Chapter 1636 Meeting Gift

Magellan, the warden of Impel Down, who was infamous and feared by some pirates, was now naked, soaking wet, and unconscious, looking like a dead dog that had lost all its fangs and power.

He was helplessly abandoned at Blackbeard Teach's feet.

This man, who once guarded the underwater prison and held off countless vicious pirates, is now exposed to the world in such a humiliating and naked state, becoming a spoils of war that Blackbeard can manipulate at will.

"Tsk..."

Teach bent down with great interest and lightly kicked Magellan's pale cheek with his foot, which was clad in simple sandals.

This insulting gesture was like a resounding slap across the face of all the naval officers and soldiers. Countless naval soldiers gritted their teeth, their eyes blazing with anger, and their fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

"Blackbeard, you are not allowed to insult Magellan!"

"Come at us if you dare!"

Blackbeard has no interest in minor characters and can't be bothered with low-ranking marines.

“Still breathing, not quite dead,” Teach grinned, revealing his signature missing tooth, his tone flippant as if he were commenting on an insignificant object.

Although the Marine Headquarters and Impel Down are both subordinate agencies of the World Government in terms of organizational structure, they are theoretically not subordinate to each other.

However, due to their respective duties over the years, the two sides have had frequent exchanges, with the Navy escorting important prisoners to prisons and Impel Down receiving and guarding them.

The navy sometimes needed to interrogate prisoners from Impel Down, and these interactions led many naval officers to develop close working relationships and even personal friendships with Magellan and his jailers.

Marshal Sengoku's face was so dark it could drip water. He looked at Teach's extremely arrogant behavior and Magellan's utterly undignified appearance, and the anger and shame in his chest continued to boil.

His fists were clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, leaving deep bloodstains.

"That damned bastard Blackbeard," Sengoku spat out the words through clenched teeth, his voice trembling slightly with extreme rage.

"hateful"!

"hateful"!

As a naval admiral, he had to maintain his last shred of sanity.

No matter how intense his emotional fluctuations were, they could not shake his judgment of the overall situation.

What conditions should be used to exchange Magellan?

The thought flashed through his mind for a moment before he forcibly suppressed it.

Yes, Magellan is very important; he is an indispensable part of the naval system.

But at this moment, in the pivotal Marineford War that would determine the course of history, Magellan, already incapacitated and unconscious, had no battlefield value for the Navy.

He cannot and will never make any deal with Blackbeard at this critical moment for the sake of a colleague who has lost his fighting ability, which could affect the execution of Ace or put the Navy in a more passive situation.

This is the marshal's ruthlessness, and also his responsibility.

Teach seemed unsurprised and even somewhat disappointed by Sengoku's silence and forbearance, having thought he could find some amusement in Sengoku.

He curled his lip, stretched out his large hand, grabbed Magellan's hair, and effortlessly lifted him up as if he were a chicken or duck waiting to be slaughtered.

He turned around and waved Magellan's naked, limp body toward Edward Newgate, a white-bearded man with a livid face in the distance.

Teach's voice trailed off, with a deliberate hint of mockery, "Any of my brothers, old man, are interested in this Poison-Poison Fruit?"

His gaze swept over the Whitebeard Pirates' captains, finally settling on Whitebeard's face, where he revealed a malicious smile: "I can take the Devil Fruit out of his body, as a gift for this cooperation, or as a deposit I paid, it's not impossible."

The Blackbeard Pirates, led by Teach, already possess a Mythical Zoan-type Poison Dragon named Cobra, which can consume all kinds of poison and considers venom a delicacy.

They weren't really interested in this Paramecia-type Venom-Venom Fruit.

Rather than keeping it or destroying it, it's better to use it as a bargaining chip and give it to the Whitebeard Pirates. That's better than letting it return to the Navy or end up in some unknown place.

This is a generous gift, but also a deeper bond and a test.

Blackbeard stole a Devil Fruit from the Whitebeard Pirates, and in return, he gave them a Paramecia-type Venom-Venom Fruit, as a way of making up for the debt he owed them over the years.

Edward Newgate has not yet responded.

Every move Blackbeard makes is a constant shock, challenging his nerves and bottom line.

This blatant display of human life being treated like a commodity finally ignited the fury of one of the spectators who had been suppressing his anger!

"Blackbeard, how dare you—!!"

A devastating roar, filled with destructive rage, exploded across the entire sea like a thunderclap. The extreme anger and killing intent contained in that sound froze the air itself.

It's Admiral Sakazuki from Akainu!

With his roar, the night sky, which had returned to clarity after the poisonous gas dissipated, was once again quickly replaced by billowing smoke filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.

Teach turned his head, his cynical smile undiminished, now tinged with even greater interest.

He watched as the towering lava giant gradually rose from the naval camp behind him.

The scorching heat and suffocating smoke began to fill and pollute the entire sky without restraint. Sakazuki, one of the Navy's strongest combatants, finally couldn't resist taking action himself.

"Sakazuki, are you and this guy very close?"

He shook the Magellan he was carrying, as if he were showing off a toy.

Teach's tone suddenly turned icy, "If I killed him right now, would you cry?"

Tears flowed for a fellow naval officer, for a cripple about to be executed by pirates.

This is not a question; it is a blatant insult, the most vicious mockery of the absolute justice that Sakazuki represents.

There was no fear in Teach's voice; instead, it was filled with a kind of eager, crazy excitement.

His gaze passed over Sakazuki, as if traversing time and space, to see Rocks D. Giebeck, his biological father, who had once fought a bloody battle against the Navy and Roger in God Valley.

His lips curled into an even more unrestrained grin, and a voice echoed wildly in his heart: Dear Father, you were able to kill a general, as your son.

In front of the whole world, taking down a warden of Impel Down shouldn't diminish your prestige too much, right?

A surge of frenzied blood coursed through his body.

The shadow of Rocks and Teach's ambition overlapped perfectly at this moment.

He was not only provoking Sakazuki, but also the whole world, and all those old guys who knew the name of Lox, before they died of old age and illness.

This proclaims that Marshall D. Teach, as the son of Lox, inherited the madness to conquer the world and trample on all rules!