Smoker turned into a vast cloud of white smoke and charged into the auction house, fully displaying the battlefield control of a Logia at that moment.
Billowing white smoke poured in through the entrance.
In just a few breaths, the originally chaotic battlefield was forcibly divided by the white fog.
Although the pirates were numerous, their strength varied greatly.
Quite a few of them were underground buyers who had come for the auction. They had only dared to charge in wildly with weapons because they had strength in numbers.
Not to mention that they had just watched Karma get blasted into that ghastly state by Smoker.
He was the captain of the Octopus Pirates, one of Whitebeard's subordinate captains.
Yet now, he had been beaten by the Marines to the point where his life or death was unknown.
That alone shattered half the pirates' confidence.
"Captain Karma was defeated?!"
"Impossible!"
"He's one of Pops Whitebeard's captains!"
"Run!"
"These Marines are insane!"
Panic spread through the crowd like a plague. The pirates who had charged so fiercely moments earlier visibly fell into disarray.
But the white smoke had completely sealed off their escape routes.
With T Bone leading the Marines and the rescued Adventure Group members steadily forward, the surging crowd soon became a chaotic, directionless current.
Smoker seized the opportunity and flung his arms wide.
"White Vine: Smoke Flurry!"
Billowing white smoke erupted from both his arms, shoulders, and back.
His misty arms stretched continuously, thick smoke fists forming one after another in midair.
The next moment—
"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang bang—!"
Countless smoke fists fired at once, crashing down on the surrounding pirates like a torrential rainstorm.
One pirate had barely raised his blade before an incoming smoke fist sent him flying, his body slamming hard into a stone