What is he doing?
Crocodile did not understand Rowan's actions.
At this moment, the power in the sea had obviously reached its limit.
In the sparse information, there was a saying like this:
Deep in the seabed nearby, there is a large hole. The cold seawater from nearby flows into that hole, and the earth's heat on the seabed causes a very large amount of steam. After this steam pressure builds to a certain point, it will cause an undersea explosion.
That is a huge explosion enough to detonate the seawater and form a "skyward sea current."
At that time, for about a minute, seawater will continuously surge tens of thousands of meters into the sky, forming a terrible natural disaster.
Crocodile was not sure if this statement was correct, but he could now be certain that the skyward sea current forming before his eyes was definitely worthy of the name "disaster."
That is a terrible disaster to be avoided if possible!
An Alabasta navigator fixed his body with a rope and forcibly came to Rowan's side.
"Ancestor, the storm clouds are not directly above us; they are still some distance away!"
The so-called storm clouds are very thick clouds that sunlight cannot penetrate. They create an environment close to night wherever they pass, and they also create very special weather phenomena nearby.
The storm clouds rise high into the sky. The cloud layer does not generate air currents or rain.
Some people have boldly guessed that storm clouds are "cloud fossils" that have been floating in the high sky for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
That is also the destination of Rowan and his group.
The navigator shouted loudly, "We must wait for the storm clouds to get a little closer. If we are blasted into the sky now, we won't be able to get there at all!"
Logically speaking, given the current situation, everyone is undoubtedly doomed.
But in the navigator's voice, there was not a trace of fear. Instead, he explained all the information to Rowan clearly, fulfilling his duty meticulously.
Because in the navigator's heart, for some reason, there was always a sense of security.
And this sense of security came from the Alabasta ancestor before him, Ryan Rowan!
Rowan held the staff and stood on the deck.
"Steady the ship, grab the railings, and prepare to meet the skyward sea current!"
"Yes!"
Everyone responded loudly and immediately did so.
Then, in the next second, the roaring sea suddenly calmed down, and everything around seemed to stop.
Only Rowan's low roar echoed across the deck.
"Move forward!"
Boom!
As if in response to Rowan's words, a deafening roar spread from the depths of the sea.
A sea current nearly a hundred meters in diameter soared into the sky, taking the surrounding sea and the ships of the Four Seas Alliance into the sky!
The bottom of the ship was close to the outside of the sea current and was "stood" up in an instant.
The people on the ship quickly adjusted their positions. Most people were inside the cabin to avoid it. The sailors grabbed the railings tightly.
Dalton pulled up a sailor who was about to fall, and the sailor immediately grabbed a rope.
Together, the two worked with the other sailors to fully open the sails.
The vertical air current hit the sails, and the entire ship followed the sea current and surged upwards!
"Be careful, something is falling!"
A warning voice came, and everyone looked up and found a small sea monster that had been blasted to death by the sea current.
Although it was small, it was at least a dozen tons in size and was falling rapidly towards the ship.
"I'll do it!"
Bell the Falcon shouted loudly and activated his beast-man form, turning into a giant falcon holding a sharp blade.
After a sharp screech, Bell used his feet to push off and soared into the sky, aiming at the dead small sea monster.
Whoosh!
In just an instant, Bell drew his knife and split the small sea monster in two, causing it to fall from the left and right sides, avoiding the ship.
Bell returned to the deck, his bird claws tightly grabbing the ship's mast.
His flight speed was far less than the ship's rising speed, but he could burst forward briefly in front of the ship.
"I'll leave the left and right wings to you. I'll clear the road ahead!"
Hocka and Dalton looked at each other and nodded.
They could not stand stably on the vertical deck like Bell, but they could use their strong physique to hold the rope tightly with one hand and be alert to the left and right sides with the other hand.
Several pieces of gravel fell. Bell cut open the one directly in front, while Dalton and Hocka shattered the stones on the left and right that might scratch the ship.
Even Crocodile patiently took action, eroding a stone that might tear the sail into ordinary sand in time.
He returned to the deck, fixed his feet in the gaps after turning into sand, and turned his head and roared:
"How much longer until we get there?"
Even he could clearly feel that the power the sea current gave the ship was weakening.
There was no top navigator on this ship. If there was, they could fly smoothly in the sky by relying on the dual effects of sea current and air current!
"Hey, you don't really want to rely on that empty luck and belief to rush into the sky, do you!"
Crocodile gritted his teeth and dodged a falling stream of seawater, keeping his body dry.
In contrast, Rowan, while avoiding getting wet by the seawater, was looking at a place not far from the ship.
Crocodile followed Rowan's gaze and saw a tiny target.
That was the paper airplane that Rowan had thrown out earlier!
At this moment, the paper airplane was climbing up along with the air current rolled up by the sea current, along with the ship.
But in the next second, the people on the ship felt a clear sense of weightlessness.
The navigator shouted, "The bottom of the ship has left the sea current!"
That meant that the entire ship had lost its last point of support in the air!
Crocodile frowned, but for his own life, he forcibly stretched his sand arm and fixed the mast that was about to be shattered by the air current.
He roared, "Are you really going to leave it to fate?"
At this moment, Rowan's voice finally sounded in his ears.
It was a serious voice, but it did not have the slightest fear or hesitation.
"Little Crocodile, my luck has always been bad, so I never leave it to fate!"
Rowan's gaze moved away from the paper airplane, and his hand slammed down on the ground.
Bang!
In just an instant, a huge roar came from inside the ship's cabin. Countless grains of sand poured out from the cabin, mixed with Rowan's own sand after elementizing, and surrounded the ship.
Crocodile finally understood why this ship was so heavy.
He also finally understood why Rowan had been watching the paper airplane.
Rowan was watching the flow of air.
In the next second, countless grains of sand surrounded the ship, changed into "feathers," and even made the ship grow two huge "wings."
Guided by a paper airplane, a golden eagle soared straight into the sky!
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