Blackbeard: I'm the Man Who Will Become King of the World!

New World, on the edge of the Final Sea.

Amid the dense fog, beneath the gray-white horizon, the hideously terrifying giant ship revealed its prow as it emerged from the edge of these waters.

A black figure stood at the bow with his arms crossed. His dark face nearly blended into the black fog. After seeing these familiar waters once again, he could no longer hold back his smug laughter. "Zehahaha! The dark age belonging to pirates is finally about to begin!"

As though he had laughed himself tired, Blackbeard lowered his voice and said, "Old Man, you never would have expected this, would you? The one who will become Pirate King isn't the Ace you favored, nor is it the Red-Haired man from Roger's ship. It's me! Me, Blackbeard Teach!"

"Just you wait. Very soon, very soon, I'll prove to you that you were wrong! What kind of pirate has no ambition?"

Hearing the light footsteps coming from behind him, he reined in his emotions, put on a smile, turned around, and asked, "How are things with Bullet?"

Redfield smiled. "Don't be so impatient. Controlling such a massive warship isn't easy!"

"Have some sympathy for my anxious heart!" Blackbeard said with a laugh. "I can't wait to see the interesting reactions on those people's faces when they see Pluton!"

Redfield looked into the distance. "Heh! Aren't there already some spectators ahead?"

Following his gaze, Blackbeard indeed spotted a large pirate fleet sailing through the nearby waters.

"To reach the edge of these waters, they must be someone important among pirates!" Blackbeard nodded with reserved approval. "Let's make them my subordinates!"

Blackbeard had always been decisive. Once he made his decision, he didn't hesitate for long before ordering Bullet to steer Pluton toward the waters ahead.

Jacks Pirates.

"Look ahead!