But Whitebeard had paid a tremendous price as well.
His body, already plagued by grave illness, had long since exhausted its reserves after successive fierce battles and forcibly activating his Devil Fruit power.
Countless blade wounds, gunshot wounds, and cannon wounds covered his massive body. His blood had almost dyed the ice beneath his feet red.
He panted heavily, planting Murakumogiri against the ground to support his swaying yet still towering body.
Yet just as Whitebeard reached the end of his strength, an unexpected figure appeared at the other end of the battlefield!
"Zehahahahaha! Pops! Looks like you're hurt pretty badly!"
It was none other than Blackbeard, Marshall D. Teach!
Leading the legendary criminals he had recruited from Impel Down's sixth level, he slipped onto the scene like a shark scenting blood!
His purpose was self-evident: to steal Whitebeard's world-destroying power, the Tremor-Tremor Fruit!
"Teach!!! You bastard!!!"
Marco, who had been preparing to retreat, saw Blackbeard and roared in fury, his eyes nearly splitting with rage!
But Blackbeard ignored him. He merely laughed wildly and ordered the legendary prisoners beside him:
"Boys! What are you standing around for?! Hurry! Kill Whitebeard!"
Just as Blackbeard laughed wildly, preparing to launch the vilest group assault on the Pops who had once given him everything.
A figure appeared soundlessly before him as though teleporting, blocking his path.
The smile instantly froze on Blackbeard's face, and his pupils abruptly contracted!
Through the intelligence from Impel Down, he had heard of this monster who dared to clash head-on even with a Marine Admiral!
Ye Chuanliu!
"Your opponent..."
Ye Chuan slowly drew Black Blade Shusui from his waist, pointing its icy edge straight at Blackbeard.
"Is me."
"Huh?!"
Blackbeard stared at the black-haired youth who had suddenly appeared before him and blocked his way, his wild