"Marco!" Seeing this, Blackbeard let out an enraged roar. "There's a road to heaven, but you refuse to take it; there's no gate to hell, yet you insist on charging in! If you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"
That roar echoed across the sea and sky, shaking the eardrums of nearly a hundred thousand people with pain. They could all hear the boundless fury in Blackbeard's voice.
"Traitor! Die!" After Marco destroyed a pirate ship with a powerful blow, the fleet behind him swiftly followed. With Marco at the forefront, they crashed into the enemy formation, bombarding ships and ramming vessels as they forced their way into Blackbeard's fleet.
"Kill!" The ships on both sides collided, and warriors from both forces raised their weapons, launching into close-quarters melee.
Blackbeard was the chief culprit behind Whitebeard's death. Later, in his bid to seize Whitebeard's territory, he had fought an exceptionally brutal battle against the remnants of Whitebeard's crew. The hatred between the two sides ran unimaginably deep.
Now that they had met again, old grudges and new hatreds would be settled together. Only by ending the other side's lives with blood could the enmity between these two great forces finally come to an end.
Marco's entire body burned with roaring blue flames, making him especially conspicuous amid the chaotic battle. To capture the bandits, first capture their king. All of Blackbeard's pirates made Marco their primary target and attacked him one after another.
Yet whether it was blades, spears, clubs, or Armament Haki, Marco used the properties of his Devil Fruit ability to neutralize every attack. Step by step, he pushed into the encirclement, blasting away and cutting down everyone who blocked his path as he did everything he could to draw closer to Blackbeard.
"Teach!" Marco fought fiercely,