As night deepened, the clouds were as thin as a veil, hazily obscuring a pale yellow crescent moon.
When the thin clouds slowly drifted aside, moonlight fell softly, casting a deep blue sheen across the calm sea.
Beneath those dark, surging depths, the scent of blood drew in vicious schools of fish, which gnawed the sinking limbs and remains clean.
Now, no matter how many lives Teach had, it would not save him.
Leaving one footprint after another in the soft sand, Reiner turned and walked away. He raised his hand and clenched it, and a trace of black spread from his palm.
Like a pitch-black glove with a sleeve, Reiner's entire forearm became dark and profound, as though one glance would drag someone into an abyss where even light could not escape.
As a power to support him in battle, Teach's Dark-Dark Fruit was quite good. Now—
It was mine!
A spring breeze seemed to grace Reiner's face as his pace unconsciously quickened. With a wave of his hand, he dispelled the power of darkness and headed toward the island.
Everyone's battles had already ended. The Blackbeard Pirates only had a handful of fighters worth mentioning. After Teach, Aokiji, Shiryu, and the others fell one after another, the rest were no different from chickens and dogs before Reiner's Undead Army.
The sea breeze at night was somewhat chilly.
Before long, Reiner left the beach, passed through the ruined streets, picked up some liquor along the way, and finally arrived at a plaza.
Several bonfires had been lit in the plaza. Sanji had set up a grill and a large pot, busily preparing ingredients nearby, while Luffy was already eating a huge skewer of roasted meat.
The group gathered together. The dim yellow light barely illuminated one corner of the