New World, a certain unknown sea area.
Completely different from the extremely oppressive atmosphere of Whitebeard Pirates, unbridled laughter echoed here.
"Thief hahahaha! Thief hahahaha!"
On a simple raft, Marshall D. Teach was lying imageless, with his arms spread wide and letting the sun shine in his mouth, while he let out his iconic and unique laugh.
He succeeded.
He has been lurking in Whitebeard Pirates for more than ten years just to find Dark-Dark Fruit.
Now, this Devil Fruit finally belongs to me!
Teach slowly raised his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a bottomless darkness appeared out of thin air, twisting and rotating crazily, like a miniature black hole, trying to swallow up the surrounding light, air and everything.
He could feel an unprecedented terrifying power rushing through his body.
This is the power he dreams of!
He didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt about his "companion" Thatch who was killed by him. It was just a stepping stone to the top of his dream. If it blocked the way, he would kick it away.
That's all.
"Hahaha..."
The laughter gradually subsided, and Teach sat up. In those deep eyes, the ambition that had been dormant for many years was no longer concealed, and was burning brightly.
"From today on, Blackbeard Pirates is officially established!" He announced to the deserted sea.
"The next step is to find some interesting partners."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a black spot floating in the waves not far away.
Taking a closer look, he saw that it was also a tattered raft, with an unusually tall man lying on it, his muscles taut, like a beached giant bear.
The man seemed to have just experienced a fierce battle. He was lying motionless on the raft, breathing heavily. He was obviously exhausted.
Teach grinned and rowed the famous raft slowly over.
"Hey, big guy over there."
He looked down at the man on the raft with a playful tone.
"Who are you? How did you end up in a place like this?"
The man lying on the raft raised his head with difficulty, revealing a rough face.
The moment he saw Teach, a trace of vigilance flashed in his eyes, but his physical weakness prevented him from making any effective counterattack.
"Gizas·Jesus Burgess!" The man turned over and sat up with difficulty, and then said, "Navy Marshal Akira led a group of interns to New World. In order to avoid his internship ship, I unfortunately encountered Sea King. The ship and crew were gone, and I was the only one who survived."
"Navy Marshal? Akira?"
"Hahahaha! I didn't expect that Dangdang Navy Marshal would actually bring a training ship to New World. It's really unexpected!"
After a burst of laughter, Teach looked at Jesus Burgess again, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
"Hey, Jesus Burgess, since you are homeless, do you want to join my pirate group?"
Jesus Burgess gasped and asked, "Do I have any choice now?"
The smile on Teach's face instantly turned ferocious and cruel.
"Of course."
He slowly stretched out his hand, and the darkness in his palm surged again.
"You can choose to join my pirate group and become my first crew member."
"Or..."
"Choose to die here now and become the nourishment of this sea!"
A few hours later.
Having regained his strength, Gizas Jesus Burgess stood beside Teach in high spirits. His burly figure made the already narrow raft even more crowded.
"Hahahaha! Captain! Where are we going next?" Jesus Burgess has completely assumed a new role and asked with great enthusiasm.
Teach took a sip of rum and grinned. "Of course we are looking for more partners! A powerful pirate group cannot be just the two of us."
Before he finished speaking, a sound of flapping wings suddenly came from high in the sky.
The two of them looked up at the same time and saw a huge white "strange bird" circling down.
Before they could react, the "strange bird" landed lightly on the other end of the raft.
Only then did the two of them see clearly that this was not a bird at all, but a man with a pair of white wings on his back.
The man was tall and thin, with a pale face. He wore a tall top hat and held a civilized stick in his hand. He moved with a kind of morbid elegance.
When he landed on the raft, he saw this extremely simple "pirate ship" and the two men with very different styles on board, and an imperceptible surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Good afternoon, both of you." The visitor bowed slightly and said politely, "My name is Lafitte, code name is "Devil Sheriff"."
"Lafitte?" Teach looked at this uninvited guest, and the smile on his face became dangerous, "It doesn't matter who you are, what matters is that you are very brave, and you dare to just land on my boat."
"You must be ready to die, right?"
The moment the voice fell, a terrifying suction force erupted from Teach, and darkness spread like a tide, trying to pull Lafitte directly over!
Feeling this strange and domineering power, Lafitte's elegant expression finally changed.
The wooden boards under his feet creaked, and his body leaned forward uncontrollably.
"Please wait a moment!" He said hurriedly, his voice no longer calm, "I don't mean any harm!"
"The reason why I landed here is because I was avoiding pursuit by the navy! Navy Marshal Akira's internship fleet is near this sea area, and I almost ran into them!"
"Akira?"
Teach Hearing this familiar name, the darkness in the palm of his hand slowly converged, and the terrifying suction force also disappeared.
He looked at Lafitte with great interest. "Hahahaha, is it that Navy Marshal again? It seems that he has brought you a lot of trouble."
He rolled his eyes and figured out the key in an instant.
To be hunted down by Navy Marshal himself, the guy named Lafitte in front of him is definitely not weak.
But now, these powerful guys are running around New World like headless flies.
For him, this is simply a God-given opportunity!
"Since you are also a lost dog being chased around by the navy, how about joining my pirate group?" Teach sent out the invitation again.
Lafitte straightened his hat, and tapped the civilized stick on the raft, making a crisp sound.
He bowed gracefully again, "It is an honor for me to follow the captain."
Three days later.
The raft is still the same raft, but the number of people on it has increased to five.
The captain, "Blackbeard" Marshall D. Teach, sat proudly in the middle of the raft.
The helmsman, "Fighting Champion" Gizas Jesus Burgess, was waving his fists beside him, seemingly with endless energy.
The navigator, "Devil Sheriff" Lafitte, stood elegantly aside, leaning on his cane, with a mysterious smile on his pale face.
The ship's doctor, the "god of death" Poison Q, was huddled in a corner sickly, holding a rotten apple in his arms, as if he would die in the next second.
The sniper, "Yin Yue" Van Oka, stood at the front of the raft, holding his beloved gun "Senriku", like a sculpture, always alert to the surroundings.
These five men with strange paintings and terrifying auras were crowded together on a raft that could fall apart at any time, forming the initial team of "Blackbeard Pirates".
"Captain!" Jesus Burgess shouted again with great enthusiasm, "We have five partners now! It's time to go to the big one next!"
Teach drank the last sip of wine, threw the bottle into the sea, and let out a deafening laugh.
"Hahahaha! Of course!"
"Now the big pirates New World are all frightened by the Navy Marshal named Akira, and have become frightened birds!"
"Find these guys one by one before the navy finds them!"
"Either join us or die! Use their corpses to completely establish the name Blackbeard Pirates!"
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