Vivi's little matter no longer mattered to him.
With Silver Hair approaching, he did not dare let down his guard.
"Inhale... exhale..."
"..."
Vivi gasped for breath. She really had almost died just now. She had seen death itself in Crocodile's eyes.
Now,
free of Crocodile's hand, which had clamped around her throat like a vise, she felt as though the whole world had brightened.
Never before had she felt the wonder of life so keenly.
So being alive was this wonderful!
After catching her breath for a moment, Vivi braced her hands on her knees and quickly stood.
She turned toward Karoo, who lay off to one side, and hurried over.
"Karoo, are you all right?"
"Quack!"
His cry was strong and clear.
"I'm glad you're okay. We'll find a doctor soon. Hang in there."
Vivi crouched and stroked Karoo's head, then turned to look toward the distant dunes.
Anyone Crocodile took this seriously had to be someone important.
At the very least, he had to be on Crocodile's level.
She hoped the newcomer was Crocodile's enemy. She hoped he would defeat Crocodile—even kill him.
Kindhearted as she was, she had never hated anyone this much.
She wanted Crocodile dead right now.
"Ah... no way!"
A line of camels crested the distant dune.
And on the lead camel sat a figure with silver hair.
Everyone in Baroque Works instinctively took a step back.
They stared at Kuta's unmistakable Azure-blue Pupils, cold sweat pouring down their foreheads.
Gulp, gulp!
The sound of people swallowing rose all around.
It wasn't that they were useless. The pressure he put on them was simply too much!
Kuta hadn't unleashed any aura, but his staggering bounty of 1.5 billion was intimidating enough.
No one was foolish enough to think small fry like them could