Chapter 1634 Poison Dragon

Ace had a tough childhood, but didn't Blackbeard have one too?

This thought may have briefly crossed the minds of some who knew the inside story.

The two men's life trajectories share a strange similarity at the starting point: both grew up without fathers.

The father is either a legendary, extinct lineage of evil, or someone never met, leaving only a vague shadow of the heavy will of D.

Both mothers, in order to protect their young children, tragically passed away not long afterward, leaving behind the dual imprints of survival and hatred etched into their tender souls.

They had all lived a life of hardship, struggling to survive, and the world's malice never diminished because of their youth.

In some ways, Teach may have faced certain cruelties earlier and more profoundly than Ace.

He was older than Ace, and in the hellish Valley of the Gods, he not only met his biological father, but also created one of the few fragmented memories of his family in Blackbeard's life.

God Valley was destroyed, the Rocks Pirates vanished, his father and all his relatives died, and the pitiful family ties he remembered were buried under the waves along with the sinking of that island.

The subsequent reunion of the parents and children might have had a different flavor in Teach's eyes.

He saw Ace's foolishness and recklessness, and he also saw Whitebeard's extraordinary tolerance towards Ace. That night, he became even more convinced of a certain idea: How can a beast be associated with a flock of sheep?

This ship and this family are no longer the platform for him to realize his ambitions, but a gentle cage that binds his claws and fangs.

“Ace, you are luckier than me. The recognition and sense of belonging you wanted have been given to you by someone else.”

His gaze swept over the white beard, over his family members who were on high alert aboard the Moby Dick, and finally settled back into the darkness churning in his palm.

"And everything I have, I need to fight for, grab, and seize with my own two hands!"

He clenched his fist tightly, darkness bursting through his fingers, and Teach's voice suddenly rose, filled with an undeniable sense of urgency, "Whitebeard, make up your mind."

Join forces to fight the navy!

The white-bearded man's brows furrowed even more, and his chest heaved violently.

While Teach's displayed strength was astonishing and Ace's situation was indeed critical, the hatred for Sachi and the feelings of his crew were like countless threads entwining his heart, making it difficult for him to make a decision that would violate his lifelong beliefs.

Teach looked at the lingering hesitation in Whitebeard's eyes and sneered inwardly.

He understood that simply demonstrating his abilities wasn't enough.

To truly make this stubborn old man bow down, we need heavier bargaining chips, a more domineering and irrefutable display of power, to completely crush the wavering scales in his heart.

He needed to show everyone that Blackbeard Teach not only possessed bizarre and powerful strength, but also commanded monsters capable of shaking the battlefield.

It's time for our newly recruited crew to make their debut.

Teach tilted his head slightly, his voice not loud but carrying a strange echo, "Kbra, haven't you been saying you wanted to taste that cancerous tumor on the sea?"

"Now's your chance, go and swallow it!"

Several figures leaped lightly down from the broad back of the dragon. The darkness spreading beneath Teach's feet surged up at the right time, forming several stable dark platforms in the air, steadily supporting these new faces.

The purple-scaled venomous dragon, which had been circling and waiting, suddenly unleashed a greedy crimson light in its enormous eyes upon hearing Teach's command. Its mouth opened and closed, and it spoke in human language: "I've long wanted to taste Magellan's poison-poison fruit..."

"Roar--!!!"

In the next instant, this enormous beast, which was over a hundred meters long, suddenly flapped its wings.

It stopped circling and transformed into a purplish-black shadow, charging headlong into the open sea at an astonishing speed that was completely disproportionate to its enormous size.

Charge toward the colossal venomous creature that was constantly writhing, expanding, and reforming—the ultimate form of Director Magellan—the Poison Giant Soldier.

Gajeel's brow had been furrowed ever since the purple-scaled poisonous dragon appeared.

At this moment, he could finally confirm it. With a solemn expression, he said to the white-bearded man beside him in a deep voice, "If my feeling is not wrong, the other party should also be a Zoan-type Mythical Zoan-type Dragon-Dragon Fruit user, just like me."

"Judging from its color and aura, it's most likely a poisonous dragon!"

Iron Dragon's judgment, like a second thunderclap, resounded across the battlefield.

Following Gajeel's Iron Dragon, another Mythical Zoan-type dragon has appeared. Where did Blackbeard Teach recruit his subordinates from?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the purple-scaled poisonous dragon Kebula had already flown above the giant poison soldier.

The area around the giant poison soldier was filled with a highly toxic miasma that could corrode even the air; any ordinary creature that got close would instantly melt.

Far from being afraid, the venomous dragon Kebra took a deep breath of the deadly poison gas, its huge nostrils flaring and its scarlet eyes revealing an expression of ecstasy.

It was as if the most terrifying poison in the world was a more tempting tonic than any delicacy.

"Let me taste what you taste like!"

The giant poison soldier, whose body was made of endless venom, seemed to sense the immense threat coming from above.

A giant hand, made entirely of viscous liquid flowing with red venom, emerged without warning from the venomous body and reached for the venomous dragon in the air.

The venom dripping from his hands easily corroded the air it passed through, causing it to hiss and emit white smoke. Even a tiny bit of it would likely turn an ordinary creature into pus instantly.

"Well done!"

The venomous dragon Kebra neither dodged nor avoided the attack. Instead, it let out an excited roar and suddenly opened its massive, blood-red maw, biting down hard on the giant, venomous hand that was grabbing at it.

To the disbelief of some, the Poison Dragon Kebra actually bit off the hand of the Poison Giant Soldier, which contained terrifying venom.

The thick, as dark red venom, resembling tar, did not harm it at all. Instead, it was like the most delicious delicacy, which it greedily sucked up and swallowed deep into its throat.

The moment its dragon scales came into contact with the deadly poison, they faintly glowed with a dark purple light, as if they were enjoying, absorbing, and evolving?

The lightning still burning on Takemikazuchi's body hadn't completely died down when he saw this unbelievable scene. He was stunned for a moment, and then his lips twitched.

"What kind of monsters are these? Each one has a more extreme taste than the last!"

The appearance of the poison dragon Kobra was undoubtedly another heavy blow that Blackbeard Teach had carefully prepared.

This declares a fact: Blackbeard Teach not only possesses the power to challenge the rules himself, but he also commands a group of monsters capable of breaking conventions and disregarding traditional definitions of strength and weakness!

This is his bargaining chip!

This is the source of his confidence in forcing Whitebeard to compromise!

Now we should be able to have a proper talk, right?