Chapter 323: Thanks to the Night God· 4000 tips!

The countless turntables in the air were illuminated by the sun, and the originally pale yellow blades began to shine with golden brilliance, but Conrad, who controlled them, stood on the deck in a daze, without the slightest intention of defense.

Because he knew that there was no need to defend at all, and if Smoker wanted to kill him, it might not make sense for him to turn the entire ship under his feet into crystals and wrap it in front of him.

"Who the hell is this guy? Such a powerful force can never be nameless! ”

Conrad's face was gloomy as he searched for a character in his mind who matched Smoker, although the other party's appearance was not clear because of the smoke shrouded, but he seemed to be somewhat familiar with the red cloud coat on a black background.

"Strange, how can I feel familiar? Have I ever seen him? ”

Just when he gradually fell into deep thought, Smoker in the distance was a little impatient, what the hell is this guy, he has been waiting for a long time, and those turntables in the sky have been silently rotating there, without the slightest intention of attacking.

"What are you grinding? How long do you want them to spin! ”

"Uh.... Hum! ”

Conrad was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he snorted a little uncomfortably, "This is what you brought on yourself, don't rely on me if you get hurt!" ”

Smoker glanced at him, but didn't continue to talk nonsense with him, but turned his head to look at the dense sharp wheels in the sky, and at the same time, starting from the top of his head, gradually 'hardening' his whole body with an armed color domineering.

In an instant, his whole body became black and purple, and even every white hair became black and bright, but the metallic luster flickered from time to time, giving people a more dangerous feeling.

"Go!"

Conrad's mind moved, and all the wheels in the sky instantly rioted, and almost at the same time, they drew out a pale gold afterimage, slashing at Smoker like an overwhelming slash.

Although ordinary people can only see a dazzling golden light with their naked eyes, Smoker can sense the position of these wheels, which can be said to be orderly.

They didn't come at all at once, but split into layers of sequential recursion, and at the same time divided into four parts, encircling him in the middle from all four directions without any gaps.

"Yes, the micro-operation is in line with the level of a 200 million bounty." Seeing this, Smoker softly praised in his heart.

"W-"

"Bell!!"

"Click!"

Before his thoughts could dissipate, the first wheel slashed unceremoniously in front of his chest, but the powerful armed color domineering was like the hardest steel wall, instantly shaking it out and colliding with the two wheels behind.

The shattered pale yellow crystals are like a pure chrysanthemum, blooming above this magical high blank sea, and its scene is very charming.

"It's not over yet!"

This result was completely expected for Conrad, and he looked at Smoker, who was surrounded by tens of millions of gold wheels in an instant, and his face showed a smug smile.

In fact, now he couldn't see Smoker's figure at all, his eyes could only see the golden wheel flying in, and then splitting into pieces and throwing it out, while the golden wheel behind him instantly filled the gap created.

His ears were wildly raped by the piercing screeching sound that resounded throughout the space, but from the light in his eyes, it could be seen that he was enjoying it very much.

Because he never believed that Smoker would be able to survive the whole set of attacks, and he even prayed in his heart that this bastard would be killed directly because of his arrogance!

The attack lasted fifteen minutes, and the spacious deck was covered with pale yellow crystals shattered into slag, and the sheer number of them even covered the pirates who had fainted on the ground.

The whole scene looks like a desert covered with citrine shards, with undulating 'sand slopes' everywhere, but Conrad's eyes are not on these.

"How, how is it possible!!"

Conrad looked at Smoker standing in the middle of the 'Citrine Desert', as if he had encountered some kind of flood beast, and involuntarily stepped back.

"Bang."

His back pressed heavily against the railing, causing his figure to pause suddenly, and Conrad couldn't believe what he was seeing, "You... Are you okay? ”

"Huh?"

Dissipating the domineering spirit on his body, Smoker shook his head a little helplessly, "Seeing that you made such a big noise, I thought it would be some power, but I didn't expect it to be a silver spear wax head." ”

He originally wanted to use the other party's attacks to hone his domineering spirit a little, but he didn't expect that those Golden Wheel attacks couldn't put any pressure on his domineering.

Without pressure, where does the hone come from?

It felt like a lot of balloon-made toys hit him, not to mention any damage to him, and he couldn't even make his nerves feel pain.

What's the use of this!

"Eh, after all, you're just offering a bounty of 200 million."

Smoker knew that it was not that the other party was too weak, but because he was too strong, and the strength of the admiral candidate could indeed be called a monster for an existence below the Seven Martial Sea level.

"Have I grown to this point unconsciously......"

I don't know why, just when a slight smug bubble appeared in his heart, he suddenly recalled the momentum of those bigwigs who he personally felt when the golden lion broke into Marin Fando alone.

"Smack-"

This is the sound of bubbles bursting, this voice sounded in Smoker's heart, and only he could hear this voice, "There is a more beautiful scenery up there, how can you stop here!" ”

"It's just.... That's it....."

But Conrad on the other side was a little embarrassed by Smoker's evaluation, when did the bounty of 200 million become so cheap?

You must know that this is the result of his desperate struggle, he has always been proud of his bounty, sometimes he doesn't need to make a move when fighting with his peers, he just needs to show his identity to make the other party's whole group surrender!

"Who the hell are you!?"

"Who am I?"

Smoker teased, "I can tell you, but what do you need to exchange with me~"

"Swap?"

Conrad frowned, "What do you mean." But in his heart, he remembered the sentence that Smoker had said before, 'the disaster of killing'.

Smoker replied directly, "It's very simple, I can satisfy your curiosity about my identity, but when you know it, in order to keep it secret, I will personally send your entire group to Yellow Springs." ”

At this, his tone became strange, "After all... Only the dead can really keep secrets, you say? ”

“......”

Conrad was silent, Smoker's words brought back some of the speculations he was about to say back to his throat, and the devil knows if he guessed something, the other party would directly turn himself and the others into dead people.

"How, are you going to swap?"

"No need!"

Conrad twitched the corner of his eye, he was crazy to agree to the deal.

"In that case, let's clean up here and wake them up." Smoker laughed, "I said that your Blood Crystal Pirates are temporarily under my control!" ”

The aftermath is over, and it's time for him to get down to business, or maybe he wants to deal with the Sky Island matter at speed now, and then hone his domineering skills with Sakasky as soon as possible.

The real general-level strength is like an incomparably attractive fruit, constantly seducing his desires and ambitions.

"Yes."

Faced with an existence that he absolutely couldn't contend with, Conrad, a veteran pirate, quickly adjusted his mentality.

He could see that this big guy had no intention of killing them, so he just wanted to serve the other party well now, and then send this uncle away smoothly.

"I don't know what to call you?"

Conrad, who was already in his fifties, did not hesitate to ask Smoker, who looked to be only twenty or thirty years old.

"Title, ....."

Smoker thought for a moment, feeling that he wouldn't be with them for too long, so he casually ordered, "Just call me 'Lord'." ”

"Uh... Yes, my lord! ”

Conrad's face froze for a moment in response to such a perfunctory attitude, but he quickly recovered, and then lowered his head and began to wake up the crew on the ground.

As for the clean-up work, of course, it was handed over to them, and he was the captain no matter how he said it!