Historical Text Decoded

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth lifted slightly, forming an amused curve.

"Yo, Crocodile. Looks like you've got pretty good information."

Lin Feng slowly drew Demon God. The blade reflected an eerie sheen under the sunlight, like a venomous snake lying in wait, ready to devour its prey at any moment.

An even more powerful aura erupted from Lin Feng's body, like a volcano spewing lava, instantly crushing Crocodile's aura.

"What is it? Scared, Crocodile? Or are your calves starting to cramp? Want Feng to loosen up your bones?"

A wicked smile curled across Lin Feng's lips. Demon God trembled lightly in his hand, giving off a deep hum.

"Scared? What a joke!" Crocodile roared, trying to conceal the unease in his heart.

The sand around him began surging wildly, as though it wanted to swallow everything nearby.

"Desert Vajra Blade!"

Crocodile struck again. Countless blades of sand poured toward Lin Feng like a torrential downpour.

Lin Feng's gaze darkened, and Demon God instantly swept through the air.

"One Sword Style: Iai Slash!"

A streak of cold light flashed past, and the sand blades were easily severed like tofu.

"How is this possible?!"

Crocodile's face was filled with shock. His pride and joy, the Sand-Sand Fruit's ability, was actually so powerless before Lin Feng's blade.

What terrified him even more was that every time the blade collided with the sand, a strange force tried to erode his soul.

"Soul Devouring?"

Crocodile finally realized what was extraordinary about this Demon Blade.

"Looks like you're not completely ignorant after all."

Lin Feng chuckled softly and swung Demon God again.

"One Sword Style: Dragon Slash!"

A colossal blade aura swept out like a dragon emerging from the sea, carrying an unstoppable momentum as it slashed toward Crocodile.

Crocodile hurriedly dodged, but the blade aura still grazed him, leaving a deep wound across his body.

"Hiss..."

Crocodile sucked in a breath of cold air, the wound radiating excruciating pain.

"Damn it! I don't believe it!"

Crocodile roared. The sand around him began surging wildly, forming a massive sandstorm.

"Desert Storm!"

Crocodile tried to bury Lin Feng completely beneath the sandstorm.

Lin Feng sneered as Observation Haki instantly spread out, making everything around him crystal clear.

He precisely located Crocodile's true body, then flashed forward and appeared in front of him.

"Crocodile, your tricks won't work on me."

A hint of mockery colored Lin Feng's voice as Demon God swept through the air again.

"One Sword Style: Dragon Slash: Flame!" A flaming blade aura fused with Armament Haki was slashed out instantly, its power far greater than before.

Crocodile had no time to dodge and was struck directly by the blade aura. His body flew backward before crashing heavily onto the ground.

"Puh..." Crocodile spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with unwillingness.

He couldn't understand why a captain of the Whitebeard Pirates' 17th Division possessed such terrifying strength.

"What is it, Crocodile? Down already?"

Lin Feng slowly walked up to Crocodile and looked down at him.

"The Shichibukai's strength is nothing special after all." His voice carried a hint of disappointment and mockery.

Crocodile struggled to stand, but his body trembled uncontrollably.

"You... Who exactly are you?"

Crocodile's voice was filled with shock.

"Didn't I already say? I'm merely a passing traveler."

Lin Feng smiled, then slowly sheathed Demon God.

"But since you've cooperated so nicely, I won't kill you."

After saying that, Lin Feng turned and walked into the distance.

"Wait!" Crocodile struggled to call out to Lin Feng, but Lin Feng paid him no attention.

Crocodile still had value. His ambitions and schemes would become the key to driving the plot forward.

"Crocodile, enjoy the rest of your time."

Lin Feng's voice drifted from afar, carrying a hint of deeper meaning.

In the distance, Nico Robin had witnessed everything.

Robin watched Lin Feng's departing back, her expression complicated. She thought to herself, Captain of the Whitebeard Pirates' 17th Division, Lin Feng, who exactly are you? What secrets are you hiding?

After a moment, Robin decided to follow and see what Lin Feng and the others were planning.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng and Bart walked toward the royal tombs beneath Alabasta's scorching sun.

The blazing sand roasted the soles of their shoes, as though it wanted to melt them alive.

Bart wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked in a rough voice, "Captain, Crocodile is a member of the Shichibukai. Why did you let him go? With your strength, you could have taken him out completely."

A mysterious smile appeared at the corners of Lin Feng's mouth, and his eyes were deep, as though they could see through everything.

"Crocodile is an important figure. His ambitions might help us find what we want in the future."

He patted Bart on the shoulder and said casually, "Don't worry, Bart. Everything is within my plans."

Although Bart was somewhat puzzled, he had absolute faith in Lin Feng. He asked no further questions and silently followed behind him.

The two arrived at the tomb entrance. A gloomy aura washed over them, forming a stark contrast with the scorching heat outside.

Lin Feng's gaze sharpened. He activated Observation Haki and carefully sensed the movements inside the tomb.

"Let's go, Bart. Our treasure hunt begins."

As he spoke, Lin Feng entered the tomb first.

Bart followed close behind, warily observing his surroundings.

The inside of the tomb was dim and damp. Ancient murals carved into the walls recorded the history of the Alabasta Kingdom.

Relying on the system's prompts and his knowledge of the plot, Lin Feng easily avoided the various mechanisms and traps as he headed deeper into the tomb.

Suddenly, Lin Feng stopped, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.

"Looks like our little tail has followed us in too."

Bart was startled and hurriedly asked, "Captain, is someone following us?"

Lin Feng nodded and said softly, "It's Nico Robin. Don't worry about her. Let her follow."

The two continued forward and soon arrived in a secret chamber.

At the center of the chamber stood a massive stone tablet, covered in ancient writing.

It was the Historical Text recording the history of Pluton!

A sharp glint flashed through Lin Feng's eyes. He walked up to the stone tablet and carefully examined the writing on it.

"We finally found it!"

He took a deep breath and silently said, System, begin deciphering the Historical Text!

[ Ding! Beginning decipherment of the Historical Text! ]

[ Decipherment progress: 1%...5%...10%... ]

A massive amount of information about Pluton surged into Lin Feng's mind, including parts of its blueprints, its manufacturing method, and some of its hidden secrets.

At the same time, the system's prompt sounded again.

[ Ding! Historical Text decipherment successful! ]

[ Congratulations, host. You have obtained 100,000 Slash Points! ]

[ Reward for host: Haki Level +1 ]

[ Guiding host toward the next objective—Sky Island! ]

A sharp glint flashed through Lin Feng's eyes. He thought to himself, Sky Island? That's where the Rumble-Rumble Fruit exists. Enel... interesting!

Just then, a cool voice rang out in the secret chamber.