The terrible screams instantly resounded through the corridor, and the other jailers outside the shed immediately rushed to hear the news.

The Leech Empress Raskus thinks that Smael will most likely not escape from the Dark Magic Prison immediately, on the one hand, several exits of the Dark Devil Prison have been set by it with many traps, and it is almost impossible to escape from there unharmed. On the other hand, Smael's body is still very weak, and the injuries on his body are also very serious, so there is a high probability that he will choose to replenish his energy first.

Therefore, the team that came to search the storage area was also equipped with some strong jailers.

In fact, the situation here is not much different from what Lasus had guessed.

The drunken prison head immediately rushed in, looked at the level 20 Smail, and instead of being afraid, he sneered, burped contemptuously, and shouted:

"Grandma's, what kind of character does Lao Tzu think it is? But it's just a level 20 kid, Lao Tzu just hasn't practiced his skills for a long time, so take your kid to open meat! ”

As he spoke, the prison chief took out the tin wine jug he was carrying, poured another bottle of wine, and shouted:

"Red Wine Fist!"

Drinking out the battle skill, the drunkard's body was like a ball full of air, and it swelled up in an instant, with a layer of redness, and a thin layer of arrogance was released as if it were substantial.

Smail's eyes lit up, and the sinister smile on his face became even more terrifying.

This guy is obviously not a capable person, but he has a strong self-confidence, although he does not have the power of the Devil Fruit, but the strength of his physical body is obviously much better than his own.

The drunken man turned red, a crazy smile gradually appeared on his face, and rushed towards Smail.

The jailers on the side were all horrified when they saw their boss make a killing move.

"Damn, the boss used the Red Wine Fist as soon as he came up, this kid is dead!"

"That's right, the boss's red wine fist can not only strengthen his own strength, speed, and defense, but also release alcohol during the battle, making the enemy drunk."

"This kid is finished, among the masters in the entire prison area, few have been able to beat the martial arts boss."

"This kid is too unlucky, once the boss of Wujiu is crazy, it's too terrifying, last time there was a kid who looked at the boss of Wujiu a few more times, both legs were bent, and then Wujiu also let him crawl like a frog and bark......"

Smaer grinned at Wujiu, not taking the boasting of the people around him too seriously.

Looking at Smer's smile, Wu Jiu became even more angry, and instantly fell into the effect of wild laughter, and immediately rushed over like a hungry tiger.

The enemy smashed in with a punch, extremely fast, Smael smiled unabated, and avoided this punch, it seems that the opponent he faced this time is really a little interesting, and he is not a little stronger than those ordinary people before.

After a punch, Wu Jiu's fists directly transformed into thousands of fist shadows, and a dense fist shadow came like a storm, these brute fists were disorderly, but the strength was not inferior, Smaer was able to dodge at first, but then he was completely dazzled, sometimes it looked like he was avoided, but he was still hit directly.

He felt himself enveloped in the smell of wine, and he became a little drunk.

He simply stopped dodging and began to fight this guy head-to-head.

Crackling attacks continued to bombard Smail's body, and Smer's [Wild Laughter] Devil Fruit ability was constantly triggered, although these attacks looked very terrifying, but except for the meager power air mass wrapped in his fist that could cause damage to him, the rest of the physical damage had been completely negated.

Wu Jiu was a little surprised, he and Smer punched, although the number of hits he had obviously gone out too much, but the difference in damage between each other was too big, and his attack hit Smer's body as if it hit the iron plate, obviously able to feedback a clear sense of blow, but it was not able to cause too much damage.

Although he only took a few hits, this kid's attack was not weak.

"Damn, it's really two hits, it's fine! Then I'll let you see how much of an impact the gap between the levels has on the battle! ”

"Phantom Wine Maniac Fist!"

Wu Jiu burst into a snort, squirting out a mouthful of wine in his mouth, spraying Smer's face.

In the next second, Smael suddenly felt that the world was spinning, his body seemed to be pulling into lines, and his limbs began to writhe and sway involuntarily.

Wu Jiu seized the opportunity, gritted his teeth and clenched the fist of his right hand with his left hand, and a stream of red wine began to gather towards his right fist, and his right fist became brighter and brighter, like a red light bulb, shining and shining.

After accumulating his strength for about five seconds, Wu Jiu shook his fist violently, setting off a wave of red qi, and the whole person broke through the waves and slammed into the swaying Smaer mercilessly.

"Hahaha......"

Smaël laughed wildly and was blasted out.

It's still physical damage, mostly negated by Smail's Devil Fruit ability.

It seems that even if you have strong defense, it will still be difficult to win without relying on the powerful moves of the Devil Fruit.

As Smail was thinking like this, the Devil Fruit Core in his body seemed to sense his thoughts, and some strange changes began to occur, he felt that the Devil Fruit Core in his body began to thump like a heart, and his blood was spurting, and this feeling became more and more intense, and he was about to breathe out.

I don't know how long it took, but Smail felt like he had been struck by lightning, and he felt an indescribable numbness and soreness all over his body.

Immediately after, Smail felt a flash of inspiration, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his mind, and Smail's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and he immediately sensed the new Devil Fruit ability in his body:

【Horror Playing Cards】

Effect: After use, one of the 54 playing cards with different effects is randomly drawn for battle, of which 1-10 are ordinary attack cards, and the power level increases with the size of the number, according to the four suits of hearts, grass flowers, spades, and squares, with special attack effects.

Smal's mind flashed, and he immediately activated the power and activated this ability of the Devil Fruit.

"Horror Poker!"

Smal summoned a move, a fantastical purple playing card appeared in his mind, and then when he used his consciousness to draw a playing card, the materialized playing card immediately appeared in his hand, and luckily, this time it was the grass flower 7!

Grass Flower's attack modifier is capable of causing cleave damage that ripples around the target when it hits it!

At this time, Wujiu, whose eyes were red, was still preparing to launch a second critical attack, but Smal had already slowly stood up, and the playing cards in his hand that shone with purple light reflected his terrifying smile.

"Boy...... It's quite resistant to beating! This time, Lao Tzu will let you try what is called a sandbag big fist! ”

I saw that Wu Jiu's right fist continued to grow larger, and this time he gathered more power in his fist, obviously realizing that it was impossible for a simple physical attack to cause damage to the enemy.

Smail smiled and said slowly:

"Hehehe...... Let me see the trap of the punching bag! ”

Grass Flower 7 flew out, poked at Wujiu's body and burst instantly, blue ripples spread on Wujiu's muscles, and he instantly felt as if he was being pulled by several iron hooks from different directions on his chest, and then a brute force generated by the blue ripples forcibly ripped all the flesh and skin apart.

A terrible tearing sound came, accompanied by Wu Jiu's scream, and the drunk man instantly broke open and fell apart.