Pirate: I Can Repel Everything

Doc Q's Poison Dragon, Lafitte's thrust, Luo's...

Every attack from the Division Commanders struck the sand sphere, setting off a string of explosions. Fine sand kept falling from its surface, scattering in every direction.

The result was the same. Crocodile's Absolute Defense was like a turtle shell, impossible to break no matter what they tried.

None of the Division Commanders' attacks had any effect. They could not even touch a hair on Crocodile's head...

Ten minutes later.

The battlefield had reached a peculiar standstill.

The sky remained gloomy. A breeze brought a hint of coolness, easing the tense atmosphere of the battle as though they had reached halftime.

Crocodile stood alone on one side, while the Division Commanders lined up opposite him, no longer attacking.

"What's wrong, brats? Out of steam already?"

Crocodile sneered and took a drag on his cigar, speaking with utter arrogance. "Surrender now, and I'll take you in. You can all work under me."

"This is your last chance. Turn me down again, and I'll slaughter you on the spot. Do you hear me?!"

Cavendish ignored Crocodile and looked at the Division Commanders, shrugging helplessly.

"After fighting this long, I've finally figured it out. We really can't take him down."

"Forget it. Let the captain handle him. I can't stand much more of this."

He rubbed his stomach, his face twisting in pain as he gave a bitter smile. "That bastard punched me earlier, and it still hurts like hell. I need a rest."

Gin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking deeply frustrated. "I hate giving up, but if we keep fighting, our injuries will only get worse."

"Damn it, I'm not strong enough. I'll work twice as hard and get stronger as fast as I can!"

Doc Q coughed up a