Blackbeard's Crushing Defeat

The cheers abruptly stopped at Blackbeard's appearance.

When Ace saw him, his face twisted slightly, and raging flames surged from his body.

Because of him, Whitebeard, his companions, his younger brother, and even others had all been dragged here to fight desperately for his sake. The regret in his heart had already soared higher than the sky.

And just as he had been rescued at the cost of tens of thousands of his brothers' lives, the culprit who had put him in this situation appeared smugly before him. His guilt toward his companions, his killing intent toward Blackbeard, and his fury at his own weakness instantly overwhelmed his reason.

"Teach!"

With a savage roar, Ace stomped down. Propelled by the flames blasting from beneath his feet, he raised a fist composed of a hundred meters of blazing fire and swung it fiercely at Blackbeard.

"Wahahahaha! Isn't this our Captain Ace? I never expected Whitebeard to rescue you. What a surprise!"

Blackbeard laughed. After glancing around at the others on the battlefield, he grinned viciously as the attack neared him. "But you just got rescued and already want to kill me, Ace? Looks like your anger has made you lose your mind. Have you forgotten who captured you?"

Deep darkness emerged from the surface of his body as he took the punch head-on without dodging.

The situation was different from what he had anticipated. From the scene, both sides had clearly gone through an intense battle.

But not only had Ace been rescued unexpectedly, neither side's top fighters had even suffered serious injuries.

If he hadn't known the two sides could never join forces, he would have suspected Whitebeard and the Marines of setting him up together!

This was worlds apart from his original plan to come clean up the aftermath—or