Although the suffocation space created around the Sith was only created for a moment, the trauma caused to Blackbeard by this moment was also suffocating, after all, even Blackbeard, who had the ability of two devil fruits, had a certain amount of mutation in his body, but that was not the reason why the man was able to escape from breathing.

Almost instantly, Blackbeard's blood from inside his body began to frantically squeeze cracks out of his body, slowly spurting out the blood from his body.

Sith watched silently as the man tried to escape from his embrace, but Sith knew that at this time, he could not leave this place without being able to breathe, after all, with his own care, what the man needed to face was still very deadly.

"Let go of the captain~"

The Sith quietly watched as the vicious creatures came out of the darkness and launched a fierce attack on the Sith, although in the process of attacking, those fellows still retained some strength, ensuring that they could leave this dangerous place and ensure their safety when they were attacked by an unstoppable attack.

As for the captain?!

What's that?

Blackbeard was able to rule them because they thought that this ambitious man could understand their thoughts as evil people, that man had enough evil to suppress them, and that's it.

The reason they were drawn to Blackbeard was simply because the man had enough power to even reign after seizing Whitebeard's power, which was what they thought a captain should have.

It's just that now, that stupid captain seems to be dying!

So, Captain, I'm sorry, maybe we're going to run for our lives, so let's join forces one last time, and if we can save you, I'll take you out of the siege, after all, you're the key to our next strength.

Of course, if they hadn't been rescued, those cruel guys wouldn't have lost their lives for a captain, especially when the Navy's current strength and morale were once again ignited by the revival of this monster.

The mourning army is invincible, and the male army is invincible!

This is the reason why the Navy is unrivaled at sea.

It's just that the moment the plan made by those murderous guys collided with each other's eyes was implemented, they found that their target had disappeared in front of them.

Tick~

Tick~~

This sound is so familiar!

The demon with the hat, Hiryu, remembered the sound ringing in his ears.

I think I've heard it somewhere, and it sounds really wonderful, but it would be better if it didn't come from me.

Hiryu touched the blood on his face, which had spurted from his shoulder, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the warm blood, a calm smile on his face.

The Sith was humming something.

No one understands the singing, but for some reason, Hiryu seems to understand the man's singing.

It was mourning, mourning the soldiers who had died in the battle, but there was no one among them.

Hiryu pulled his knife out of his scabbard, looked at the blade that had become scarlet because it was stained with the blood of an unknown number of people, coughed a few times, and struggled to merge his severed body together, trying to move his arms, but in the next moment, Hiryu's body was completely split in half by himself.

"Cut, did I really die at your hands in the end, but it's okay~~"

Kiryu looked at the knife that was manipulating his hand and cutting himself in half, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

"So, how about the blood this time?"

While Hiryu was still conscious, the voice of the Sith rang in his ears.

"Well, the blood this time tastes pretty bad~~"

"Really?" Hiryu picked up the hat he had dropped on the ground with the only remaining hand on his body that was cut off diagonally, put it on his head, and quietly looked at everything in front of him, "Give my head to Magellan, hahahaha~~"

Blackbeard witnessed the man do what he had just done with just his own hand knife.

One of his generals had died, without resistance.

However, Blackbeard found that the arm that was still clutching his throat was released, giving him a chance to leave the range of the monster man's arm and disappear into the darkness again.

"Blackbeard, you can't defeat me, even my father can't beat me, then, what qualifications do you have to use your father's power to show off in front of me!"

Sith took the sword in his hand, looked at his five fingers together, and after completely dissipating the blood stained on the knife, Sith took another step of his way, took his hat from Hiryu's head, and put it on his head.

"So, let me send you to my father's side, and you will do your filial piety for me~"

It's just that when the Sith said this, his eyes were a little hollow, so hollow that Blackbeard's alienated body had a feeling of being targeted by a top-level beast.

And when Blackbeard wanted to take another step to leave, he found that this time, he really couldn't leave.

Not far away, a dragon-shaped pirate ship slowly approached the place.

That ship, everyone present is very familiar, it is the car of one of the Four Emperors, it is the car of one of the few lonely, but extremely powerful pirates Four Emperors Shanks.

"Ah, that man is here, then, let's hurry up and clean up the battlefield."

The Sith rummaged for something in the deep darkness with one hand, and little by little, in Blackbeard's terror, like a cat catching a mouse, re-absorbed the creature he thought he could escape into the palm of his hand. In Blackbeard's terrified eyes, the Sith silently pressed his weapon against him, blocking his power with the Hailou Stone.

And just as the darkness dissipated, the Buddha stood quietly behind the Sith, and when the Buddha calmly pushed the glasses that had been dyed gold on the bridge of his nose, behind him, a huge piece of flesh that was no longer a human shape fell to the place, without a sound. At the same time, the bad guys, except for those who had already been killed by the general, had been quietly cleaned by an old man and dried on a clothesline.

"Really, I have to wipe your ass every time, Sengoku, Karp, you two~~"

The old woman was laughing, but, in the process of laughing, all the vice admirals only swallowed their own saliva. They also really realized why the Navy's Grand Staff Crane would stand in the middle of the battlefield at will without anyone's protection, because that woman, who was also a guy at the top of the navy, was also a monster.

Blood began to flow into the sea, staining it red.

The navies present, except for the vice admiral's position, still maintained their original positions, standing quietly, as if they were waiting for the red-haired pirates.