Colonel Rat, looking at the irresolute Smoker as if he were trash, sneered, "The Revolutionary Army Leader is standing right in front of you. Do you intend to let him escape?"
He was extremely anxious.
The combat power of the Loguetown Marines was very strong, unlike the useless drunkards and gluttons under his command.
If not for the help of the Loguetown Marines, it would be difficult for the Marines of East Blue 16th Branch alone to defeat Dragon and the Revolutionary Army behind him.
Was he going to hand over such a great Credit to someone else?
"Of course, I will take action."
Smoker drew out his sea stone jitte, and his entire being transformed into purple smoke, rushing towards Dragon.
Bringing criminals to justice was the sacred duty of the Marines in executing justice.
The purple smoke on his lower body quickly coiled like a sea snake, completely enveloping Dragon within the range of the poisonous smoke.
"So strong."
The Marines of the 16th Branch secretly glanced at their Colonel Rat.
They were all of the same military rank, so how could there be such a huge disparity in strength?
"Smoke?"
Dragon's vision was engulfed by the purple poisonous smoke. Just by looking at the color, he knew the smoke was highly toxic.
He clenched his fists and slammed them fiercely into the densest part of the poisonous smoke.
Wind Dragon Horn.
A turquoise green magic array appeared, stirring up a gale in the shape of a dragon's horn, tearing apart the poisonous smoke that Smoker had formed with his body.
"Such a powerful ability. Is it a purple skill?"
Half of Smoker's body was still floating in the air, and he found that his lower body, which had been blown apart by Dragon, could not quickly reassemble.
The residual aura of the Wind Element magic prevented the Smoke-Smoke Fruit from re-condensing.
It was like an absolute suppression of a lower energy by a higher one.
"Dragon, the power of Elemental Gale, whether in terms of energy purity or level, is much stronger than ordinary gales."
"Ivankov."
"My apologies."
Ivankov immediately covered his mouth. Such a foolish act of exposing an ability during battle was no different from directly revealing one's Devil Fruit ability before a fight.
"Everyone, attack!"
Colonel Rat, seeing Smoker, who usually strutted around, suppressed by Dragon in one move, immediately shouted.
Countless Marines raised their guns and fired.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
A dense barrage of bullets shot towards Dragon.
Before Ivankov could even cast his Holy Light Defense magic, Dragon had already charged forward, enduring the barrage. The bullets hitting him sounded like they were striking an incredibly hard steel plate, only producing crisp sounds without causing any injury.
In the Pirate World, named and prominent experts were immune to bullets.
This was also an ability derived from the Wind Dragon; it wasn't Wind Element magic, but an ability inherent in Dragon's blood: Wind Dragon Scales, which, when released, could provide extremely strong defensive capabilities.
"Revolutionary Army."
The slaves all stared blankly at this scene.
No one was a fool; they wouldn't join the Revolutionary Army just based on a few passionate words. To a large extent, the strength displayed by the Revolutionary Army Leader was also within their consideration.
The scales in their hearts began to tip towards the Revolutionary Army.
"Stop right there!"
Smoker turned his body, unable to wait for the smoke to gather, and swooped towards Dragon, swinging the jitte in his hand.
Poison Shadow Needle.
Poisonous smoke flowed through his palm, condensing into a slender purplish-black needle. With his flick, it shot along the angle of his jitte's swing towards Dragon's back.
The fighting style of a street fighter was to use every possible means.
As long as criminals could be apprehended, the process of the battle was not important.
Screech.
Dragon sensed a dangerous aura behind him and slightly turned his body, attempting to dodge the incoming Poison Shadow Needle.
Wind Dragon Scales took effect.
Gusts of wind element currents surged, rippling in circles to block the Poison Shadow Needle.
The inconspicuous tiny poisonous needle, however, unleashed rare penetrating power, directly tearing a fine small hole in the Wind Dragon Scales and grazing Dragon's lower back.
"Indeed, no player's skill can be underestimated."
Dragon touched his lower back, where slightly purplish blood was flowing from the wound.
He was clearly poisoned.
"Dragon, although I don't know what level your Wind Element skill is, you are too arrogant!"
Smoker's expression was cold.
His Poison Shadow Needle was already Lv.10, and every five levels enhanced its penetrating power.
Even if Dragon's Wind Dragon Scales were also raised to Lv.10 and possessed extremely strong defense, the attached attribute was wind resistance, which still couldn't completely resist the penetration of the Poison Shadow Needle.
"Very good, let's finish off the most dangerous criminal in one go!"
Colonel Rat, seeing Dragon, who had been chasing him, having already run for a long time, now turned his head and started shouting again.
Once Dragon was killed, after the resurrection state ended, he would be in a weakened state.
All his attributes would severely decline, and at that point, he would be like fish on a cutting board, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Holy Light Healing!"
Ivankov shook his purple curly hair and quickly ran forward, his hands erupting with dazzling golden halos. Healing energy enveloped Dragon's wound, not only removing the poison but also leaving no scar.
"Not good."
Smoker's expression slightly changed.
His Poison Shadow Needle relied on sneak attacks for success. In a head-on confrontation, Dragon, protected by Wind Dragon Scales, could not possibly be wounded.
Dragon also knew that Smoker was the strongest player present. He turned his head, a slight curve on his lips, and smashed his fists towards Smoker in the air.
His hair was blown wildly.
Smoker could barely keep his eyes open, feeling only that the wind element energy swirling around the opponent's fists was about to blow his entire being apart.
He forcibly stabilized his body and threw out two consecutive Poison Shadow Needles, which were directly blown away.
Seeing Dragon getting closer and closer, he gritted his teeth and directly unleashed the strongest skill he had currently obtained from the Trial Tower.
Tiger Subduing Overlord Fist!
Smoker discarded his jitte and used his bare fists to block Dragon's wind fists.
With each swing, there was a layer of purple smoke shockwave, and the air began to vibrate with his punches.
Bang.
Dragon's fists fell without slowing down. With each collision, Smoker's fists would be dispersed into smoke.
Smoker could only disregard the possibility of injury, forcibly re-condense his fists, and continuously exchange blows with Dragon.
Fists.
Arms.
Shoulders.
Until the very end, Dragon forcibly shattered Smoker's head with successive blows, and the wind element aura flowed, completely suppressing the Smoke-Smoke Fruit's elementalization ability.
"Even Smoker was defeated?"
"That's the most vicious man in the world. It's only natural for Colonel Smoker to fail, but I didn't expect him to lose so miserably!"
The Marines watched as Smoker was enveloped in white light, entering the resurrection state, and all turned pale with fright.
They were mentally prepared for Smoker not being able to defeat Dragon.
However, being directly shattered by several consecutive punches, such a domineering aura, and Smoker's utterly helpless defeat, the Marines simply could not accept it.
Just then,
Garp, wearing his dog-head hat, arrived in time and exchanged a punch with Dragon, who was about to charge into the Marine ranks.
Bang.
At the spot where they exchanged punches, the airflow vibrated into layers of circular airwaves.
"Dragon!"
Garp let out a low roar.
He hadn't expected to arrive just to find the other party intending to slaughter the Marines; this was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
"Is that you, Old Man?"
Using the force of the collision to retreat, Dragon, whose face had been expressionless, finally showed a complex emotion of reunion after a long separation, along with a hint of a sigh.
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