Power smoking

The sky over the New World was grim, and the sea raged under a fierce storm, as if reflecting the events about to unfold that night. On a remote island, where the secret headquarters of the "Black Shadow" organization lay hidden, darkness engulfed the area—but thick smoke began to creep through the gloom.

"I found you."

Standing atop a rocky hill overlooking the base, Smoker held his lit cigar between his lips, his eyes locked onto the massive structure below, where dozens of armed men had gathered. There was no room for negotiation.

"White Prison."

In an instant, dense smoke surged in all directions, engulfing the entire base in a massive dome of fog, cutting off air and escape.

Inside the base, the leaders watched in horror as the smoky walls rose around them, sealing them off from the outside world.

"It's the Marines!" one of them shouted, gripping his sword. But before he could even move, a massive smoky hand shot out, gripping his body tight—crushing his bones completely!

BOOM!!

Explosions of smoke erupted within the base, and men fell one after another. This wasn't a battle… it was annihilation.

One of the commanders suddenly appeared, using Armament Haki to shield his body. He lunged at Smoker with incredible speed, aiming to stab him with a sword coated in black Haki.

"You're going to die here, Marine dog!"

But Smoker didn't move.

At the last second, his body turned to smoke, and the blade passed through him harmlessly.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he reappeared behind the man, his voice calm yet carrying the weight of an executioner's verdict:

"You're next."

BOOM!!!

A massive smoky fist shattered the man's chest completely, sending him crashing through three walls before his body vanished into the rubble!

The remaining soldiers began to realize the truth—there was no escape!

Inside the main fortress, the organization's leader, a mysterious man known as "Darkgrave," stood by his window, his face grim as he listened to the dying screams of his men.

"It can't end like this…!"

Grabbing his black sword, he cloaked his body in an overwhelming Conqueror's Haki, then leaped directly at Smoker, his deadly strike aiming to cleave him in half!

But Smoker didn't move.

He let the sword pass through his smoke body… then grabbed Darkgrave's throat with a Haki-infused grip.

"Your final mistake."

And in a single instant—

The sky turned into a storm of compressed smoke!

"White Explosion!"

A tremendous force swept across the entire base, obliterating everything in its path!

Buildings crumbled, rocks shattered, and finally… Darkgrave's body was crushed entirely within the smoky storm!

When the smoke finally cleared, only burning ruins remained.

Smoker stood in the middle of the wreckage, surrounded by bodies and ashes. No one survived.

He pulled out his cigar, relit it, and exhaled smoke slowly.

"Mission complete."

Then, he turned his back and walked away, leaving the Black Shadow organ

ization nothing more than a memory of the past.

— End of Chapter —