Starting as a pirate, he rose to become the strongest Shinigami in Soul Society.

Chapter 127 Bane's Hunt for Ability Users!

With Dalmesia's help, Doberman stood up with some difficulty.

"Bane's iron fist," Doberman said with a sigh, spitting out a mouthful of foul blood.

The billowing smoke gradually dissipated, and then Bane emerged from it.

The man behind him, Joz, was already a corpse. His skull had been smashed, and white and yellow fragments were scattered all over the ground. If it weren't for his massive body standing there, no one would have been able to tell that the head, shattered into a pulp, was Joz.

Shaking off the blood from his hands, Bane looked at the Devil Fruit in his hand and said with a smile, "Paramecia-type, the Glint-Glint Fruit is not bad."

He had made preparations in advance for this war; the dark space was filled with fresh fruit, just waiting to hunt down these ability users.

Dark elements surged in his hand, quickly swallowing the shimmering fruit in Bane's hand.

"Senior brothers, I'll go hunt down the ability users first. I'll leave the rest of the captains to you!" Bane greeted Doberman and Dalmesia.

Then, once again before the two could speak, Bane charged into the battlefield.

"Captain Jozu!" A pirate seemed to have noticed what was happening and cried out in grief.

No sooner had he shouted than a naval captain chopped off his head with a single stroke, raising his arm and yelling, "Diamond Jozu, the third division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, has been defeated! Victory is assured!!!"

This startled everyone on the battlefield. The marines then shouted excitedly and shared the news with each other, while the pirates' morale was severely damaged.

"Jozu!" Blackman, the sixth division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, exclaimed.

His hands didn't stop moving; he swung out a huge hammer, sending several naval captains and a rear admiral flying.

The next instant, the large hammer in his hand was shoved into his chin. Clearly, this guy was also a Devil Fruit user, a Paramecia-type Pocket-Pocket Fruit user, who could open many extradimensional pockets on his body.

He put away his weapon and prepared to go see what was going on with Joz. He simply couldn't believe that Joz was dead!

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a figure rushing towards him from the chaotic battlefield behind him.

"Bane!" Blackman roared, reaching for his weapon again.

The two pirate henchmen who had been fighting alongside him also roared and charged at Bane.

Two pirates, each wielding a sword, slashed at Bane. However, Bane maintained his Iron Body strength, and the two swords did not harm him at all. His counterattack was swift; he grabbed the heads of the two pirates with one hand each, and then with a powerful skull-crushing strike, he slammed the two pirates' heads together with a bang, shattering them into a bloody mess.

"Damn it!" Blackman pulled out his heavy hammer again and slammed it down on Bane.

"Whirlwind Steel Fist!" Bane roared and threw a punch at the heavy hammer.

The powerful punch instantly shattered the heavy hammer into countless pieces of wood. Indeed, Blackman's heavy hammer was made of solid wood. Although he was strong, he was not overly so. He also liked to use such heavy weapons to launch surprise attacks, so he had a large wooden hammer made for himself. The reason he habitually put the hammer away was because holding it would affect his speed.

At this moment, his wooden mallet was completely ineffective against Bane and was smashed to pieces with a single punch.

The next second, Bane grabbed his chin, his broad hand covering half of the guy's face, and his powerful arm pressed Blackman down, slamming him to the ground.

"Die!" Bane's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he growled.

Blackman tried to struggle, but it was no use; he couldn't withstand Bane's brute force!

With a squeeze of his five fingers, Bane brutally crushed the lower half of Blackman's head. Then, billowing black smoke engulfed Blackman's corpse, and a fresh apple appeared in his hand.

Having stolen abilities multiple times, Bane was now quite adept at it. He pulled a stream of energy enveloped in darkness from Blackman's corpse and pressed it onto the fruit in his hand. Soon, a new Devil Fruit began to take shape.

"Pouch-Pouch Fruit. Tsk, that sounds pretty lousy. But we could use the technique of eating Devil Fruits with that thing to make this thing into a storage bag," Bane said, stroking his chin and clicking his tongue.

"Damn it, pay with your life!!!" The Great Vortex Spider Squard brandished his long sword and charged out from the navy, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Bane's back. He jumped up and slashed at Bane with his sword.

However, the next second, Dalmesia appeared behind Squard with a shave step and kicked him in the back, sending him flying.

Bane glanced back and thought, "Hmm, no ability, no value."

So he completely ignored this Squard and quickly looked toward the dusty battlefield in the distance. That was the battleground between Phoenix Marco and Fubuki, Squirrel, and Smoker.

A glint of greed flashed in Bane's eyes as he licked his lips and whispered, "Mythical Beast."

Marco's Phoenix Fruit ability is quite impressive. While it may not be particularly remarkable in terms of attack, it is one of the most powerful abilities for survival.

Moreover, this is an even rarer mythical beast species than the Logia type. It would actually be quite suitable for Waver to eat it.

Zephyr's opinion was that someone like Waver was suited to eating a Zoan-type Devil Fruit that excelled in close combat. This Mythical Zoan type also had the quality of "immortality," which perfectly matched Waver's brutal fighting style.

However, Bane felt that Ulki's causal power was also suitable for Waver, and for a moment he was finding it difficult to decide.

Is this the trouble of happiness?

It doesn't matter, no matter what choice Waver makes, it's always right to take down this mythical beast's ability first!

"Phoenix Seal!" Marco kicked Smoker away from the air.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

After flying backward for more than ten meters, Smoker's figure exploded into a large cloud of smoke in the air, which then rolled in from all directions toward Marco.

To be honest, Smoker has really improved during this time. He has regained his domineering aura and even studied under Zeff with Bane. Otherwise, given his original condition, he would have had no chance of stopping Marco.

Marco had clearly learned his lesson before and had no intention of getting entangled. He flapped his wings, leaving a trail of blue flame, and flew higher, trying to avoid Smoker's white smoke.

However, he had only flown up for two seconds when he saw sand and stones flying all around him. The little girl named Fubuki, like a goddess descending to earth, was suspended in the air under the protection of the yellow sand, manipulating the sandstorm and turning it into wind and clouds, sealing off the space around Marco.

Then, the flying squirrel, wielding a long sword and using Moonwalk, chased after Marco, covered in blood!

"As long as I take this guy down," Marco thought to himself, his gaze fixed on the flying squirrel.

That's right. Smoker and Fubuki, while their abilities can cause trouble for Marco, are not strong enough. Only Momonga, the elite Marine Vice Admiral, is strong enough and has superb swordsmanship. Under the cover of Smoker and Fubuki, he has repeatedly "killed" Marco.

However, judging from his blood-covered state, the flying squirrel was also at his last gasp.

Wielding its wings, Marco gracefully dodged the now-slowed slash from the flying squirrel, then flipped over and kicked the flying squirrel in the lower back.

"Crane claws!"

His feet had transformed into the sharp claws of a raptor, with dark Armament Haki covering his sharp nails. If this kick were to hit the flying squirrel, it would probably defeat the severely injured flying squirrel completely!

"Black Annihilation: The Abyss of Darkness!"

Bane's furious roar came from not far away. He had his feet planted on the ground, his left hand gripping his right arm, and a surging dark tide erupting from his right palm, aimed directly at Marco in the sky.

At that moment, Marco's kick was only half a meter away from the flying squirrel. With his speed, it would have been enough to hit it in the next instant!

However, the overwhelming attraction had already erupted from Bane's hands, forcefully grabbing Marco, the ability user, from a distance and pulling him down from the sky.

"Damn it!!!" Marco cursed angrily, struggling to flap his wings and try to escape the attraction, but to no avail.

The allure of the Dark-Dark Fruit to its users is irresistible!

(End of this chapter)