Burgess having been beaten down to the ground by Stella without even receiving one of her moves had made the Blackbeard Pirates understand how wrong they had been to ignore Stella before this.

Lafitte, who had been called the Demon Sheriff, had drawn out the blade that had been hidden in his cane, and had spread his wings, quickly charging before Stella, stabbing over.

Stella hadn’t panicked, raising her sword to meet him, and a series of metal collision sounds had been transmitted as the blades had crossed.

The ship doctor Doc Q had reached out his hand, taking several apples out of the basket on the side of his emaciated horse’s back, and had then thrown them towards Drake and Stella.

At the same time, Van Augur, who had been on the side, had also raised his rifle again, beginning to aim.

Stella’s eyes had emitted firelight, and her body had begun to dragonify.

"I’ve said it, don’t interfere with Drake’s battle!"

The fire dragon had flown out, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, forcing Laffitte to take Burgess and retreat out, and it had also swallowed those dangerous apples that had been thrown over.

Those apples had exploded directly after being swallowed by the fire dragon, and the power had even torn a part of the fire dragon to pieces. That hadn’t been fruit at all, but had instead been high-powered bombs.

The fire dragon had been flying around, drawing everyone apart from Blackbeard into Stella’s battle circle.

Drake could be certain that none of them would have any strength left to interfere with the battle over here next.

Blackbeard hadn’t wanted to watch his comrades be suppressed this miserably, but Drake had been locking onto him the entire time, making him dare not act rashly.

There wasn’t anything to say anymore right now, and it was just... a matter of you living or me dying.

Blackbeard’s wrist had transformed into black, emitting an ominous black smoke. He had to take action, or he would be crushed by Drake’s aura, and Blackbeard had taken action right away after realizing this.

"Dark Water!"

Even after having witnessed how strong Drake had been, Blackbeard didn’t think that he had been doomed to lose. And his confidence had been precisely this Yami Yami no Mi that he had obtained after hiding in the Whitebeard Pirates for twenty years and killing his comrade at all costs.

It could attract devil fruit ability users, and seal their abilities, and there had been a reason why this fruit had been called the most vicious devil fruit.

In his eyes, Drake had also been the ability user of some kind of unknown fruit, so he had also been within the scope of his restraint.

His hand, which had transformed into darkness, had grabbed towards Drake, and it had indeed attracted Drake, making him fly towards him.

But Blackbeard’s expression had changed after that, because Drake hadn’t been flustered at all, as if closing the distance had also been his goal.

Blackbeard’s Dark Water had mainly targeted ability users, but it had also been effective on entities.

And the reason why Drake, who hadn’t been an ability user, had been attracted had also been to use this power to approach Blackbeard.

It had been too late by the time that Blackbeard had discovered that the situation hadn’t been right, and Drake’s fist had already blasted over.

Because of the difference in height, Drake had blasted an uppercut, hitting Blackbeard’s abdomen heavily, making his eyes roll back, almost fainting.

But Blackbeard had only taken half a step back, and his hand, which had transformed into darkness, had grabbed Drake’s wrist.

No matter how strong a strong person was, they would always reveal an opening after their ability had been sealed! Blackbeard had thought this, and he had also been acting according to this thought.

But what had happened after that had made him full of openings because of shock.

Drake had had one wrist grabbed, but he had raised his other hand, and after having flames wrap around it, he had blasted it into Blackbeard’s stomach again, blasting him away directly.

"That hurts! It’s burning me to death!"

Blackbeard, who had flown out, had been rolling on the ground, letting out cries of agony. Burns had been a kind of pain that people couldn’t endure the most to begin with, let alone that Blackbeard had been experiencing double the pain.

But what had made Blackbeard even more disoriented than the pain had been that Drake had still used that ability to control flames even after having been grabbed by him.

Drake’s cries of agony hadn’t aroused Drake’s sympathy at all, and in Drake’s senses, his aura fluctuations hadn’t been as intense as his voice.

Drake’s punch had been full of strength, and not only would being hit by that punch have been no different from being hit by a battering ram, but he would have also had to endure the burning of the flames. But apart from shouting loudly, Blackbeard hadn’t had any signs of being injured at all.

"The Yami Yami no Mi absorbs damage, huh? I don’t believe that ability doesn’t have a limit!"

Drake had said in a low voice, launching an assault at Blackbeard.

How would Blackbeard have dared to roll around on the ground anymore, and he had done a flip kick, and his fat body had bounced up directly.

Black mist had surged out from his body, making him look like a demon who had been climbing out of the abyss.

"There’s no way that my ambition can end here!"

A large pool of something that had been like black sludge had spread out in an instant, only stopping after devouring all of the objects within the range.

Drake’s speed had slowed down after intruding into this range, and Blackbeard had truly created the infinite gravity that he had claimed in the original plot after having put in a large amount of stamina.

"Liberation!"

Along with Blackbeard’s voice, a large amount of debris had spewed out from the darkness. Drake, who had been resisting the gravity at that instant, had also swayed his body for a bit because of suddenly having "used too much force."

And what Blackbeard had been waiting for had been this opportunity, and he had approached on his own initiative, swinging his fist, blasting it towards Drake.

Blackbeard had grabbed this opportunity with incredible precision, but it had been too bad that his opponent had been Drake.

His fist, which could have almost broken Ace’s neck, had been kicked to the side by Drake with a flying kick, and the fireball that Drake had been holding up with both hands had already slammed down.

Blackbeard had let out a cry of agony again, but Drake had watched burns appear on his body this time, and had then disappeared quickly.

Just at this time, the sound of a firearm being fired had rung out. Blackbeard had endured the severe pain, taking out the firearm at his waist, displaying American Iai against Drake.

Drake’s arm had swung out several afterimages, and several bullets had fallen from between his fingers after it had stopped.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Blackbeard had also been using the black mist that had been surging out from his body to force back the flames while retreating.

How would Drake have let him go, directly chasing after him, blasting a Fire Dragon’s Talon at him.

Blackbeard had crossed both of his arms downwards, blocking before him, but he hadn’t been able to suppress that indescribably powerful force at all.

Blackbeard had flown up like a ball, crashing through a corner of the roof of a house in the distance directly, falling onto the ground of another street together with the building fragments.

Supporting himself with his hand, climbing up, Blackbeard had seen the black shadow that had been expanding on the ground. He had dodged out with a lazy donkey roll instinctively, and he had only then dodged Drake’s foot, which had been slamming down heavily.

By the time that Drake had turned around, looking over, what he had seen had been the surging and enormous black mist.

After Drake had been enveloped by the black mist, he had directly lost all of his senses, and what had come along with it had been the enormous pressure that had been pressing on his entire body.

Blackbeard’s eyeballs had been covered in blood vessels, increasing the dark power that had been devouring Drake at all costs. But he had then seen the scarlet vertical pupils that had lit up within the black mist.

The black mist hadn’t been able to last for very long at all before being torn to pieces by the flames that had been shooting into the sky, and Drake, who had had the characteristics of a dragon appear on his body, had walked out step by step, surrounded by flames like this.

"W-Wait, let’s talk this out properly! There’s no need for us to battle at all!"

Drake had said coldly, "You shouldn’t have forgotten that you were the one who started this fight, right? So speaking fairly, how it ends can only be decided by me."

While speaking, Drake had teleported before Blackbeard again, blasting his fist over without any courtesy.

Having reached this situation, the ferocity in Blackbeard’s personality had also exploded out, blasting a punch out without giving way at all.

Blackbeard’s punch had been quite fast, and it had even been a bit faster, hitting Drake’s chest, and Drake’s shoulder had only then been hit by a punch after that.

You should say that as expected of the man who had been able to leave a scar on Red Hair Shanks’ eye, a vital spot, even while he hadn’t been careless, and he had indeed been not to be underestimated after he had truly become fierce.

The two had leaned their bodies to the side at the same time, and had then twisted back at the same time, and had then swung their fists again.

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