Conqueror Of All 17 The Fall Of The Tyran

"I can turn everything into sand and escape…" A glint of madness appeared in the eyes of Crocodile as he started laughing loudly. "I have set a bomb to set off, and with the destruction with this tomb, everything blocking my path will come to an end!" Crocodile raised both of his hands as he started laughing. "Everything will be mine!"

Crocodile glanced at both Robin and Cobra. "The deaths of you two will be meaningless."

The tomb was slowly started to crumble as pieces were starting to fall off.

"Tap tap tap tap…" A low sound of someone walking could be heard in the distance.

The three, Crocodile, Cobra and Robin turned their heads towards where the sound came from.

In the distance, a figure appeared. The figure was of a male which seemed to be 20 years old, he seemed to be 6'2 tall, lean body, a very handsome face and blood red hair which was covering his right eye. In his right hand was a large scythe which was giving off an ominous feeling.

Cobra was shocked by the sight, he had read the newspaper and immediately knew who it was.

Nico Robin glanced at the figure for a brief moment before she pa.s.sed away.

On the other hand, Crocodile had a gloomy expression on his face. "Heavenly Izan, why are you here…?" Crocodile was shocked by the sight of Izan as he didn't want to fight against him.

It was because Crocodile was one of the Royal Seven Warriors that he got some extra information about Izan. About how Izan was easily able to deal with Smoker – a Navy Captain. Even the weapon in Izan's hand was able to injure Crocodile if he wasn't careful enough.

Izan stared right into Crocodile's eyes as he spoke with a deep voice. "I am here to tie up some loose ends which might come back and bite me in the future…" As Izan was speaking, he glanced shortly at Cobra before his eyes landed upon Nico Robin.

Izan sighed deeply in his heart before he put his eyes on Crocodile. "I don't care about this kingdom nor its wealth. What I care about is what you can obtain if you succeed in capturing this kingdom or the Ancient Weapon – Pluton."

Both Cobra and Crocodile had their eyes widened in shock as they couldn't believe that someone else than themselves knew of it.

"If your plan was only to capture this kingdom and stay here for the rest of your life, I wouldn't bother with you at all." Izan narrowed his eyes slightly as he started walking towards Crocodile with heavy steps.

"You should know your strength and not act overconfident, you little animal!" Izan's tone turned harsh as he started sprinting towards Crocodile while spinning his scythe in fast speed.

Crocodile wasn't a rookie, he turned into sand and vanished from sight. Sand started covering the whole room and Crocodile wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Still as earlier, Izan was running forward while spinning his scythe without bothering about the sand around him. Izan knew that dealing with Crocodile would be a pain, but that didn't mean Izan was afraid.

Even right now, Izan had been running for two days straight and jumping into a fight with Crocodile. Because Izan was confident in himself and the use of his weapon.

Slowly but surely, the whole area turned into sand.

"Sand Razor!" A loud roar could be heard as the surrounding sand turned into a blade which was being sent towards Izan at high speed.

Izan raised one of his eyebrows as he turned towards the 'sand razor', a mocking smile appeared on Izan's face as he easily handled his scythe to meet the 'sand razor'.

The clash between the scythe and the 'sand razor' was not a clash at all. Izan's scythe managed to cut through the 'sand razor' with ease as it was made out of nothing.

Izan could feel something behind himself, Izan held his scythe in a firmer grip and swiped it towards the back of his body.

"Clang!"

A loud clas.h.i.+ng sound was sounding out in the room as Izan's scythe met with Crocodile's golden hook.

Crocodile was very surprised by Izan's reflexes. A grim expression appeared on Crocodile's face as he used more strength and started using his golden hook to injure Izan.

Because Crocodile knew that his Devil Fruit is obsolete against Izan's scythe, the only option Crocodile had was using his hook to defeat Izan.

"You seriously think that you will defeat me?" Izan raised an eyebrow as he asked Crocodile in a relaxed manner.

Crocodile was displeased and frowning. "Even if I fail here, the entire city will be in ruins…!"

"You're talking about that bomb?" Izan had a smile on his face as he mocked Crocodile.

After seeing that smile, Crocodile couldn't help but s.h.i.+ver in fright as he had a very bad premonition.

"I told Jiutian and Nojiko to deal with that bomb in the clocktower." Izan was grinning from ear to ear as he stared at Crocodile's face slowly getting disfigured as he kept on frowning.

"Don't worry about that, Crocodile, you will become famous after today." Izan said with a smile as he kept on swinging his scythe to block the golden hook.

At this moment, Izan stopped smiling and he narrowed his eyes slightly as a cold voice escaped his mouth. "After I have killed you, I will cut your head and show it to the entire world. I want the whole world to know that I will be coming and you, Crocodile would only have been the beginning of their nightmares…!"

Crocodile felt horrified, he had never met anyone with as much confidence as Izan. Even when Crocodile met with Whitebeard and lost without any fighting chance, he still wouldn't feel fear from Whitebeard.

But. But, Izan was different in Crocodile's eyes. Izan seemed to be someone who has endless potential and strength with no fear about facing the entire world.

Cold sweat started running down Crocodile's back, slowly but surely, Crocodile was losing his morale. No matter what Crocodile was trying to do, Izan would easily block him, it was more like Izan was playing with a child…

After two minutes, Crocodile's movement started getting slower, the moment Crocodile lost his focus, he saw something in the corner of his eyes.

With a swift movement, Izan's scythe cut through Crocodile's neck which sent his head flying in the air. "It was much harder than I thought…" Izan shook his head as he sighed.

Izan was confident in winning against Crocodile, but it was because he had his scythe which was made out of a material much stronger than the sestone.

"I need to grow stronger…" Another sigh escaped Izan's mouth as he glanced at the flying head, Izan reached his hand and grabbed Crocodile's head. Crocodile had his eyes widened and wearing a shocked expression.

By the time Crocodile's and Izan's fight was over, the tomb started crumbling.

With a short glance, Izan managed to see Cobra staring at him with a complexed expression. Whereas Izan managed to see that Robin had regained her conscious.

Tears started emerging from the corner of Robin's eyes. "I only wanted to find about the real history, not the ancient weapon… Twenty years and nothing…" Robin said in a low voice as she kept staring at the Poneglyph. Robin started shaking her head, glancing at the falling stones.

Izan started walking towards Robin with firm steps as his expression was indifferent.

Robin didn't care any longer, she had spent twenty years in trying to find the Poneglyph to uncover the real history. But, in the end, it was worth nothing. When Robin saw Izan walking towards her, she did not even beg for her life as she thought that Izan wanted her head too.

Izan stood in front of Robin, staring at her before lowering his body and picking Robin over his shoulder.

Robin was flabbergasted, she couldn't believe what Izan was doing. "Let me go, I want to die…!" Robin cried out as she tried to move, but couldn't as she had lost lots of blood.

"Why should I listen to you?" Izan said while not even bothering to listen to her. Izan then walked towards Cobra and picked him up under his armpit.

Cobra was shocked that Izan would save him. "Why are you saving me?" That was the only thing Cobra could ask as he didn't even know what to say.

"I meant what I said earlier." Izan started speaking as he continued walking out of the tomb with firm steps. "I don't care about you, this kingdom, or its civilians. Still, I can't lower myself to the same kind of the ridiculous pirates, navy or the world government."

Izan stopped for a moment before speaking to Cobra with a tone filled with confidence. "The world, the navy and the world government are not what you think they are. When the time comes, you will understand, and at that time, you will know what to do."

Cobra didn't speak or ask any other questions. But, he held the words Izan said deep in his heart.

During the time Izan brought them up to the ground, the tombs had collapsed, and Robin had gone unconscious again.

Izan dropped Cobra on the ground before he started walking towards the city.

Suddenly two figures dropped from the sky and landed near Izan's left and right shoulder. Izan glanced at the two figures, seeing Jiutian on his right and Nojiko on his left.

"Mission was a success, we brought all their heads." Jiutian said in a calm voice as she brought a grey bag filled with heads and blood dripping from it.