Ink Tide Port.
White smoke spread like a tidal wave.
Smoker stood in the middle of the port, two cigars glowing scarlet between his teeth as thick smoke continuously poured from his arms. In the blink of an eye, it formed an enormous white wall that pressed down across the outer edge of the port.
Every sea route had been sealed off.
Several ships of the Octopus Pirates had just raised their sails when they were tightly entangled by the smoke before they could even turn around.
The ships rocked violently, and the pirates on deck went pale.
"Bastard!"
"It's smoke!"
"The ship won't move!"
"Quick, notify Captain Karma!"
Before the words had even faded, "Boom!"
Naval artillery fire descended, directly blasting apart the rudder of one pirate ship.
Wood splinters flew everywhere.
Flames erupted.
The pirate ship immediately lay sideways across the middle of the harbor, completely blocking the retreat behind it.
With a cigar in his mouth, Smoker slammed his Seastone Jitte heavily into the ground.
"Notify him?"
He coldly raised his eyes.
"Too late."
As soon as the words fell, he waved his hand, and the white smoke instantly transformed into a giant hand that ruthlessly slammed a pirate trying to flee into the ground.
"Bang!"
The paving stones shattered, and the pirate passed out on the spot.
Smoker took a step forward as smoke churned behind him.
"From this moment on, the Navy is taking over Ink Tide Port."
"All pirates, drop your weapons. Those who refuse—"
Smoker's gaze turned icy.
"Will be executed on the spot."
The pirates in the harbor paled. They had thought the Navy had merely wandered in by mistake.
They had thought that as long as they brought up Whitebeard's flag, the Navy would slink away like the patrol ships of