One Piece’s Strongest Ice Dragon

( ) The location is still the beach. It has been more than a month since the last time I came here. After that, only researchers will wear cold clothes and diligently monitor every movement under the ice.

It is worth mentioning that most of these researchers have voluntarily transformed into undead, and the purpose of wearing cold-proof clothing is to prevent the joints from freezing and affecting their activities.

Because if it is the body of an ordinary person, then they will face all kinds of time-consuming things such as eating, sleeping, etc. For these scientific madmen who are obsessed with research, these things are a complete waste of time!

For more than a month, a monitoring station has been built on the coast. Thick steel pipes extend from the bottom of the monitoring station, and the other end is thrown into the sea between the coast and the ice.

Because the island turtle and Jones complained that the ice in that area made it uneasy, unable to sleep, and there was a danger of frostbite after a long time. However, it is unrealistic to eliminate the ice around the sarcophagus of Hailou, so Loya had to take action and melt the part of the ice that was close to the shell of the island tortoise, avoiding the direct contact between the ice and the island tortoise. .

In this way, although it is still a bit cold, it is completely within the acceptable range for the island turtle. And because there is an area that can reach the bottom of the sea, it also provides convenience for researchers to observe the movement of the box at close range.

When Loya and the others came here, these steel pipes kept vibrating, making bursts of rhythmic humming. In the monitoring station, the ripples on the screen vibrated, rising and falling like a heartbeat.

"It can be confirmed that the vibration came from the stone box of Hailou, Lord Caesar!"

Seeing a few of them come over, someone immediately took the inspection report and handed it to Caesar. Caesar carefully compared the above data, then nodded, and solemnly handed it over to Loya.

"Lord Loya..."

"Don't, I don't understand..." Loya stopped Caesar's movements and said, "You can say if you can bring him up now..."

"sure!"

Caesar's eyes flashed with excitement. He has always been disgusted with Vega Punk, but now he is carrying out an experiment that Vega Punk has not completed: transfer the devil fruit into the human body!

If he completes this, at least in terms of experimental direction and process, he is no worse than Vega Punk!

"That's good, remember our agreement, Caesar..."

Loya responded lightly,

Then paced towards the edge of the coast. When the staff around saw Loya's actions, they abandoned their work and ran to the distance.

Loya's actions are not serious, what if the action is bigger? The undead are not afraid of death, but they definitely don't want to try the feeling of being locked in ice and unable to move.

Standing on the shore, Loya squatted down and put his right hand into the sea water. Then he didn't see any movement from him, he raised his hand up and pulled out icicles.

Each icicle is connected to his fingertips, spreading and coiling like a thick rope, and the other end is submerged in the sea water. As Loya continued to pull, soon, there was a dull crashing sound under the ice.

It was the sound of the sarcophagus of Hailou being dragged and smashed into the ice.

Sure enough, they had just left the place when a huge ice ball was pulled out from the bottom of the sea by Loya, and the "rope" made of five icicles was wrapped around the ice ball to ensure that it would not be broken in the impact.

Boom!

The ice puck drew a parabola in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. If they continued to stay in place, they would probably hit them.

Ignoring the resentful eyes of Robin and the others, Loya came to the hockey puck and stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the puck.

Click!

A crack appeared on the shell of the ice puck, and then spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the puck was covered with dense cracks. At this time, there was another shock.

Boom! ...crash!

The shattered outer layer of ice collapsed immediately, shooting like bullets everywhere, leaving bottomless potholes on the beach. Ulysses stood in front of the others, flicking these lethal shards of ice with his fingers lightly. Even in the process, not a single drop of black tea was spilled on the other hand.

Looking at the familiar sea floor sarcophagus, Ulysses said, "It seems...the experiment was successful?"

"It should be successful...and the effect is beyond our expectations!"

Loya nodded as well, because the weight of the box was different.

He was very familiar with every bit of his body's strength, and when he scraped off the ice that had just dropped, the weight of the Hailou sarcophagus was much heavier than before.

And now there's only Crocodile in it, so where did the added weight come from?

"Quick, remove the screws and seals!"

Ratchett instructed his subordinates, who climbed up and down to dismantle the sea floor stone seal used to seal it. Almost at the moment when it was just opened, a yellow-brown dust storm surged out, smashing the outside. The lid was pushed aside heavily.

There was no trace of Crocodile in the coffin, and the sandstorm was him...

......

"Suffocated me! You don't know how annoying it is!"

An hour later, the location is the hall on the first floor of the castle. Crocodile kept talking about his hardships while pulling the "fresh" pieces of meat into his mouth.

There is no light, no sound, and the undead do not need to sleep, so it is impossible to pass the time by this method.

It was completely enclosed in the sealed space of the sea floor sarcophagus for more than a month. If a weak-willed guy came here, I am afraid that he would be a waste when he was released!

But Crocodile persevered and successfully integrated the power of the rustling fruit... Except for becoming a little more talkative, there was no trace of sequelae.

"I don't know how long it took, maybe half a month or a week?" Crocodile said, "I couldn't control myself at all, I even tried to give up the experiment and wanted to open the door and run away. …”

"As a result, you found out that the outside has been frozen by me, and it is unrealistic to run away?" Roja could imagine what kind of torture Klokdahl went through, and his smile was a little weird at the moment.

"Yeah, that's absolutely right, that's it!" Crocodile chewed the blood dripping raw meat in his mouth, and then he could speak clearly, showing how miserable he was: "It stands to reason that there are only a few sea towers outside. The screws I built, with the strength I had after turning into an undead, should be a little loose no matter what... The result turned out to be completely different from what I imagined! No matter how hard I tried, those things were as long as they were long. The same as above, not moving at all! Then I thought of you, Lord Loya, and finally I had to give up this idea."

The ice cubes of Loya are indeed not as hard as the sea floor stone, but they are used to wrap the coffin and prevent the "devil" from escaping from the outside. The strength of these ice cubes can be imagined. With Crocodile's strength, if he wants to break through the double defense of sea tower and ice, he can't be ten times stronger. This is not a question of one plus one, but one raised to the Nth power!

Hearing this, the rest of the people laughed lightly, even if they vented wildly, it would be of no avail. How desperate should that situation be?

But joking aside, the most important question now is the experimental results.

Caesar has sorted out the information and handed it over to Loya. Because Loya is a layman, Caesar tried his best to simplify the language and summarize it in a way that laymen can understand.

Looking at the heavy data listed above, Roja rolled his eyes and licked his dry lips: "That is to say, won't those with the undead fruit ability be restrained by sea water and sea floor stones?"