Leave None Alive

"Leave none alive."

As the final word fell, the sky suddenly went silent.

The thunder that had seemed to weigh upon everyone's heads came to an abrupt halt.

The next instant—

The storm clouds that had loomed over the square seemed to be slowly pushed aside by some invisible force.

The roiling black clouds swiftly receded, peeling away layer by layer into the distance.

The lightning vanished, and the rain stopped.

A massive crack suddenly split open within the heavy clouds.

Sunlight poured down from the heavens, a golden pillar of light falling directly upon Loguetown's square.

It illuminated the shattered stone tiles littering the ground, the enormous crater that had just been blasted open, and the—

Furious, terrified, disbelieving faces of the pirates.

Their expressions looked especially twisted beneath the sunlight.

Some had gone deathly pale.

Some had veins bulging across their foreheads.

Others gripped their weapons tightly, yet could not stop their bodies from trembling.

At that moment, everyone seemed to have been forcibly dragged from a nightmare back into reality.

One pirate suddenly snapped back to his senses.

His eyes were bloodshot, his face filled with rage and unwillingness.

"How dare you?!"

His voice trembled with anger.

"I only came here to watch—"

Before he could finish—

"Whoosh—!"

The air was suddenly torn apart.

A figure in a black coat shot out from the side, moving so fast that only a blurred afterimage remained.

The next second, he was already standing before him.

His sand-colored coat billowed in the wind, a cold curve hanging at the corner of his lips.

Crocodile's arm instantly swelled.

Yellow sand surged forth, and his entire arm expanded in an instant.

Countless grains of sand gathered and compressed wildly, finally forming an enormous crescent-shaped sand blade.

"Crescent Dune!"

His voice was low