared before his eyes.
[Whoosh!]
Suddenly, a flash of red light flashed in Dragon's eyes, and at the same time it turned into green wind and dispersed. The next moment, a long thorn glowing with black light was pointed at the place where it was last second.
"What a fast attack speed!"
If it weren't for the fact that the storm fruit had increased the perception of his Kenbunshoku Haki, that recent attack might have been difficult for him to dodge in his normal state.
Each individual tends to have inclinations towards Busoshoku Haki or Kenbunshoku Haki. There is rarely a balance between the two. Before, he was like Garp, more inclined towards Busoshoku Haki, but now his Kenbunshoku Haki surpassed the former.
At the same time, Dragon discovered that King Taklama had disappeared, leaving only the huge 'Sand King', which was rushing like a sandstorm in the shape of a scorpion.
"You know, Slaver King... When I think that as long as I defeat you, all the slaves will be free, then I have no reason to lose!"
The wind dragon that was originally circling around him was condensed on his right arm and rotated at high speed, forming a green tornado visible to the naked eye.
The next moment, the index and middle fingers of his right hand joined together, as he separated the space between his ring and middle fingers. Bending her pinky and ring finger, and slightly flexing her thumb, she assumed the three-clawed dragon stance.
"Kaze no Ryusoken: Arashi Ryuo!"
[Boom...!]
The surging claw power coupled with the maximum output of the storm, accompanied by the high-pitched roar of the wind, collided head-on with the onrushing 'King of Sand'.
This moment, or rather, what would follow, would be the most intense confrontation between the Windstorm and the Sandstorm.
