Sengoku Reappears

"Dark Water!!!"

Blackbeard slammed his palm into Whitebeard's translucent Tremor-Tremor bubble. The fluctuation that had nearly erupted began to shrink, and before long, it was completely swallowed.

"Pops, this is the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit!"

Black swirls revolved around Blackbeard's palm. "Devil Fruit abilities are absorbed and nullified. In other words, you can no longer trigger earthquakes in front of me."

As Blackbeard spoke, he threw a punch straight at Whitebeard's stomach. However, his smugness did not last long. Before his fist could land, a foot sent him flying.

"So this is your power!"

After retracting his foot, Whitebeard continued forward. "You think I became one of the Four Emperors relying solely on the Tremor-Tremor Fruit?"

"Ah!!!"

Blackbeard had just gotten to his feet when a gleaming slash nearly split him open. Though he dodged in time, the blade still cut from his shoulder down to his waist, leaving a ring-shaped wound spraying blood. The slash knocked him down again. "It hurts, it hurts! Damn it!!!"

Whitebeard stepped forward, drove Murakumogiri's hilt into Blackbeard's left palm, pinned down his right hand with his right foot, then lowered his head and gripped Blackbeard's head with his left hand. "Arrogance and recklessness. Those are your weaknesses."

As Whitebeard spoke, a Tremor-Tremor bubble erupted from his left hand. Blackbeard, enveloped within it, felt himself struggling to breathe and hurriedly begged, "Stop, Pops! Stop! I'm your son! Are you really going to kill me? Ah!!!"

Blackbeard's immediate submission had some effect. A trace of hesitation flashed across Whitebeard's face. He naturally had feelings for Blackbeard. It was precisely because of those feelings that he could not accept Blackbeard murdering his crewmate Thatch.

"Boom~~~"

Blackbeard still found an opening. Whitebeard's grip loosened slightly from the shock, allowing Blackbeard to escape.

"You're practically finished already.