Smoker's figure flew backwards through the thick fog, leaving only a muffled groan of suppressed pain in the air.

The difference in strength and weakness is immediately apparent.

118. Combat is not turn-based!

Smoker was sent flying a hundred meters away, his feet landing heavily on the ground, a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief:

"Your domineering attitude? How could that be?"

He clutched his chest, waves of bone-cracking pain emanating from his body, as the thick fog around him gradually dissipated.

Smoker's figure came into view.

Toth held Tyr's Blade, his posture upright, his gaze calm as he looked at him, when suddenly a slight smile curved his lips:

"Are you sure you can handle this, you little greyhound?"

Smoker's face instantly turned ashen, a thick mist erupting from his legs as he glared at Thoth through gritted teeth: "I wasn't prepared, now I'll show you."

White mist sprayed from beneath his feet, and Smoker's figure rushed forward like a white dragon, cracking the ground beneath his feet with each step, and in the blink of an eye, he was standing in front of Thoth.

A brutal left hook struck Thoth's jaw.

A red light flickered in his eyes.

Smoker's hook was dodged by Thoth as he tilted his head back. Immediately afterwards, a thick fog shot out from his right leg, carrying an explosive impact, and his right knee, now completely blackened, struck Thoth in the abdomen.

Thud! A dull knee strike, powerful enough to shatter steel, slammed into Thoth's raised right knee, and a ring-shaped shockwave mixed with thick fog exploded outwards from both of them.

"White Fist!"

With a furious shout, white mist swept from the right fist, and a smile appeared in Thoth's eyes.

At that moment, amidst cracking sounds, the ground within a radius of several meters was instantly shattered by dense dark green vines, and amidst the flying debris, whip shadows lashed past him.

The air was whipped into a series of mournful explosions, and Smoker's body in front of him was instantly whipped into a cloud of smoke.

A dragon-like plume of smoke swirled and weaved rapidly around them. Smoker's upper body hovered atop the smoke, his gaze fixed intently on Thoth: "A plant-type ability user?"

Thoth looked at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, neither admitting nor denying, but the roots that spread from his feet took root even more rapidly into the earth.

The roots plundered the nutrients in the earth, and in the blink of an eye, the earth within a radius of hundreds of meters was broken through by saplings, which then grew wildly.

In an instant, a lush forest sprang up, and purplish-black flowers quickly bloomed among the treetops and branches, their bluish-black pollen spreading throughout the woods.

To anesthetize pollen.

Thoth looked at Smoker in the woods, who inevitably inhaled pollen and felt numbness in his body in an instant.

Meanwhile, the surrounding trees continued to grow rapidly, quickly reaching a height of 100 meters, and their branches transformed into intertwined vines, creating a hemispherical, dark blue-green dome.

At the same time, colorful ferns grow on the ground, creating a dreamlike yet perilous plant space.

Smoker's eyes twitched violently. He held his breath and looked around warily, while soft sounds kept ringing in his ears.

Various scents and medicinal properties of pollen permeated the air, and Smoker's face turned bright red. Unbeknownst to him, his body had been infected by the toxic pollen through contact.

"asshole!"

He cursed under his breath, and just then, dense vines, like sharp arrows, burst forth from all directions.

Smoker's body was pierced to pieces. He turned into smoke and tried to escape from the edge of the forest, but as soon as he got close to the edge, the dense wood spirit vines would wrap around him with domineering energy and force him back.

In his impotent rage, he could only vent his domineering power by unleashing the destruction of the forest with his ten-handed sword.

The trees were plucked and burst open, their dark green sap splattering all over them, yet the plucked trees were growing back at an astonishing rate.

The strong, strange fragrance of herbs and trees in the environment amplifies the anesthetic, hallucinogenic, and neurological disruptive effects of the drug.

Before long, Smoker collapsed among a pile of broken trees, drenched in sweat, his face a mixture of red and blue, his mouth wide open, and his lungs churning like bellows.

A soft clicking sound rang out, and Thoth emerged from the woods and stood before him. Smoker watched, his vision blurred, as Thoth raised his right hand, which had transformed into roots.

Watching the tendril coil and transform into a slender, long wooden spike, which then pierced his chest in the blink of an eye amidst a faint breeze, Smoker's eyes widened in disbelief... Was he going to die?

Thoth looked at the guy who was making funny faces at him and was speechless. A clear, cool liquid from the wood spur that had been driven into the guy's chest was injected into his body.

It neutralizes and eliminates the various negative toxins accumulated in his body, and transforms them into nutrients that can replenish the body's nutrition and be quickly absorbed by his body.

Seeing that his various symptoms had subsided, Thoth looked around at the strange forest that had grown from his own energy and could actually exist.

Through Smoker's verification, Thoth's understanding of his various abilities as a "Wood Spirit" became more accurate.

Someone with Smoker's strength would only be waiting to die if they entered this Wood Spirit Realm.

As he sensed the tree roots, firmly planted in the earth, constantly drawing nutrients to sustain their existence, Thoth's eyes remained calm.

If this continues, the forest will take root and grow completely.

Moreover, given the tenacious vitality of these tree species, the forest will inevitably continue to spread and expand.

At that moment, with a thought, dense tree roots spread and intertwined from the surrounding environment, transforming into a vine that wrapped around Thoth's arm.

The next moment, streams of plant essence were absorbed and devoured by itself, and the surrounding forest withered and decayed at a visible speed.

I felt the energy I had just used up being quickly replenished and made even more abundant.

Soon, a withered forest appeared here, and Thoth looked at Smoker, who had basically recovered.

The latter looked at Thoth with a complex expression, feeling the increasingly abundant vitality within his body. Thoth chuckled softly at him and retracted the hollow wooden spike.

"How about that? My strength."

Smoker's expression immediately became tense, and a blush of shame crept onto his tough-guy face.

……

"you...."

Smoker's face flushed a mixture of red and black, as if he were embarrassed to speak. Thoth found this amusing and couldn't resist teasing him:

"What's wrong? Are you shocked by my brilliant and absolute power?"

"Are you so impressed by my overwhelming power that you've decided to leave the Navy and become one of my men?"

Thoth looked straight ahead at Smoker, whose eyes were twitching violently on the ground, a slight smile curving his lips:

"Okay! I agree."

"Then Smoker! Surrender to me! I will lead you to see the vast and magnificent ocean."

Smoker rubbed his forehead, sighed helplessly, and looked up at Thoth as if he were an idiot:

"I never expected you to be so childish. The thought of losing to a childish person like you makes me ashamed."

Thoth rolled his eyes, his right foot involuntarily lifting up. Smoker quickly transformed into smoke a few meters away and reformed, his gaze subtly fixed on Thoth:

"Can't argue with me? Getting angry and wanting to fight? Tsk tsk! But that's normal. After all, you're still young, and I can accept that your mind isn't fully developed."

bang

Smoker's eyes bulged, a dull pain shot through his back, and he lunged forward. Thoth smiled, his body naturally turning to the side. As Smoker flew past him, Thoth twisted his waist and lifted his hips to deliver a powerful, wrapping kick to Smoker's buttocks.

The latter gasped and slammed heavily onto a dry tree trunk not far away.

Amidst the roar, sawdust flew everywhere.

Nami came to Thoth's side, looking at Smoker who was getting up from the broken log with a displeased expression. "I told you not to pretend. You're the one who's mentally underdeveloped! Your brain and cerebellum are completely underdeveloped."

Smoker's face darkened. The pain in his back was still there. He looked at Nami in disbelief, wondering how she could have managed to sneak up on him.

Nami glanced at him, a smile suddenly spreading across her face as she tilted her fair chin up:

"What? Can't accept that you, a natural science user, got kicked away by me?"

Smoker's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Nami, then at Thoth, and then thought of the other powerful guys back in Ehrenburg.

Thoth's crew members all seem to be quite formidable!

Smoker looked at Thoth with a complicated expression, and after a few seconds, his tone changed:

Will you become a pirate?

Thoth raised an eyebrow, then chuckled softly:

"I've said it before, what I am isn't important, what matters is what I do and what I don't do."

"A mature person wouldn't judge a person entirely based solely on their status,"

Thoth looked at him, his eyes filled with meaning:

“Smoker, you are a person with a strong sense of self. Your eyes can see through appearances, and your heart will tell you what is real.”

"We are not enemies; rather, we can be friends."

Thoth's sudden approval made Smoker's eyes widen slightly, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly, but he tried to suppress it with his face.

So, a slightly comical expression appeared on his face.

Toth sighed helplessly, "You should smile more! Doesn't it hurt to hold it in?"

He walked over and punched him in the stomach, causing Smoker to bend over instantly.

He grimaced in pain.

But then Smoker suddenly stood up and delivered a hook punch to Thoth's abdomen, the dull, resilient sensation like striking steel.

Even his own fist was jolted back, causing a slight pain. He couldn't help but smirk and curse under his breath.

"You actually used domineering energy for protection? Have you no shame?"

Thoth rolled his eyes at him, too lazy to explain; the Invincible Body was not something he could break.

At this moment, Smoker took a deep breath, and his gaze immediately became calm:

"I am a navy officer."

Thoth's eyes remained calm as he nodded and said, "I know, but no one can predict the future."

But this doesn't affect our friendship.

Smoker remained silent, but his expression soon softened, and he nodded.

A smile appeared in Thoth's eyes, but at that moment, the sound of a propeller whistling through the air came from the sky.

The three people present looked up and saw a fat man flying in the sky, his raised limbs and neck spinning at high speed like a propeller.

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