The Blackbeard Pirates' Great Crisis!

Let's do it!

The Blackbeard Pirates struck first! Marshall D. Teach laughed as he unleashed his Devil Fruit power, black energy surging across his body.

Jesus Burgess slammed his hands on the ground like giant hammers, shattering the surface into pieces of rubble. Then he bent down, picked up a rock the size of a house, and hurled it at the God Slayer above him.

Doc Q and Lafitte quickly dispersed.

The massive boulder, which was hurtling towards Oboro, was stopped by an invisible wall of air and shattered into pieces.

But just as Jesus Burgess finished his first attack, Van Augur, still wounded in the neck, pulled the trigger while moving rapidly. A bullet, at a sharp angle, pierced through the scattering rocks and finally hovered a few centimeters in front of Oboro, 'fixed' by the airflow.

And then... it seemed that the crisis was resolved.

Having already moved to the ground behind him, hiding in his blind spot, Lafitte drew his staff sword, suddenly bent his knees and jumped, unfurling a pair of white wings behind him, swirling in mid-air and leaving a trail of afterimages. In an instant, the blade in his hand slashed towards the back of Oboro's head.

These attacks came one after another, and were perfectly coordinated.

However, like Jesus Burgess's stone and Van Augur's bullet, Lafitte's sword strikes were like cutting into a hard object of 'nothingness,' unable to get close to the God Slayer at all.

No matter how he changed his position or attacked from any angle, he was blocked by a wall of air.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Van Augur's shooting never stopped on the ground.

Jesus Burgess continued to pound the earth and hurled stone slabs at Oboro... They were buying time for Blackbeard Teach.

It seems the bet has been placed on the captain.

Marshall D. Teach bent down, pressing one hand to the ground. Dark matter rapidly spread, covering an area of thousands of meters like a source of pollution. The surrounding trees and rubble seemed to be submerged in 'black water,' being absorbed into it.

Despite Blackbeard's smile, the fear in his expression was hard to hide.

As a former member of the Whitebeard Pirates, he knew Golden Lion Shiki quite well... Back then, Shiki's fighting strength and reputation were no less than Whitebeard's. The God Slayer could kill Shiki meant he was exceptionally terrifying.

Moreover, although they struck first, the attack had no effect whatsoever.

The God Slayer hasn't made a move yet.

Based on his understanding of the God Slayer's abilities, Marshall D. Teach instantly analyzed the battle plan. First, as Devil Fruit user, the God Slayer, even with absolute air superiority, wouldn't dare land. This is because on the ground, the Dark-Dark Fruit ability has a certain 'counter-effect,' allowing him to protect his ground-based allies. The only concern is that if Oboro relies on flight and remains in the air, he can avoid some of the Dark-Dark Fruit's attacks, making it relatively easy to launch 'ground attacks,' or 'air attacks,' which would... put them in a very bad situation.

"No wonder he was able to take down that old devil, Shiki... Hehehe."

Marshall D. Teach burst out laughing.

"Liberation!"

Then came another roar.

The dark matter that had been spreading outwards from him suddenly contracted and vanished, forming a terrifying black Tatsumaki behind him as he stretched out, spinning wildly. Amidst the howling black wind, an astonishing amount of previously absorbed matter was flung out.

It almost felt like it was 'covering up the sky and blocking out the sun'.

It filled the entire space.

These torrents of objects, 'thrown out', also carry astonishing force and destructive power.

"Hahaha..."

Blackbeard's laughter continued.

Oboro was not in a high position, and now it was too late to take off and create distance.

"Don't underestimate me! The God Slayer..."

Blackbeard licked his lips, his expression full of ambition.

The tiny figure of Oboro was engulfed by the dense objects in the sky in the blink of an eye, but... the airflow had formed a shield that protected him in the center. No matter whether the objects that were thrown were rocks or vegetation, they could only fall down after impact.

"Well."

Upon seeing this, Blackbeard's arrogant expression changed drastically, and his pupils contracted.

The smile on her face was gone.

I couldn't help but take a step back.

Then...

Before the power he possessed had completely dissipated, he raised his arm and shouted, "Let's go!"

After saying that, he turned and ran away, fleeing once again.

In the air, Long lowered her eyes, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the figures running wildly on the ground once again through the gaps in the messy objects, and smiled slightly.

Then, he moved.

The massive 'torrent' that blocked him from the Blackbeard Pirates was instantly swept away by the 'air tide', just like dust being swept away by a gust of wind.

He lifted his foot forward and took a step in mid-air.

When the ball of the foot lands, the person is already on the ground.

At this moment... Blackbeard was shocked. He felt time slow down and space seemed to freeze.

His senses and vision clearly watched the God Slayer as he walked step by step to Jesus Burgess' side, who was still running... Strangely, he was the only one who saw it, but due to his speed and reaction time, he was unable to act in time.

As for Jesus Burgess and the others, they became motionless statues due to the 'flow of time'.

Jesus Burgess' face still held the excitement and smile of having escaped.

How could that be?

Marshall D. Teach's mind went blank.

In his view, although his Devil Fruit ability could not harm Oboro, it could at least buy him some time.

In short, it prevents the other party from getting close quickly.

The things that were absorbed and flung out by his ability... are countless.

"He actually cracked it so easily..."

Blackbeard's mind raced, a sinister look appearing on his face as he manipulated the dark matter in his hand.

His desire and will to save lives seemed to have broken the constraints of the 'flow of time'.

He raised his large hand and grabbed at the nearby God Slayer.

Anyone touched by his Devil Fruit ability will have their God Slayer powers temporarily disabled.

The fact that the other party dared to come to the ground... might be an opportunity! Long noticed Marshall D. Teach's movements and looked at the man rushing towards him with indifferent eyes.

Marshall D. Teach's strength, however, is astonishing.

However, he had no intention of holding back.

Instead, they used all their strength.

Oboro also raised his hand, his palm swirling with Haki, as well as 'Death Aura' manifested through advanced Haki techniques... like liquid.

It appears to be somewhat similar to the substance generated by Blackbeard's power.

Blackbeard laughed.

His greatest advantage was that the God Slayer probably didn't know much about his abilities. When Guan Long threw a punch, Marshall D. Teach's large hand immediately grabbed it.

So what if you have Haki? While Haki can suppress Devil Fruit abilities, it depends on the person using it...

Smack

In an instant, Marshall D. Teach's hand gripped Oboro's fist.

Immediately, he sensed something, and his smile froze.

A burst of black lightning suddenly erupted from Oboro's fist...

"As expected... to be able to defeat Shiki, his Haki..."

"It seems... he didn't kill Shiki by luck."

Marshall D. Teach had an answer in his mind.

"This is... it's really over!"

After pondering this, the next second Blackbeard let out a heart-wrenching scream as he was sent flying by the terrifying force of the punch, his body exploding into a cloud of blood in mid-air.

The pain he is experiencing at this moment is unimaginable to ordinary people.

Meanwhile, Jesus Burgess and his companions seemed to have just emerged from the flow of time and were becoming aware of the current situation.

However, it's already over.

Just as Jesus Burgess was about to turn around, Oboro's hand chopped through the air, leaving a black line that sliced across his neck.

In an instant, Jesus Burgess' head, whose smile had frozen on his face, flew off.

After spinning a few times in the air, it finally rolled to the ground.

One strike, instant kill.