The black mire spread across the ground, churning as it swallowed the surrounding stones.
Blackbeard stood at the center of the darkness, the flesh on his face quivering.
He extended his right hand, aiming his palm at Zhao Hai in midair.
"Zehahahaha!"
"Running is pointless in the face of my power!"
Blackbeard roared, and thick black smoke gushed from his palm.
A savage gravitational pull erupted from that blackened hand.
Zhao Hai felt the air around him suddenly tighten, and his body flew uncontrollably toward Blackbeard.
It was a powerful pull directed at Devil Fruit users.
On the rooftop, Sengoku's expression changed drastically, and he lurched forward.
"Is that a Logia's pulling power?"
"Zhao Hai, get some distance!"
Sengoku shouted a warning.
At the harbor, Garp dropped his playful grin and shifted his gaze to Blackbeard's right hand.
"There's something strange about the black smoke on that brat's hand."
Garp crushed the bag of rice crackers in his hand.
Seeing Zhao Hai being pulled toward him, Blackbeard's smug expression grew even more brazen.
"It's useless!"
"Once my Dark Water catches you, your Devil Fruit powers stop working completely!"
"Whether you're a Zoan or a Paramecia, the instant I touch you, you're just an ordinary human!"
Blackbeard spread his fingers, waiting for Zhao Hai to fall into his grasp.
Watching Blackbeard draw closer, Zhao Hai already had a countermeasure in mind.
Qian Ye had long since sent him detailed information about the Dark-Dark Fruit through the cross-world group chat.
It included not only an analysis of its weaknesses, but also Blackbeard's abnormal reactions to physical attacks.
All that talk about disabling a user's powers on contact depended on catching them first.
Besides, the Dark-Dark Fruit offered no elemental transformation; instead, its user suffered double physical damage.
*With that big face coming