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The wispy white smoke, covered by Armament Haki, was far more powerful than even the hardest armor.

Logia-type Devil Fruit - Smoke-Smoke Fruit!

boom!

Punch out.

The smoke behind him quickly followed, multiplying into a massive, ancient fist that shot into the sky.

It moves at extremely high speed, producing a sonic boom.

If he himself was a short dwarf, then the armor formed from smoke undoubtedly magnified him countless times, making him a figure comparable to a giant, matching his powerful aura.

Human! Shape! Self! Walk! Tall! Reach!

bass!

Black smoke condensed on his body and was drawn out by him, transforming into a long, jet-black sword.

boom!

Red smoke condensed in his other hand, stretching out into a slender straight blade, like a divine sword.

what--

He wielded a knife in one hand and a sword in the other. Although both were formed from condensed smoke, their power was not weak at all under the cover of Armament Haki; in fact, they were quite formidable.

It looks in no way inferior to the so-called famous swords, great swords, and can even be compared with the supreme great swords!

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Chapter 134: Despicable and Shameless! A Killing Intent from the Same Faction?

"That rascal!"

"Such strength!"

Locke's pupils contracted slightly, and his face showed a hint of apprehension.

Although both are Logia-type Smoke-Smoke Fruits, and judging from their appearance, they are very likely the same Devil Fruit, the power of this fruit in Smoker's hands is obviously not comparable to that in the hands of this unknown powerhouse.

even!

Completely crushed!

Just like a faint candle flame and the sun's fire high in the sky, both are essentially light and heat reactions of combustion.

but……

Can these two forces be equated?

One!

It can't even burn through skin, and a few drops of water can almost extinguish it.

One!

Even if something made of steel and iron were to break into it, it wouldn't even reach the core. It would be burned and melted into molten iron in the high temperature of thousands of degrees on the outside. If it were to be poured into the sea, it could instantly evaporate countless seawater droplets.

A mythical disaster unfolds, where the sun bathes the sea.

And this guy's view on the Smoke-Smoke Fruit's abilities undoubtedly reflects this tendency.

It's not from the Navy.

Rather, it is one of the world government's high-end combat forces.

God Valley! Army General!

Morco Moans!

He has been stationed in God Valley for a long time and is over seventy years old, but his beard is still surprisingly black and gray. He has developed his physical skills and Devil Fruit power to an extremely high level, making him a true Emperor-level fighter.

Unlike the Smoke-Smoke Fruit, which has limited offensive power in Smoker's hands.

The smoke in his hand, through its influence on the air and his unparalleled ability to manipulate it subtly, interfered with the composition of substances in the air, forcibly fusing the smoke with certain substances in the air to form the weapon he intended to use.

The inert gas and smoke merge to form a jet-black longsword. It does not react with other substances and has extremely high wear resistance, making it a powerful weapon that is difficult to break.

High concentrations of oxygen and smoke merge, transforming into a red, straight sword. With a single, forceful swing, the high-speed friction ignites the oxygen within, unleashing a raging inferno. The intense heat of the flames is so intense that, without warning, flesh and blood can be burned to ashes.

There is also a high concentration of compressed hydrogen gas, enveloped in a thin layer of smoke. Once subjected to a huge shock, it can disrupt the internal balance and, when ignited by a spark, instantly transform into a powerful explosive attack...

The combination of various gases and smoke created a variety of effects by Moans, with endless variations in methods. Relying on the abundance of gases in the air, he was like a shapeshifter, employing a wide range of surprising techniques.

"Gentle, Pure Wrath!"

Suddenly, a tube of hydrogen gas, with a power comparable to high-concentration TNT, exploded on his body, and even Locke, whose physique was monstrous among monstrosities, was somewhat blasted by the blast.

Bloodstains everywhere.

It's a bit torn open.

However, given his incredible recovery speed, he'll be fully recovered soon.

"Silver Axe!!"

Filled with anger at being attacked and injured.

Locke did not vent his anger on Moans in front of him. After all, since they were enemies, it was only natural for the other party to intercept and kill him. He was not so arrogant as to allow himself to deal with the Navy and the World Government and kill Snow, but not to allow them to retaliate or reach out to kill him. He was not so brainless as to apply double standards.

He was furious at the silver axe!

At least on the surface, Silver Axe is in the same camp!

The one who had been fighting Moans all along was none other than Silver Axe, who was wearing thick armor and whose face was not even visible, only his savage giant axe attacking relentlessly. In the ensuing skirmish, he was the one who intercepted Moans.

With both strength and defense, he is the most effective counter to ability users like Moans, who have diverse methods but whose potential is not terrifying. He can simply remain unchanged and deal with any situation, at least he can hold them off.

And now!

His rival, Mo Ans, was actually charging towards him?!

"That rascal!"

Locke frowned, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

Outside the stadium, in mid-air.

Vast plumes of smoke swirled in the air, creating a labyrinthine environment.

Green, purple, black, and gray smoke of four different colors shifted and changed within the maze, each seemingly containing its own unique power. Inside the maze was Silver Axe, who had fallen into Moans's trap and was now trapped inside.

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, only he himself knows.

boom!

Boom boom!

Rumble!

Axe after axe struck heavily on the smoke, sending up massive shockwaves that made the smoke tremble. The attack looked incredibly powerful, as if the attackers were exerting every ounce of their strength.

But in reality?

Whether it was all bark and no bite, or whether he truly gave it his all, only Silver Axe himself knew.

But no matter what...

Judging from the current situation, it will be difficult for Silver Axe to get out of the smoke maze in the short term.

Having broken free from his opponent Moans, Locke relentlessly pursued him, leaving Locke to deal with the situation alone.

On other battlefields, fierce fighting raged, and no one could spare a moment to escape.

Locke, and the silver axe.

The two men's drastically different outcomes in battle clearly made them both oddities on the battlefield.

They didn't give me any chance to think it through.

Seizing the moment he had managed to break free, Moans stayed close to Locke, his small figure hidden in the smoke, his true form indistinct. While guarding against a deadly attack from Akame and Joel, his attacks were also exceptionally fierce, as if he were going all out and unleashing a burst of power at any cost.

It was at least ten times more ferocious than when dealing with Silver Axe.

'Depend on!'

'That guy really was throwing the match!'

Locke grumbled and cursed in displeasure, but the attack that rushed in front of him left no room for maneuver.

Whether true or false.

Whether it was an act or a genuine mistake, Mo Ans in front of him was a matter that needed to be dealt with, that was a fact that didn't need much thought. In short, since he had already come face to face with them, there was no way they would turn back and let him go.

People are afraid of famous pigs.

Locke's infamous reputation, which forced the defensive forces to retreat without a fight and allowed him to easily plunder and loot God Valley, has now created a lingering effect!

At the same time, it suddenly became a peak.

They were also seen as a thorn in the side by higher-ups and were targeted for attack.

"Esdeath!"

Locke, fists raised, met the attack with a deep, low growl.