Power smoking

The marine ship cut through the waters of the Grand Line, the winds pushing the sails strongly, while Smoker stood at the bow of the ship, puffing on his cigar, his eyes silently watching the horizon.

After his recent battle against Rex, he didn't expect to have a long rest. The world was moving fast, and pirates were everywhere.

"Sir!"

Smoker turned slowly towards one of his soldiers, who was panting as he ran towards him.

"We've spotted a pirate ship approaching from the east! They're flying the flag of the 'Red Ghosts'!"

Smoker narrowed his eyes.

"The Red Ghosts, huh?"

The reputation of this crew was not good. They were fierce pirates, known for their dirty fighting style. They were not just sea thieves but professional killers, leaving no survivors behind.

Smoker raised his hand and signaled to his crew:

"Prepare for battle."

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Approaching Storm

The pirate ship was rapidly approaching, its sails partially torn, its body full of holes from previous battles. At the front stood a tall man, his body scarred, his black hair fluttering in the wind.

"That's Captain Derok..." whispered one of the marines in fear.

Smoker didn't need a reminder. He knew that name well.

Derok, "The Misty Killer"—a dangerous criminal, possessed the Mist-Mist Fruit, a power strangely similar to Smoker's Smoke Fruit but working in a different way.

"You fools for standing in our way!" shouted Derok, his deep voice filling the area. "Prepare to meet your doom!"

He waved his hand, and suddenly—

Black mist spread in all directions!

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Mist vs. Smoke

Smoker remained steady, but he immediately felt the pressure. This was not just ordinary mist—it was thick and suffocating, preventing anyone from seeing or breathing naturally.

"If he thinks this will stop me, he's mistaken."

Quietly, he extended his hand forward, and his pure white smoke began to spread to counter the black mist!

"The White Spears!"

Several columns of smoke rushed towards Derok at speed!

But at the moment the white smoke touched the black mist—

It vanished.

Smoker raised an eyebrow.

"Huh...?"

Derok laughed loudly.

"My fruit is not just mist, Government dog!"

Suddenly, from within the black mist, dozens of mist-made arms emerged, attacking the Marine crew!

"Retreat!" shouted one of the officers, but it was too late.

Three soldiers were pulled into the mist, and their screams disappeared completely... as if they had never been there.

"Damn... This is not just a mist fruit, it's more like an inescapable prison."

But Smoker was not the type to retreat.

"The White Prison!"

Smoke exploded from his body, surrounding the black mist, trying to push it away!

But Derok laughed again.

"This won't help you, Smoker! Inside my mist, everything becomes meaningless!"

And suddenly—

He appeared in front of Smoker!

"When...?!"

Boom!

A powerful blow from a Haki-infused fist struck Smoker's chest, sending him backwards!

But he quickly regained his balance, his eyes filled with anger.

"Alright, you want to play this way? Fine."

He took a deep breath, then—

Smoke exploded around his entire body!

This time, it wasn't just ordinary smoke.

It turned into a raging storm, a whirlwind of dense mist filling the entire ship!

"The White Beast!"

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The True Power of Smoke

Derok tried to move, but...

"Impossible...!"

His black mist began to fade within Smoker's power!

"How...?!"

Smoker appeared in front of him suddenly, his hand infused with Armament Haki, then—

"The White Punch!"

Boom!!!

A direct hit struck Derok in the face, sending him flying across the ship's deck before crashing onto the main mast!

The ship cracked from the force of the blow.

A deadly silence enveloped the area.

The pirate crew looked at their captain, then at Smoker...

Then, without a word—

They jumped into the sea, fleeing!

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End of the Battle

Smoker stood over Derok's body, who could barely lift his head.

"You've lost."

Derok spat blood, but still laughed.

"I didn't think I'd be defeated so easily..."

Smoker didn't respond. He simply to...