Chương 1887: Battle of the North Sea (33)

The guards who were fighting fiercely with Robert's army suddenly trembled as if they were under a spell, and then fell to the ground like puppets with their strings cut.

Their eyes were closed and their faces were pale, as if they had lost all vitality.

Surprisingly, when the purple gas spread to the Rockefeller Kingdom Army, these soldiers seemed to have some kind of magical immunity to the poison gas.

They did not faint after inhaling the poison gas like others, but remained awake and continued to fight fiercely with Robert's army.

Robert's purple poison gas was like a surging torrent, sweeping across the entire city at an alarming speed.

Wherever it passed, everything was shrouded in that strange purple shadow.

Neither the streets, houses nor the people could escape the erosion of this poisonous gas.

The entire city seemed to be shrouded in a mysterious purple veil. The originally bustling and noisy streets were now unusually quiet, without a sound except for the hissing sound of the poisonous gas filling the air, as if it were the whisper of a demon.

On the streets, people were lying on the ground in all directions, their bodies stiff and lifeless, as if their souls had been sucked out and they had completely lost consciousness.

The whole city seemed to be trapped in a terrible nightmare, with deathly silence.

The instigator of all this, Robert, stood there far away, watching the scene in front of him with indifference.

His figure was looming in the purple mist, making people feel like he was a messenger from hell.

There was no expression on his face, only his pair of purple eyes revealed a heart-pounding chill that seemed to be able to penetrate one's soul.

Such a horrifying scene left the soldiers of the Rockefeller Kingdom dumbfounded. They looked at the purple gas surrounding them in horror. The gas floated in the air like a ghost, constantly eroding their bodies and minds.

The soldiers retreated one after another, fearing that they would be swallowed by the poisonous gas like those who fell to the ground.

"It feels so wonderful to awaken the Gas Fruit!"

Robert felt the whole city enveloped in poison gas, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

This poison gas was just like his body, completely obeying his command.

He can control the flow and spread of the poison gas at will, deciding who can breathe the deadly gas and who can survive.

This feeling of controlling life and death made Robert intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Since the awakening of the Gas Fruit, Robert's world seems to have opened a new door.

He developed a strange sense of the air around him. This connection was vague, yet it existed in reality.

Robert discovered that he could not only release gas at will, but also control various other poisonous gases.

This means his attack methods become more diverse and deadly.

Moreover, his ability is not limited to poison gas, he can also easily control other gases.

This powerful ability made Robert realize that the fruit he possessed might no longer be suitable to be called "Gas Fruit", but should be called "Air Fruit".

Because his control over gas has far exceeded the scope of simple gas, he can control various gases at will and release various effects.

As his ability to control gas continues to improve, Robert's response methods become more and more diverse.

He can use gas to create cover, attack enemies, and even change the situation of battle by controlling the flow of gas.

This powerful ability made him more and more adept in combat.

However, Robert was not satisfied with this.

He began to develop a strong interest in poison gas and was determined to create a highly toxic gas that could kill people instantly or silently.

Although this idea is a bit crazy, it does not seem completely impossible for Robert, who possesses such powerful abilities.

However, Robert soon realized that it was too difficult to achieve this goal with his own abilities and knowledge.

Although he is good at fighting, he knows nothing about scientific research.

So he decided to seek help from César Courant, the chief scientist of the Rockefeller Kingdom.

César Courant is a renowned scientist with profound expertise in poison gas research.

Robert believed that only with the help of Caesar Courant's expertise and technology could he create such a powerful poison gas.

After some effort, Robert finally met Caesar Courant and explained his ideas and needs to him.

Caesar Courant showed great interest in Robert's abilities and agreed to help him produce the highly toxic gas.

With the support of Caesar Courant, Robert's confidence increased greatly.

He began to actively participate in the research and manufacturing of poison gas. Although he often just watched Caesar Courant busy, he was also working hard to learn relevant knowledge and technology.

As time went on, Robert's efforts gradually paid off.

Together with Caesar Courant, he successfully created a powerful poison gas that could not only kill people instantly, but was also highly concealed, making it difficult to detect.

Robert's current methods of dealing with his enemies are increasingly relying on poison.

The highly toxic gas in his hands has undoubtedly become one of his most deadly weapons.

At this moment, a mysterious gas emanated from Robert's body. This gas quickly spread like an invisible fog.

This is not ordinary smoke, but an extremely powerful anesthetic gas. It has the magical effect of instantly paralyzing everyone, making people fall into a deep sleep without knowing it.

This strong anesthetic gas seemed to have life and quickly enveloped the entire city. The streets, houses and people were all submerged in this gas.

Except for the people in Rockefeller Kingdom who were not affected for some special reason, everyone else lost consciousness in an instant, as if they were under a spell, and fell to the ground and fell asleep.

The battle came to an abrupt end at this moment. The fierce sounds of fighting and shouting suddenly disappeared, replaced by dead silence.

In this world where personal power is paramount, the number of people is often just a number, especially for someone like Robert who possesses large-scale destructive abilities, who becomes invincible in group battles.

Robert took over the city quietly without causing any commotion.