The intersection of the white mist and the sand is like two monsters wrestling with each other.
Wisps of white smoke seeped into the gaps between the sand and entered Crocodile's nostrils. The turbulent sand was like a rain of bullets, piercing through the lingering fog and hitting Smoker's body.
The explosion of the collision caused smoke and sand to dance in the air. The gravel pierced through Smoker's body with a "puff puff" sound, shattering along with a glass test tube.
The green test tube was broken, and the splashed potion was rolled up by the white mist. Smoker's body re-condensed in mid-air. His eyes flashed, and the mist around his body suddenly swelled, and the Armament Haki turned the smoke into a deep black.
Like the wildest ink, it turned into hundreds of black chains and shot toward Crocodile.
The black chains condensed by the mist made a metal-like collision sound, passing by Crocodile's body, and then suddenly intertwined with hooks. The black chains condensed into a ring-shaped cage, locking Crocodile in it.
Smoker's eyes were bloodshot, and his muscles and bones made a fine sound, and the surface of his body was covered with light.
"Do you know what you are doing?" Crocodile's face was gloomy as he looked at the test tube broken in the air. How could he not understand that this was Yarlin's plan?
The real place of the transaction was not in Eruma from the beginning, but here, and the object of the transaction was not Yarlin, but the mad dog Smoker.
This was a trap that Ya Erlin had deliberately set up to lure him into.
Hiss …
In response, Smoker's lips curled into a sinister smile.
The mist that pervaded his body condensed into a black armor, and it strangely had a little metallic luster. The huge and knotted muscles were like black iron inlaid on his body.
"Between you and me, only one can leave alive today!"
The voice that came out of his mouth seemed to have the texture of metal. In the cage that was covered by black chains, the voice reverberated with the sound of collision, as if there were countless vengeful spirits roaring in the fog.
A circle of murderous aura erupted with him as the center, and the piercing wind blew on Crocodile's face. He stared at Smoker with a dignified expression and was extremely upset: "You are just being used as a gun by Yarlin!"
Keng!
The sharp blade was pulled out of the scabbard inch by inch, and there was a small crack in the middle of the blade. This was Tashigi's broken sword, the vengeful sword that Smoker had recast with Seastone powder.
"I will kill you with this sword!"
Smoker made a crazy roar in his throat, and the ground under his feet suddenly burst into a deep pit. A cloud of black mist rolled him towards Crocodile. The swirling black mist vortex was like countless blades and gears that shredded Crocodile's collar. The poisonous dragon-like sharp blade pierced the opponent's throat with a bloody luster.
The stench of the wind blew, and the collar and cloak were torn by the mist blade. Crocodile's body suddenly dissipated and slammed into the black mist prison, but it made a muffled sound.
The mist condensed black prison was densely covered with Armament Haki, and the lingering aura was centered on Smoker, penetrating into the black prison through the tremor of the mist.
The cramped Dark Prison trembled as it shrank towards the center. The radius of the prison was rapidly shrinking. Smoker's eyes were bloodshot. It was clear that maintaining this move was an extremely terrifying burden on his body. It could even be said that he did not hesitate to overdraw his life force from the beginning to keep Crocodile in this Dark Prison forever.
"A mad dog!"
Crocodile stared at Smoker, who was chasing him, and the scar across his cheek was extremely dark. He smiled angrily and roared, "In that case, I will help you!"
He stomped his feet on the ground, and a terrifying gully of several meters deep formed in an instant. The next moment, he appeared in front of Smoker and slashed straight against the black mist vortex.
Clang!
The loud crashing sound spread out in the cramped cage. The air was like a mirror that had been polluted by fog and sand, and irregular ripples appeared in the air.
The reverberating sound wave touched the surface of the black prison and magnified sharply, turning into a vibrating echo that pierced the eardrums of the two men. Smoker and Crocodile groaned at the same time, and red blood overflowed from their ears.
"Desert Vajra!"
Crocodile waved his arms, and the sand condensed into dozens of blades, cutting the air in an instant. The sparks splashed, and the black mist vortex around Smoker suddenly appeared with tiny cracks. The cracks spread quickly and splashed around.
Sii Sii Sii Sii Sii …
The black iron attached to his body cracked, and the sound of friction echoed in his ears. Smoker just grinned, and his red eyes locked on Crocodile. A mist gushed out from his feet, like a launched rocket launcher, and the speed of the whole person instantly rose to the peak.
The cramped cage was still contracting violently, and there was not much room to move and dodge. Smoker's straight stab hit Crocodile's arms in the blink of an eye.
As soon as he crashed in, there were hundreds of dense mist like dark snakes, madly erupting from Smoker's body and biting Crocodile.
In the face of countless Armament Haki imbued black mist snakes, at such a close range, Crocodile pulled his right foot and a sand burst out from the ground like lightning, strangely bypassing the arc and stabbing the black snakes coming from all directions.
Hey!
Blood splashed and stained the cheeks of the two men. Crocodile let out a scream and his eyes were fierce. The golden hook embedded in his left arm was nailed to the blade and made a crisp collision. A layer of gold powder was scraped off his smooth arm. He turned his wrist and the end of the hook was like a poisonous needle raised by a scorpion, stabbing Smoker's chest.
Nail!
The black iron was nailed through, and the scorpion hook was like a sinister drill, nailing a fingernail-sized hole. Smoker's eyes suddenly turned black, but his face remained unchanged. His feet seemed to be filled with lead, and they were like two iron fibers firmly stepping on Crocodile's instep.
The dark mist prison shattered inch by inch and turned into countless black chains again, making a "sizzling" sound in the air, surrounding them from all directions, and then entangling Crocodile and Smoker at the same time.
It's like countless chains tying the two men together face to face.
"You?"
Crocodile's face changed in shock. He looked at Smoker, who was dizzy from the corner of his eyes, and even showed a fierce smile to himself. His heart seemed to stop for half a second.
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