Chapter 186: Allocate Another Five Billion!

"I didn't even feel it, that's a whole one hundred and fifty times?"

Smoker's expression was ugly, mixed with a hint of guilt.

The fifty thousand Reward Points were military funds allocated to him by Fleet Admiral Sengoku, not his personal capital.

It would be one thing if he had bought a specific item,

but now a full thirty thousand had been spent on Random Keys, leaving nothing to show for it; how was he supposed to explain this to Marine Headquarters?

Wouldn't Fleet Admiral Sengoku be furious if he found out?

But the purchase record was right there in front of him; there was no way to fake it.

Smoker gradually recalled the memory of himself frantically refreshing the Game House.

"How did I not realize it?"

Smoker was full of regret, wishing he could slap himself twice.

At the time, when buying the Random Keys, it was as if he were possessed, constantly wanting to keep swapping for a compatible item, thinking to himself that two hundred Reward Points wasn't expensive, and before he knew it, he had spent all his assets.

Even if he realized it now, if he had Reward Points, he would definitely still be unable to resist buying Random Keys.

That sense of anticipation, like buying a lottery ticket, and the urgency of wanting to become stronger—it was hard for any player to hold back.

Finished.

Smoker covered his head, standing there in a daze.

"If you are short on Reward Points, you can purchase a Fate Lock to temporarily lock this item."

Fang Yi kindly reminded him: "A Fate-locked item will not be swapped out by the Game House when it refreshes in seven days; only four new items will appear."

Four items?

That won't do!

What if the new item that was supposed to appear is some top-tier piece of equipment?

Smoker, who was still struggling with the dilemma, felt a jolt upon hearing this.

"Mr. Merchant, please wait a moment..."

Smoker took out a Den Den Mushi, and after dialing the Marine Headquarters, he bit the bullet and said: "Fleet Admiral Sengoku, the military funds you just gave me have all been used up; can you allocate some more?"

In the palm of his hand,

the appearance of the Den Den Mushi, which could mimic the caller's expression, went from blank, to confused, and finally to furious.

Enduring Fleet Admiral Sengoku's scolding, mixed with the faint sounds of opposition from a group of Vice Admirals, as well as Smoker's military pledge to secure the first kill of the 【Soul-Snatching Envoy】.

Smoker finally bought that scroll of Fire Poison Technique, and still had twenty thousand Reward Points left over.

"You bastard Smoker!"

"If you don't manage to snatch the first kill of the Soul-Snatching Envoy, just wait to spend your life catching pirates for the Navy!"

Although Sengoku was angry,

since he had already made the order to allocate military funds, he would not be indecisive.

Smoker needed twenty thousand Reward Points, so he directly used military funds to exchange for another fifty thousand Reward Points, ensuring Smoker could obtain enough power to intimidate the pirates and the Revolutionary Army.

Fang Yi asked with a smile: "Do you still want to purchase Random Keys?"

"I..."

Smoker's body turned into smoke.

Mixed with a faint scorching red within the purple poison gas, the Lv. 1 Fire Poison Technique could not provide a transformative enhancement effect.

Sengoku's image appeared in Smoker's mind, feeling somewhat guilty, but two seconds later he gritted his teeth and said: "Buy!"

If he didn't buy it, the weak Fire Poison internal energy wouldn't be able to exert its effect.

Everything was for the Navy and justice!

Blood Mist and yin energy eroded the earth, the Death Scythe harvested the battlefield, constantly burning the players' health points.

"Despicable humans, die!"

Deep within the riddled Ghost City, there were collapsed courtyards and streets that were Fenwuliefu everywhere.

At the very center, on a scarlet stone pillar, countless chains pierced the Soul-Snatching Envoy's limbs and internal organs, binding its movements and abilities.

Only the Death Scythe above its head, condensed from yin energy, could be swung through its will.

Even so,

it had already made it impossible for countless players to resist; the weak couldn't even withstand the erosion of the yin energy and were forced to retreat to the edge of the Death Island.

Doflamingo said with a gloomy expression: "Sengoku actually dares to resist the World Government; it really is beyond my expectations."

Beside him, threads invisible to the naked eye extended out, landing within a fifty-meter radius.

If anyone approached, they would trigger the mechanism array and instantly ignite the High-Explosive Black Gunpowder.

This was a defensive mechanism art used in conjunction with the String-String Fruit.

There was no other reason,

it was purely because Garp's fists were too hard when he went all out; if it were his strength before becoming a player, he would have been beaten to the ground by the other party long ago.

Fortunately, with the 【Puppeteer】's mechanism art,

he could control various Mechanical Puppets, set up bizarre and strange mechanism arrays, and with the help of the String-String Fruit, he could run a guy like Garp, whose head was full of muscles, around in circles.

"According to the game prompt, the lowest-level Soul-Snatching Envoy is in its weakest state and will become stronger in the later stages."

"The first kill is the easiest."

The veins on Doflamingo's forehead bulged as he looked at the Soul-Snatching Envoy wreathed in deathly yin energy, feeling like there was no way to start.

Easy is relative.

The game merchant likely didn't consider the strength of players like them at all.

Just like the pirates who could be killed by him at will, they were also bullies who could slaughter villages.

As for these players, they were like those defenseless villagers, having to exhaust all their strength just to inflict the slightest damage upon the Soul Reaper.

"Whether it be the Navy or the Revolutionary Army, all of you shall become my stepping stones!"

Doflamingo spread his arms wide, scattering countless grey-black wooden blocks.

Those wooden blocks all looked like meticulously carved works of art: two hundred infantrymen holding Shields and spears, and four Knights riding warhorses.

Silk threads descended,

sticking to these wooden blocks, as wisps of energy capable of animating inanimate objects surged into them along the silk threads.

【Puppeteer Mechanism Technique】.

It was just like Smoker's Poisonous Blood.

It was the source of energy flowing within Doflamingo, an energy that was currently still filling his body like flowing water.

Once it continued to undergo Reinforcement, it would be able to turn into a solid core.

It was precisely this mechanism energy that allowed Doflamingo to wield skills related to the Puppeteer with ease.

Bang, bang, bang.

The earth itself was shaking.

The two hundred Shield infantrymen, in uniform posture and led by the warhorse Knights, rose directly from the ground and charged toward the Soul Reaper.

These Puppeteer legions had no sense of pain and no fear.

They were like tireless undead.

They could even slaughter an entire nation within half a day.

Shields, spears!

The two hundred Shield infantrymen quickly pressed together; mechanical gears turned and hinges hooked, beginning to merge like precision instruments.

One hundred of the infantrymen became the Shield, while the other one hundred infantrymen transformed into a spear.

It was gripped backhanded by the figure formed from the four merged Knights and thrown with great force, like a javelin.

A series of whistling sounds rang out.

The air was whipped into sharp currents, and space itself seemed to be on the verge of tearing and becoming distorted.

"Stop that!"

The one who let out the roar was the Revolutionary Army Leader, Dragon.

He leaped high, the wind elemental dragon wings behind him flapping, and instantly appeared in front of the giant cavalryman.

Facing the terrifyingly powerful strike,

starting from his chest—the core where his Wind Dragon Bloodline was concentrated—dense, fine Dragon Scales emerged, extending all the way to his arms.

Wind Dragon True Body.

Such an overloaded activation of Dragon Blood would cause uncontrollable dragonification of the body.

His sanity would also suffer temporary lapses, making him become more like those terrifying Magic Beasts that were bloodthirsty and indifferent to life.

(End of chapter)