#343 - Chapter 343 The Mysterious Organization and Blackbeard

As the aftermath of the Mary Geoise incident spread throughout the world, a surge of potential unrest quietly grew in the shadows.

Many people were inspired by that mysterious person, igniting deeply hidden ambitions and desires within their hearts.

They longed to change the status quo, to shock the world like that mysterious figure, and even overthrow the rule of the World Government.

In places unknown, these ambitious individuals gradually gathered, forming a discreet and rapidly assembled organization that belonged neither to the Marines, pirates, nor bounty hunters.

Upon its establishment, this nascent organization expanded at an astonishing rate throughout the world, attracting countless members.

News circulated through the black market and underground intelligence networks, with many privately discussing the origins and leader of this mysterious organization.

"I heard the leader of that organization is a notorious pirate from many years ago."

In a dark tavern, several bounty hunters sat huddled in a corner, speaking in hushed tones.

"Really? If that's true, no wonder they're developing so quickly."

Another person's face revealed a mixture of awe and fear as they subconsciously looked around, as if afraid of being overheard.

"Yeah, the leader is very mysterious; I heard only a handful of executives have ever seen him."

A man with a stubble-covered face said, a hint of apprehension and curiosity in his eyes.

Clearly, he was filled with awe for this rumored leader.

At this moment, in the shadows of the world, countless individuals who had been suppressed in darkness responded to the call of this mysterious organization.

Harboring their respective ambitions and desires, they joined the organization one after another.

For them, this organization was not just an opportunity but a force that could truly shake the world.

They yearned for freedom, for change, for breaking the old order, and this organization was the hope in their eyes.

However, despite the large number of members, the core of the organization remained shrouded in a thick fog.

The leader's existence was like a shadow, hidden in the darkness, never truly revealing their true form.

This sense of mystery did not disappoint the members of the organization; instead, it made them even more fanatical.

They believed that it was precisely because of such an elusive leader that the organization had become so powerful and grown so rapidly into a force to be reckoned with.

Within this organization, although everyone yearned to see the leader's true face, only a select few executives had the opportunity to meet him.

Those who had seen the leader were all sincerely convinced of his power and wisdom. When they mentioned the leader to other members, the reverence and admiration in their eyes made it impossible to doubt his existence.

As time passed, the organization's power in the shadows grew stronger, and the members' worship of the leader became even more fanatical.

This hidden power in the corners of the world seemed to be on the verge of its most brilliant moment—a moment that could shake the entire world.

And all of this stemmed from the mysterious figure who had delivered a shocking blow to Mary Geoise.

His actions were like igniting a flame buried deep in the heart, causing an uncontrollable fire of resistance to ignite in the dark corners of the world.

......

Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach, missing several teeth, sat on a sofa.

He had a rough appearance, with thick hair covering his body, brownish skin, black, shaggy hair, and a dark bandana tied around his head, making him look even more ferocious. His burly figure was adorned with two thick chain necklaces around his neck, heavy bracelets around his wrists, and various jeweled rings on each of his ten fingers, which glittered with a cold light as he moved them slightly.

Every movement he made exuded a strong sense of oppression, the aura of a controller.

At this moment, Teach remained behind the scenes, playing with a dimly glowing Devil Fruit in his hand, his eyes filled with ambition and greed.

A sinister smile crept across his lips as he muttered to himself:

"Indeed, power is the most addictive thing in the world."

He slowly raised his head, his gaze passing through the dim room as if seeing a more distant future.

The attack on Mary Geoise flashed through his mind, making his already suppressed ecstasy even more intense.

It was because of that mysterious person's actions that the entire world had fallen into unprecedented chaos, allowing him to quietly establish this vast new organization in such a short period.

"Thanks to that mysterious person who attacked Mary Geoise, I was able to establish such a large organization in such a short time."

Teach grinned, revealing his missing teeth.

Although he hadn't swung that blade, he had reaped a huge benefit from the chaos.

The Devil Fruit seemed to have a life of its own, emitting a mesmerizing power from his palm.

The Dark-Dark Fruit, the thing he had always sought, had been obtained so easily.

Obtaining his dream so easily gave him a somewhat unreal feeling, but the heartfelt excitement and satisfaction made the blood in his whole body boil.

"Boss, I received news that the pirate alliance formed by Kaido and Charlotte Linlin was completely dismantled by the G5 branch. Should we take this opportunity..."

The subordinate standing beside him spoke with a hint of excitement, his eyes flashing with the desire to plunder, intending to take Charlotte Linlin's territory.

Teach gently waved his hand, the Devil Fruit in his hand stopped spinning, his eyes calm and deep:

"If you can think of it, others can too. We're too far from Totto Land; there's no point in going now."

He paused, the cold smile returning to his lips,

"Instead of doing something thankless, we should seize all the nearby islands."

Teach's voice was low and powerful, with an unquestionable domineering tone.

He understood that he couldn't be impatient now. No matter how much he longed to expand his power, he knew that everything required strategy and timing.

Instead of snatching at the already targeted fat, he should firmly control the surrounding resources and territory, steadily expanding his sphere of influence.

"Remember, the one who ultimately holds power is always the most composed."

Teach's voice seemed to penetrate the dark room, striking directly at the heart.

His subordinate immediately nodded respectfully and silently retreated, beginning to carry out his orders.

Watching his subordinate's departing back, Teach revealed a confident and cunning smile.

He knew that his era had just begun, and the entire world would tremble under his control.

"Whitebeard, Byrnndi World, Patrick Redfield, are just remnants of the old era."

"The World Government will meet its end at my hands!"

"The world will grovel at my feet!"

"Zehahaha!"

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