"Damn it! How many times has this happened?" Blackbeard's heart grew increasingly bitter as he kept his head down and sprinted!
Ever since he first encountered Longinus twenty-two years ago, nothing good had ever come of meeting that man again. He was either beaten senseless, exposed, or even "made" to fail.
His strength had grown stronger and stronger, but the gap between him and Longinus had only widened. Looking back now, the time he had come closest to that man had actually been at the very beginning.
I want to succeed just once, damn it!
At that moment, a greeting suddenly came from ahead of him.
"Not planning to stop for a moment, Blackbeard?"
Looking up, Blackbeard revealed a contemptuous smile.
"You think you can stop me, Red-Haired?"
Blocking his path was none other than Red-Haired, one of the three most famous disabled combatants on the sea!
"Ha! I've really been underestimated!" Red-Haired was not angry. He merely smiled faintly. "And by a bottom-of-the-barrel scumbag like you, no less!"
"Hmph! Are you trying to stop me and create an opportunity for that guy?" Blackbeard's face darkened. "Don't forget, you're a pirate too. Do you really think he'll let you off just because I'm dead?"
Hearing this, Red-Haired's expression turned somewhat peculiar. "If you're afraid of Longinus, there's no need for that. At least... there's no need right now!"
Blackbeard froze slightly, then turned his head and glanced over from the corner of his eye.
Within his field of vision, Lone Red was doing everything he could to hold back the rampaging Longinus. Every time he was sent flying, he would drain the pirates around him to barely restore his combat strength. This chaotic, disorderly battlefield was precisely the best place for his Devil Fruit to show its effects.
*I didn't