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Blackbeard was stunned.
Marco was stunned.
The other mbers of the Whitebeard Pirates were also stunned.
Amidst the swirling dust, a lone figure struggled to rise from a massive crater, his movents slow but unyielding.
A trickle of blood stained the corner of his mouth, contrasting against his gray, blood-matted hair.
Dark, web-like cracks spread across his forehead, a testant to the imnse force he had endured.
His sharp teeth clenched tightly, the taste of iron lingering on his tongue.
In his grip, he held the shattered remains of his longsword—a warrior who refused to fall.
"Jihahahahahaha!!"
"I didn't expect it to be you, a traitor!! It's so funny!!"
Blackbeard finally reacted.
He pointed at the man with one hand, covered his stomach with the other hand, and laughed so hard that his whole body began to tremble.
Spider Squad!!
The pirate who suddenly appeared and saved Diamond Jozu turned out to be the giant spider Squard! !
"Squad!!"
"Why are you here!?"
Marco and other mbers of the White Group also shouted in astonishnt.
After the War at Marineford, the once-mighty Whitebeard Pirates crumbled.
Though the core mbers of the main ship followed Marco, rallying for one last stand, the vast fleet that once stood united under Whitebeard's banner—46 allied pirate crews—scattered across the seas, each drifting toward an uncertain fate.
Among them, 16 pirate captains were defeated by Whitebeard II Edward Weevil.
The Great Whirlpool Spider Pirates, led by Squard, also lost contact with Marco and others due to the pursuit of Whitebeard II. No one expected that he would arrive at such a critical mont!
Squard slowly raised his body with difficulty and gave Marco and the others a stiff smile.
"This is my father's hotown. There's no way I wouldn't co here."
With those words, the distant sea began to stir.
One by one, pirate ships erged from the horizon, their sails billowing in the wind. Among the many pirate flags, one stood out—the skull flag with a white scimitar beard, proudly raised high.
"Protect Daddy's hotown!!"
"Destroy the Blackbeard Pirates!!"
"Kill the traitor Teach!!"
"...."
Roars filled with boundless anger ca from the deck of the pirate ship in the distant sea, and they actually had a determination to see through life and death! !
Hearing these familiar voices, Marco's and the others' eyes instantly turned red.
Those were all Whitebeard's pirate groups!!
They all gathered here without any prior agreent to fight side by side with them again! !
"It's really interesting."
As Blackbeard gazed upon the imnse pirate fleet, there was no trace of fear in his eyes—only a triumphant grin spread across his face.
"Now this is perfect. You all co to , one by one, seeking death."
He chuckled darkly.
"Guess that saves the trouble of hunting you down."
"But, Squard, how dare you show your face here?" Blackbeard taunted, his voice dripping with malice.
"Don't you rember?"
He leaned in, his laughter rising to a cruel pitch.
"Back during the War at Marineford, it was you who stabbed Dad in the back!! JiHahahaha!!!"
Blackbeard's laughter struck like a blade, each word cutting deep into Squard's chest. His eyes flashed with raw anger, turning a furious red.
He gritted his teeth so hard that blood began to stain his lips.
"Don't listen to him, Squard!! Dad never blad you in the end!!"
Marco shouted hurriedly and anxiously.
"You were just fooled by the Navy!"
But his words only made Squard choke up even more.
Blackbeard's laughter echoed through the air, cold and mocking.
"It's up to you guys," he sneered.
"Anyway, once I get rid of all of you, I'll go pay my respects to my father."
His grin widened as he continued, "I never got the chance to attend my dad's funeral."
With those words, he clenched his fists tightly. A milky white halo began to form around each hand, swirling with energy. The jewel rings on his fingers glinted ominously.
The destructive force within them surged, rapidly gathering and building, ready to explode at any mont.
"The fleet is pathetic," Blackbeard sneered, his tone dripping with disdain.
He took a slow, deep breath, his eyes burning with violence.
With a deliberate motion, he lifted his gaze, eyes locking onto the massive fleet of the Whitebeard Pirates on the horizon.
"I bet you all would be thrilled to die at Daddy's power, huh? JiHahahaha!" He taunted, his laughter laced with cruel amusent.
Everyone's faces turned pale.
If Blackbeard were to unleash the power of the Tremor-Tremor Fruit, the nurous fleets that ca to support him would probably be engulfed by the raging earthquake and tsunami in an instant! !
Such thoughts flashed through the pirate's mind at the sa ti.
Marco and others wanted to rush towards Blackbeard to stop him.
But many officers and captains of the Blackbeard Pirates were entangled with them tightly and would not let them move forward even a single step!
"You guys, just watch here."
"Jesus Burgess sneered and punched Marco.
"Jihahahahahaha!!"
"All of you, sink into the sea!"
Blackbeard roared and was about to swing his fists.
An endless fear instantly enveloped all mbers of the White Group.
At this mont, Squard actually rushed out again.
The broken sword in his hand chopped down heavily towards Blackbeard! !
"Courting death!"
Blackbeard's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.
This guy has tried to hinder his good deeds ti and ti again!
Without warning, Blackbeard's fists shifted direction, their power crackling through the air.
In an instant, they shot forward, blasting directly toward Squard with overwhelming force!
Bang!!!
A deafening explosion erupted in the void, shaking the very earth beneath them.
The ground behind Squard erupted in a violent burst, sending debris flying.
Then, a nightmarish sight unfolded before everyone's eyes.
Squard's body began to tear apart, slowly and painfully, as if the very essence of his being was unraveling. Blood gushed from the shattered bones and torn flesh, staining the air with its horrific spray.
"Squad!!"
A heart-wrenching roar escaped Marco's lips, echoing through the sky. His eyes widened as he watched Squard, broken and bleeding, managing a faint, sorrowful smile.
It was soft. It was warm.
Squard's mouth moved, barely a whisper, but enough for Marco to read the words.
"At least, let atone for this ti."
Squard's final ssage hung in the air, a bittersweet confession of remorse.
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