Bernal had lost count of how many captains this warship had gone through. It had originally been a pirate ship, later converted into a warship.
But even as a warship, it still had the unmistakable look of a pirate vessel.
It was a massive three-masted sailing ship, with eight sails of varying sizes. Despite its enormous, heavy hull, it was fast.
The moment Sakazuki boarded the ship, he recognized its name.
"The Revolver?"
As he murmured the name, a flicker of complicated emotion crossed his face.
But that emotion quickly faded, replaced by coldness.
Once he made a decision, he acted on it. He had always been a decisive man.
Then he threw a punch, melting the U-shaped Emblem at the bow with scorching magma. Immediately afterward, he destroyed the Marine flag flying from the mast.
The meaning of his actions was unmistakable.
From this day on, he was no longer a Marine.
After doing all this, Sakazuki turned and tossed the key in his hand in front of Marshall D. Teach and the others.
"Zehahahahaha!"
"What do you mean by this, Admiral Akainu?"
Marshall D. Teach asked with a booming laugh, his eyes flickering.
But his hands moved swiftly. He snatched up the key and unlocked the shackles around his wrists and ankles.
In an instant, he felt his suppressed Devil Fruit powers return. Pitch-black flames rose from his body, swiftly devouring the wounds on its surface.
"Your power is of some use to me!"
"From today onward, you will follow my orders!"
Sakazuki spoke coldly.
His body was wrapped in bandages, his injuries still unhealed, but his imposing presence had not diminished in the slightest.
Marshall D. Teach froze at his words, then suddenly burst out laughing.
"Zehahahahaha!"
"Are you saying that, starting today, a Marine Admiral like