Hanabal

The ship docked at the port of a small island called Kakara, which was an ordinary island, but in reality, it was a pirate island, and the island's inhabitants were all pirates in the past.

Kakara was bustling with activity. People were coming and going on the street, and groups of men with Fierce God or sly appearances were walking together toward the bar.

"Is this Hannibal? I didn't expect it to be hidden on this small island." Baccarat was somewhat surprised, looking at the large tavern in front of her, where groups of pirates entered one after another, and few came out.

Hannibal is an underground casino on the Grand Line, where a deadly competition is held every year with exceptionally rich rewards. The competition must be participated in by pirates, and each competition attracts a large number of pirates to participate.

Hannibal is very famous, but it's not unique on the Grand Line. There are many similar venues, and while the competition format may differ, the person behind them is definitely a hidden powerhouse.

Why? Hannibal is a euphemism for a bar. There are many Hannibal along the Grand Line, even in the New World. Teach has seen them too.

It is worth mentioning that after killing the sailors, all the slaves were left except for the cook who knew nothing. When he saw the sailors who had been bought with him suddenly disappear, he was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Only five people, after experiencing a downpour, slightly deviated from their course. Luckily, they encountered this island. As for the news about Hannibal, it was no secret on this island. Moreover, the atmosphere on the island was unusually lively today. Teach could easily obtain the information he wanted by releasing his Observation Haki slightly: Hannibal existed on this island, and the annual death competition was about to begin.

"Haha! Looks like I'm in luck. I've arrived just in time. If you're interested, go in and take a look." Teach laughed, wearing a black pirate coat, and walked straight up.

They were naturally very interested, and seeing that Teach had already left, the three men behind him followed.

Upon entering the tavern, Teach noticed that there weren't many people inside. He walked to the bar and looked at the bartender standing behind it. "Hannibal," Teach said with a smile, pulling out four hundred Beli from his waist and placing them in front of the bartender.

"Okay, you can go in now." The bartender took the Beli that Teach had placed on the table, reached under the table, and with a "click," pressed a hidden button. In the corner of the pub, a tightly closed, six-meter-high door opened automatically.

Seeing this, Teach and the others walked straight over and entered the door.

The corridor was pitch black. As you walked further, after only a dozen meters, the wooden planks that had covered the floor and the decorations on the walls disappeared. It looked more like a mine, with hard earth on the floor and wooden sticks supporting the walls.

Further on, even the wooden sticks disappeared, and it looked like a cave.

They soon reached the end of the passage, where a small lamp was placed, though it seemed quite old and covered in dust.

In the dim light, Teach and his crew could see the large gate ahead, just like the entrance gate. It was very large, and it was specially designed with the larger size of pirates in mind when it was built.

"Let's go in." Seeing the others hesitate, Teach took the first step forward, and the door was slowly pushed open.

Is this a bar? That thought involuntarily crossed the minds of Pito, Gari, and Baccarat.

The place was bustling with noise and brightly lit, with tables set up all around, where people were playing cards, drinking, and chatting.

Compared to the bars we'd seen before, this looked like a massive "palace," a palace inside the mountain. Each floor had a circular corridor, stacked one on top of the other. These circular corridors were filled with taverns, gambling dens, and some strange shops for people to enjoy and buy and sell.

As they continued forward, they realized they were in a corridor in the middle of the palace, looking down at a height of a hundred meters, and up at the same height. All around them hung various pirate flags, and on the top floor of the "palace," there was even a Three-Ghost Ship hanging.

Shocking! Even Teach couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't believe that the world inside the passage was so magnificent. There were hundreds of shops of all kinds, and tens of thousands of pirates.

This place is like a super-sized party built specifically for pirates.

"What a generous gesture!" Teach couldn't help but exclaim inwardly.

The Observation Haki was released, covering the entire island. From God's perspective, this "palace" existed inside the mountain, which had been hollowed out—what an enormous project!

There are dozens of taverns like the Teach came in through, built into the mountainside, with tunnels carved through the mountain to connect the outside world with the interior of the mountain.

Although the construction cost was high, the benefits were astonishing, making money hand over fist. Although the ticket price was not expensive, the sheer volume of visitors made up for it, with ticket sales alone generating hundreds of Beli annually.

Of course, Devil Fruit exist in this world, building such a "palace" might not require a huge cost.

Hannibal exists in the New World, but it is nowhere near as luxurious as Paradise. The New World is much more chaotic, with many powerful pirates. Hannibal has a powerful backer and connections with other dark forces in the New World, but battles still frequently occur, causing Hannibal to be often destroyed. In severe cases, the entire Hannibal is destroyed.

However, this also provoked the forces behind Hannibal, a group called the Tenshin Group. The leader's name is unknown, but he is extremely powerful. The pirate who relied on his strength, a pirate with a bounty of 800 million Beli, had his head cut off and hung in the most conspicuous place in Hannibal.

It is rumored that the leader of the Tenshin Group behind Hannibal was the one who made the move, and the entire large pirate crew of six thousand people was wiped out.

In the dark world of the New World, there are kings, some in the open and others hidden in the shadows. The leader of the Tenshin Group is one of them. He doesn't rely on industry, but on his immense strength. It is said that although the Tenshin Group are few in number, each member is an elite.

The waters of this ocean are very deep. Teach has specifically investigated this ocean and found that there are many hidden powerhouses, such as Genryuusai Shigekuni, whom Teach encountered before, hidden overlord-level powerhouses, and some hidden powerful forces, such as the Tenshin Group.

In Hannibal, it was packed with people, a sea of black. Looking around, almost all the seats outside the shops were taken.

This place is like a paradise for pirates, where they drink and talk freely without any restraint.

"Let's find a seat in a restaurant first and then watch the live stream," Teach said, looking around. He released his Observation Haki and quickly found a good spot with a good angle, where he could see the large screens in the center. Yes, large screens. The Death Race would be broadcast live, allowing pirates who weren't participating to watch and enjoy a visual feast.

For the participating pirates, it was a feast of slaughter. The competition was naturally not smooth sailing, but the huge prize money for winning the competition, as high as 300 million Beli, attracted many powerful pirates to participate. To qualify, one had to be a pirate with a bounty, ranging from nearly 100 million to only tens or hundreds of Berries.

Sitting at a table, with my head slightly tilted, I could see the large screen that was already lit up, displaying the scenery of one side of the island.

Steep cliffs, and some reefs, sharp rocks protruding from the sea.

The surging sea, the island's unique location, and the howling sea breeze—you can almost hear the sound of the wind through the screen. At this time of day, the waves are extremely large and fierce; in past competitions, it was common for boats to be capsized by the waves.

This is the gathering place for the deadly sea race. Besides the pirates who are here to watch the competition, there are some people who risk their lives to go to the scene to watch. Some are on the mountain wall with binoculars in their hands, and some are sailing out to sea to watch up close.

Every year, many pirates die among these onlookers, perishing at sea. This dangerous location was deliberately chosen to increase the difficulty and spectacle of the competition.

Through the screen, the shore was practically packed with people. This was the island's annual grand event, and almost all the pirates had come to watch. There was a live broadcast in Hannibal, making the view even clearer, but the atmosphere at the scene was even better, though everyone had their own preferences.

Viewers in Hannibal could see this through the screen.

At the scene, every spectator was shouting at the top of their lungs for their team, their faces flushed with excitement. Some were even shouting through megaphones, while others were banging drums and gongs.

The participating pirates were equally excited, each one seemingly on drugs, constantly interacting with their supporters.

At a glance, there were at least five or six thousand participants, and the scene was incredibly lively.

Seemingly infected by the enthusiastic atmosphere, all the pirates in Han-Anbar cheered and shouted continuously. Although they were not participating in the competition, they still had supporters and pirates who were optimistic about them.

Some pirates almost came to blows because of their differing opinions and which side they supported, but they were forcibly stopped. Hannibal was already packed, with all the seats taken, and there were still many pirates standing there, so there were still places for them to fight.

His anger was quickly suppressed by the surrounding pirates.

Just as the enthusiastic atmosphere reached its peak, a loud voice rang out from every corner of the venue.

A host, holding a microphone, addressed the audience with a passionate and impassioned voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen! The annual deadly race at sea is about to begin!"

"Roar!" "Oh!" "Ku!"

The host's enthusiastic words once again stirred the emotions of the tens of thousands of people present, some of whom stood up excitedly, waving their fists and pounding their chests like Masira, their enthusiasm reaching a new height.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the competition venue was about right, the host, holding the microphone, said, "All participants, please get ready."

The match was about to begin, and the atmosphere in the stadium had slightly subsided, but it was a tense atmosphere, waiting for a more intense release later.

Immediately, seeing that the contestants were all ready, the host waved to the starting gunner beside him, put the microphone to his mouth, and shouted:

"The match begins!"

BOOM!!

A deafening roar erupted as cannons roared.

"Charge, my men!"

"Haha, I'll take this 300 million Beli prize."

"Surpass them quickly!"

As the cannons roared, all the participating pirate crews set sail along the river in their unique pirate ships, leaving Hannibal.

Pirates are indeed pirates; even in a competition, they can't remain in a peaceful state. Each pirate captain ordered their ships to bombard the other pirate ships beside them.

In an instant, the sound of cannons echoed throughout the entire island.

"Men, give it your all! The 300 million bounty is ours, wah la la la la!" A pirate captain laughed excitedly, his arrogant demeanor visible even through the screen.

The deadly sea race thus came to a close, and the pirates watching were all excited. This fierce naval battle, with dozens of pirate ships firing at each other, was no less intense than a war.

The scene was so exciting that everyone's adrenaline was pumping. The pirates were all getting excited, shouting as if they were there themselves. At that moment, the entire venue was like a powder keg about to explode. Cheers, shouts, and angry curses from the Fourth Middle School were all mixed together, creating a noisy and chaotic atmosphere.

"How exciting!" Teach watched the intense battle scene on the screen. Most naval battles still rely on cannons. It is precisely because of better cannons that the navy's warships can always chase down the pirates, because their cannons are more powerful and have a longer range.

The deadly sea race was extremely fierce. Pirate ships were frequently destroyed by cannon fire and sank into the sea. The surface of the sea was filled with pirates who were still alive but without ships. Of course, there were also some pirate corpses floating on the surface, those who were unlucky enough to be hit by the cannon fire.

Bang bang bang!

The calm sea was shattered by the deafening roar of the cannonballs. The sound of the shells scraping against the air produced faint sparks, followed by a sudden explosion.

As the explosion rang out, screams erupted one after another. A large crater was blasted into a pirate ship, and many pirates were directly affected by the blast wave.

"Hahaha, well done, guys!" A pirate captain looked at the pirate ship that his cannonballs had sunk ahead, his expression excited and thrilled, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light. He was already immersed in this kind of pleasure.

Clang clang clang!

Pirate ships collided frequently, and when they were close together, the pirates would leap onto the enemy ships and fight them, attempting to kill all the enemies.

The cannon fire ignited their fury, their bloodlust, and their desire for revenge. A naval race quickly turned into a fierce naval battle, a contest of speed and force.

The sounds of cannon fire, explosions, screams, and cheers echoed across the waters where the deadly race of the sea raged...