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"Damn the water! Damn the rats!" Crocodile irritably dodged Morsen's stream of water, his eyes growing increasingly sinister.

Mosen's fighting style made him extremely uncomfortable; the constant flow of water was the nemesis of his abilities, weakening or negating his attacks each time.

What frustrated him even more was that Mosen seemed to know his attack patterns and abilities inside and out, and was also very good at seizing opportunities. He could always interrupt or counterattack with Armament Haki fists or blades with water flow at the moment when Mosen was about to switch his moves or when he was about to transform into his element.

"Desert Diamond Sword!"

"Crescent-shaped sand dunes!"

"Crescent Dune!"...

Crocodile became enraged and, disregarding his exhaustion, began unleashing increasingly powerful attacks.

The yellow sand on the ground constantly transformed into giant blades or crescent moons, bombarding Mosen relentlessly.

Mosen maximized the speed of "Shave" and, combined with his Observation Haki, constantly dodged and weaved through the attacks.

Sometimes he would use his collection ability to collect these attacks and then return them, so that Crocodile could also taste the effects of his attacks.

Although such attacks did little to Crocodile, they only made him more annoyed and frustrated.

Mosen used his speed and agility to close in from time to time, then launched precise attacks with Armament Haki punches and "Water Blade".

"Bang!" A fist covered in Armament Haki seized the opportunity after Crocodile released his Sand Blade and punched him in the ribs, causing Crocodile's face to contort.

Crack! How can this kid be so strong! Crocodile felt like several of his ribs were cracked.

"Swoosh!" The water blade was deflected, but it still pierced Crocodile's shoulder, and blood kept seeping out.

Crocodile grew increasingly frustrated and alarmed as the fight progressed. He felt as if he were caught in an invisible net, and every full-force attack felt like hitting cotton.

Meanwhile, Morsen became increasingly enthusiastic, his use of "water flow" became more and more skillful, and his Armament Haki became more and more solid. With one powerful punch, Crocodile was left dizzy and disoriented.

Crocodile was once again stabbed in the chest by Morsen's tricky water blade. Looking at the several new knife wounds on his vital parts, feeling the pain coming from all over his body, and the muddy ground around him that was seriously interfering with his sand control, he finally couldn't help but roar.

"Damn bastard! I'm Crocodile!"

He had never fought so humiliatingly, as if all his moves had been anticipated and countered by his opponent, leaving him only able to passively take the beating.

Mosen didn't speak, but was slightly out of breath. The continuous high-speed movement and precise control of the water flow, as well as maintaining the Armament Haki coverage, had taken a toll on his stamina.

But his eyes remained bright and sharp, brimming with fighting spirit, fixed intently on Crocodile.

Unfortunately, he hasn't mastered Armament Haki yet, otherwise this battle would be much simpler. Swords imbued with Armament Haki are far stronger and more destructive than those imbued with Water.

Crocodile was panting heavily, a fierce glint in his eyes. He couldn't let this continue; this guy was too troublesome. If he continued to fight him in close combat, he might be slowly worn down by the other guy.

Who knows how much water this guy has hoarded that he hasn't used yet? Damn it! Could it be that he took all the water in the entire Rainfield?! This guy was already prepared to target him.

"Let's end this boring game here!" Crocodile grinned maliciously, suddenly abandoning his confrontation with Morsen.

He slammed his hands down on the ground, unleashing the full power of his Devil Fruit ability.

"Desert sunflower!"

Centered on him, the ground within a hundred-meter radius instantly began to undergo terrifying changes. The ground was no longer simply turning into sand, but rather rapidly sinking and rotating downwards like a quicksand vortex, forming a huge, ever-expanding quicksand funnel!

A terrifying suction force emanated from the bottom of the funnel, as if it were about to devour everything within its range.

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On the red ship, the Perfume Serpent, Lali was excitedly holding her notebook and talking to Hancock.

Although collector Mosen's appearance was indeed quite striking, a fact Hancock acknowledged, she was still more interested in Black Cat Sheriff.

Rayleigh watched this scene while drinking from his wine jug, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"Heavyweight Sandstorm!"

Crocodile raised his hand again and released a whirlwind, which swirled up the surrounding dry sand and gravel, mixing with the quicksand caused by the desert sunflowers, forming a super sandstorm that was even more exaggerated than before.

The sandstorm spun wildly, its interior filled with destructive cutting force, completely engulfing the entire battlefield.

At the same time, the "desert sunflowers" on the ground were constantly rotating and sinking, forming an apocalyptic cage together with the sandstorm. In an instant, the originally clear sky darkened.

"Hahahaha! Let us struggle in the fury of the desert!"

"I will slowly drain you dry, bit by bit, and crush every bone in your body!"

Crocodile's maniacal laughter echoed from all directions of the sandstorm, and his figure vanished, completely merging into the overwhelming sandstorm.

With the sandstorm as cover, he can launch an attack from any angle, and Morsen will have nowhere to escape. Eventually, he will be exhausted and either swallowed by quicksand or torn apart by the sandstorm.

Mosen's face was solemn. The ground beneath his feet had turned into a terrifying vortex of quicksand, and the terrifying suction force was pulling his body downwards. Above and all around him was a devastating sandstorm, and visibility was almost zero.

Crocodile's aura was completely integrated into the sandstorm, making it elusive and waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"We need to find his true form by surprise..." Mosen took a deep breath and began to think calmly.

Now that Crocodile felt he had the victory in his grasp, he didn't think Morsen could find him, so he wouldn't be as focused on guarding against him as before. Instead, he devoted most of his energy to controlling the sandstorm.

Moreover, Crocodile suffered considerable injuries during the recent battle, and his condition is definitely not easy at this moment.

That's why he wanted to go all out one last time and use two trump cards to finish off Morsen.

Therefore, this is also Mosen's opportunity, a chance to make a decisive and fatal blow.

As his thoughts raced, he closed his eyes, no longer relying on sight. He unleashed his full Observation Haki, his senses spreading outwards like ripples on water.

They diligently observed the unusual flow of every grain of sand in the sandstorm, and the subtle changes in every wisp of airflow, searching for Crocodile's true form hidden in the vast expanse of yellow sand.

At the same time, he activated the "Shave" technique repeatedly, moving at high speed across the constantly collapsing and shifting sand, dodging the quicksand and the occasional sand blade attacks from the sandstorm.

Armament Haki flickered on his body, blocking the sand and gravel cuts that he couldn't completely avoid.

"Hahaha! Keep struggling in vain! Let me see how long you can last."

In the sandstorm, Crocodile's laughter mingled with the howling of the sand, coming from all directions.

The frustration he had just felt was finally gone, and he regained his confidence as a great pirate.

Despite the shouts coming from all around him, Mo Sen remained calm and focused, concentrating on his surroundings and adjusting his physical condition to its best.

Crocodile watched Morsen's actions and found it utterly ridiculous. He was about to die and still putting on an act: "Your dying struggle is really amusing..."

As Crocodile spoke, he silently stabbed Morsen in the back with the Sand Blade, sensing that Morsen was already at his last gasp.

Just then, Mosen suddenly opened his eyes, a red glint flashing in them, and simultaneously concentrated his Armament Haki on his back.

"Got you!"

"Bang!" The sand blade struck Mosen, but still failed to break through his defenses.

Using the momentum, Mosen shot off at an even faster speed toward a seemingly ordinary corner in the sandstorm!

"Razor Flash!" Mosen combined the extreme speed of "Shave" with the "Iron-Cutting" concept he had just comprehended, mobilizing all his power and speed to the maximum and concentrating them on the next strike!

The longsword had once again covered the water, and the water's shimmering light resembled a blue ripple flowing against the current amidst the swirling yellow sand.

Crocodile was hiding somewhere in the sandstorm, manipulating sand blades to attack, calculating how long Morsen could hold out.

When he saw Mosen being hit by the sand blade, he felt a surge of pleasure, but then a deadly sense of crisis suddenly struck him!

"What?!" Before he could react, Mosen had already appeared behind him at an even faster speed than before.

puff!

The blade, covered in water, pierced Crocodile's chest. The tip of the blade delivered the tangible sensation of flesh being pierced, rather than the emptiness of sand!

"Ugh!" Crocodile's body trembled violently as a long-lost, intense pain instantly swept through his entire body.

He looked down at the blade protruding from his chest, his eyes filled with terror, confusion, and extreme resentment.

"How...is this possible..."

He couldn't understand how Mosen could accurately locate his true form in that environment, and how he could launch a surprise attack so quickly.

"It's not over yet!" Mo Sen's eyes were cold. Without the slightest hesitation, he twisted his wrist sharply, activating the last few stickers stored on the blade!

Chi Chi Chi!

A large stream of clear water rushed into Crocodile's body through the wounds created by the blade!

The water is now extremely poisonous to Crocodile, not only breaking through his sand-like defenses but also crippling his elemental transformation abilities, leaving him unable to avoid damage.

The blade spun and twisted violently inside Crocodile's chest, shattering his beating heart instantly.

"Pfft!" Crocodile opened his mouth and spat out a large amount of blood mixed with pieces of internal organs, which also seemed to contain sand grains that had been soaked by the water.

"Damn it! I'm Crocodile..."

As he murmured, the light in Crocodile's eyes quickly dimmed.

The Sand-Sand Fruit's power began to spiral out of control. The surrounding raging sandstorm lost its core control, its speed rapidly decreased, and the sand and dust began to fall helplessly.

The desert sunflowers underfoot stopped spinning, gradually leveled out, and returned to the still sand.

Mosen slowly drew his knife, leaving a trail of blood that rolled into grains of sand on the ground.

His body swayed slightly; the battle had greatly depleted his physical and mental strength.

Just then, the strange fluctuation that had been felt on MR1 before reappeared.

Mosen quickly reached out and pressed his hand against Crocodile's heart, activating his Devil Fruit power with all his might. He then felt the strange energy slowly gathering in his palm and condensing into a sticker with sandy yellow edges.

[Sand-Sand Fruit Ability - Status: A Devil Who Has Lost Its Fruit Vessel]

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"Phew... finally... it's over."

Once he confirmed that Crocodile's presence had completely disappeared, Morsen's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.

He plopped down on the sand, trying to catch his breath.

In this battle, he used his swordsmanship, Devil Fruit ability, Armament Haki, and Observation Haki to their fullest potential.

That's why he was able to defeat Crocodile, and even benefited from the misfortune by honing his various abilities and making a new breakthrough in his Observation Haki.

Most importantly, he also acquired an unprecedented "collection".

Thinking of this, Mo Sen couldn't help but smile, raising his right hand to examine the peculiar sticker with faint golden patterns flowing around its edges.

It's not a typical Devil Fruit form, but rather a sticker form that he collected. Although the form is different, the power within it is real.