One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

But his fame and influence have truly spread throughout the world.

Especially among the upper echelons of this world, powerful forces, and notorious pirates, almost everyone knows the name of the Golden Emperor.

However, the image of the Golden Emperor Tesoro in the eyes of the world is basically that of a wealthy person.

Very few people know that he is also a very powerful person.

Compared to Moria, the worst of the Seven Warlords, Tesoro could easily defeat him with one hand.

The fact that the Navy invited him to become a new Shichibukai suggests they have some understanding of his strength.

However, what puzzled Rorschach was that Tesoro didn't seem to be a pirate.

He was thinking about this problem.

Sure enough, someone immediately raised this question.

"Tesoro? Your Navy is going to make a fat, rich guy one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea? Heh heh heh, I mean, did he bribe you? I've never heard of Gild Tesoro being a powerful pirate. No…"

"He's not even a pirate; he's just a special king recognized by the World Government because he's so rich."

Moria, as always, performed consistently and broke the silence in the meeting room very promptly.

Regarding the issue of Tesoro becoming a Shichibukai, apart from Moria, none of the other Shichibukai present seemed to care too much.

If it doesn't concern you, don't get involved.

No one cares who becomes a Shichibukai if it doesn't involve their interests.

If Doflamingo were still alive, seeing his business partner become one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea like himself, he might chuckle and sigh with a touch of melancholy.

As for Jinbe, Kuma, Hancock, and Mihawk, they all remained expressionless and had no opinions.

Sengoku glanced at Moria, somewhat reluctant to answer the question posed by this rather pathetic Shichibukai.

In fact, the World Government is already considering replacing Moria.

There simply isn't a suitable candidate yet.

Moria's three consecutive defeats have caused the prestige of the Seven Warlords of the Sea to plummet to an all-time low.

This has led to many of the recently emerged Supernova pirates, who are now known as the worst generation, being indifferent to the once-renowned and awe-inspiring Seven Warlords of the Sea.

However, Sengoku eventually offered a brief explanation.

He didn't say much, only mentioning it briefly.

"Tesoro is a Paramecia-type Gold-Gold Fruit user, and his Devil Fruit ability has been awakened."

Upon hearing this, Moriah's disdain froze.

Hawkeye and Kuma remained expressionless, Jinbe was slightly moved, and Hancock's eyes flickered.

Sengoku pursed his lips, then said in a deep voice, "Since everyone has no objection to Tesoro becoming a Shichibukai, then soon our Navy and the World Government will officially announce to the world that Gild Tesoro will become the new Shichibukai. Now, let's discuss the selection of the last Shichibukai..."

Before Zhan Guo finished speaking, the sound of flapping wings suddenly came from the window facing the sea, causing everyone to turn their heads to look.

Rorschach's lips curled slightly.

Although Tesoro becoming a Shichibukai was somewhat unexpected for him.

Fortunately, the person he was looking for eventually came to him.

Under everyone's gaze, a man with a pair of snow-white wings on his back, looking like an angel, gracefully landed from the sky on the windowsill of the conference hall and tipped his hat to the people in the hall.

"Gentlemen, I heard you discussing the candidates for the new Seven Warlords of the Sea?"

"who are you?"

Rorschach's eyes darkened. He took over Moria's job and stared coldly at Lafitte, who had seized the opportunity to descend from the sky.

"Lieutenant General Lan Lin..."

Lafitte felt a chill run down his spine as his gaze swept over him, and his heart immediately tightened.

Burgess was killed by this violent and tyrannical rising star of the navy who kicked his head so hard it exploded.

This person is a complete and utter thug.

Lafitte didn't want to provoke them.

I don't want to provoke such a terrifying man as Blackbeard.

He immediately took a deep breath and quickly blurted out his purpose.

"I am Laffitte, a member of the Blackbeard Pirates. I am here to apply for a spot among the Seven Warlords of the Sea for my captain, Marshall D. Teach."

"The Blackbeard Pirates? Never heard of them." Moria's voice was much softer this time.

The others maintained their usual cold expressions, but Jinbe was the most agitated, standing up abruptly and glaring at Lafitte.

"Teach? You're saying you're a member of that bastard Teach's crew? The Blackbeard Pirates? Humph! Tell me, where is that bastard Teach?!"

Lafitte ignored him and simply smiled at Sengoku.

Sengoku was moved when he heard Laffitte and Jinbe's words.

As astute as he was, he immediately understood the cause and effect. Without showing any emotion, he looked at Laffitte and said in a deep voice, "The position of Shichibukai requires a powerful and influential pirate. Your captain does not currently meet the selection criteria."

"Of course we know that."

Lafitte smiled slightly and bowed slightly.

"But since we dare to come to you and ask for a spot in the Seven Warlords of the Sea, we are naturally very confident in our own strength. How about this, please give us a month, and our Blackbeard Pirates will definitely be able to give you a gift that you will not refuse."

Sengoku stared intently at Lafitte, pondered for a long time, and then suddenly said in a cold voice:

"Ten days, I'm only giving you ten days."

"Ten days?"

Lafitte's expression changed slightly; he wanted to buy a little more time.

But seeing Sengoku's indifferent expression and Jinbe's menacing gaze beside him, he gritted his teeth and nodded emphatically.

"Okay! Ten days it will be!"

Chapter 613 Teach's Pledge of Allegiance

In the first half of the Grand Line, in a certain sea area that pirates call paradise.

On the vast expanse of blue waves, battered by wind and rain, a crudely built single-masted sailboat, simply bound together with a dozen or so thick logs, rocked and swayed along.

Four tall figures stood crookedly on the rough logs, the bark of which hadn't even been scraped clean.

Lightning and dark clouds roared overhead, illuminating their figures in shifting light and shadow, making them look every bit like villains.

Suddenly, the figure on the left let out a strange cry, and along with his horse, was thrown off the log by a huge wave, falling towards the sea with a scream.

"Damn it! Help them!"

"I already said, who the hell would use this crappy ship to sail the Grand Line?! I want to get off! I want to get off!"

Two exclamations rang out amidst the torrential rain.

Then one of them hurriedly dropped his sniper rifle, leaped forward, and grabbed the hind leg of the white horse that was being thrown off course in mid-air.

His burly companion behind him grabbed his ankle.

The three men and one horse formed a chain, swaying like ropes in the fierce wind.

The burly man standing on the log gritted his teeth, trying to pull his two companions, who were hanging in mid-air, back onto the boat, but he couldn't manage it.

The logs beneath his feet were difficult to grip, and the towering waves and howling winds on the sea were making him exhausted, almost to the point of wanting to give up.

Despite the critical situation, the man standing on the right remained motionless for a long time.

"Teach! What are you doing? Help! Doc Q and Van Augur are about to be blown into the sea!"

Kelly Fanku, the strongest assassin from the New World's Kingdom of Mogara, let out a furious shout.

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating Teach's face.

He was holding a Den Den Mushi (a type of electric scooter) and waiting for it to ring.

"Zehahaha, Fanku, if this ship falls apart in the next second, if we are destined to perish in the depths of this dark sea, then that is our fate, isn't it? There's no need to resist fate. What is destined for us will come one by one! Zehahaha!"

Amidst the roaring waves, Teach's laughter was jarring.

“Cough cough, Teach is right, it’s all… cough cough… the will of fate, so let go. If my fate ends here, I will have no regrets and will gladly die… cough cough, um.”

Poison Q coughed and vomited blood, one of his thighs was bitten in the mouth of his beloved horse Zhuangzhuang, and he was hanging upside down.

Holding onto the white horse's hind legs, Van Augur spoke in a similarly low voice, "Death or survival, silence or resurgence, it's all fate. Van Augur, leave the future to fate! Since you've chosen Teach, trust him!"

Kelly Van Cleef's face contorted in pain, and he could no longer hold back, bursting into a tirade of profanities.

"Get lost! If you want to die, don't drag me into this! What kind of bullshit fate is this! I was clearly kidnapped by you guys! I was doing a good job as an assassin, and I almost teamed up with Bobby to take Teach's head and hand it over to Whitebeard in exchange for a 1 billion Berry bounty!"

"If you don't believe me, just ask Bobby. We never intended to join you!"

He cursed angrily, while using his free right hand to pull down the zipper on his forehead.

With a hiss, Kelly Van Cleef's face split open from the middle, turning into a thin layer of skin that revealed a burly man with a dull appearance and a kind demeanor.

"Hahaha, this is fate, isn't it? Van Cleef, you'll take Burgess's place and be the helmsman of my ship. Your brother has a good physique; once I find an opportunity to give him a more powerful Devil Fruit ability, you'll become my right-hand man."

Teach stared at the ringing Den Den Mushi in his hand, his grin widening.

Lafitte's voice came through the Den Den Mushi.

"Teach! The Navy has agreed to my request, but their condition is that I produce a gift that satisfies them within ten days."

"Ten days?"

"The time was short, but that's fate!"

With a burning ambition blazing in his eyes, Teach suddenly opened his right hand toward Doc Q, Van Augur, and the Van Cleef brothers, who had been swept away by the giant wave.

Strands of jet-black, smoke-like, and misty pure black energy suddenly appeared, swirling from his open palm.

As the swirling black airflow was generated, a massive suction force appeared out of nowhere and acted on the four members of Poison Q and their horse that had been thrown into the air.

Kelly Van Cleef felt as if he were being sucked into a black hole. Despite his brute strength, he was completely unable to resist the pull and was dragged over, falling to Teach's feet.

He propped himself up on the log and looked at the black-bearded man, who was emitting large amounts of black smoke and looked like a demon king who had just walked out of hell. He couldn't help but shiver.