Novel & Cerita What Is Blackbeard's Devil Fruit

At the same time, a black dragon that was ten thousand feet long appeared in Caleb's soul! He had nine claws and six pairs of black wings, and its body was completely covered in black scales! And once he appeared, Caleb's soul seemed to contort, threatening to break! "Hahaha! I will now devour your soul and claim your body, you foolish child! Finally, I can escape this place and return to my people in the eastern seas… You inferior, despicable apes! Especially that heinous high guru, Quelea Ysark! Just you wait!!!"

The White Lion immediately ran quickly out of the square. Narakashura who controlled Naraka Pati; the black demon warrior, was confused by the person in front of him. He felt that the person who looked all black and had claws on both hands was no ordinary person. "Who are you?" Naraka Pati asked. "Black Tiger; the Bhayangkara special forces of the Swarnabhumi kingdom. What's wrong, are you afraid of me?" He smiled a little. "Bhayangkara? I don't know about that army. Are they a bunch of fools?" Naraka Pati quipped with a chuckle.

There it was—an unmistakable outline that sent chills down her spine: a rival pirate vessel, its black flag snapping proudly in the rising wind, a blood-red skull etched into the fabric—a symbol of doom that heralded chaos and violence. The crew reacted as if electrified, a chorus of panic and determination flooding the air around her. “It’s Blackbeard’s ship!” another crew member shouted, eyes wide as fear laced through their voice. The notorious captain was infamous for his ruthless tactics, and the bloodlust that accompanied his crew was legendary. “We’re outnumbered!”

He just wanted to reach the highest level fast by getting the spirit beast's core and crush the elders' council hard. He looked at the beast core in his hand, a cruel smile appeared on his lips. This was a look no one outside had ever seen. Only the man in the black robe in front of him stayed calm, like this was his real self. The kindness he showed others was just for show, but in private, he was a devil. Soon it went back to normal and said to the man in the black robe, "Next, do your best to collect more spirit beast cores." The man in the black robe nodded. "Yes, master."

I slid onto the seat across from him, my heart pounding in my chest. Being so close to him exposed new details - he was ripped now, looking like a model from a motorcycle ad. Nothing like the boy who'd trailed me with puppy eyes. His lips were full, and a rogue-ish smile that held a hint of danger played at the corners. It was the kind of smile you would expect on a swashbuckling pirate, capable of seduction and plunder in equal measure.

Suddenly, a layer of black energy vortex burst from the creature’s body, which swirled over Philip’s body and formed a black Beelzebub armor! Similarly, the black armor also formed on the giant chimera, making it look like a scary demon lord! When the old man saw this scene, his eyes widened as he muttered, “It’s Beelzebub Royal Armor!” Then, the old man smashed the turtle shell at Philip again. Philip clenched his fists and felt the power of the black armor that had formed over his body. He sensed the supreme defensive power in this armor! Buzz! Philip’s eyes glowed red as he slashed at the turtle shell with his sword!

Destiny was curious while Devin looked at the stranger in front of him with sharp cold eyes as if it didn't matter to him who he was; he didn’t show any expression, which amazed Old master Black. Old master Black grabbed his hand and spread his chubby hand palm. Devin tightly fisted his hand and refused to open it, but old master Black had his way of opening his fist and stared at his handline. The more he started it, the more his expression turned grave; he finally let go of Devin’s hand and stared at the boy with helplessness and pride. “Like father, like son, my lion now has his lion, hmm, good, good, it seems I don’t have to worry about my Black Dragon not having a descendant anymore; bo

Chase frowned and thought to himself, "Could this be the Blood Demon Bead?" According to the man in black, both he and his brother had found this treasure thanks to the Blood Demon Bead but they had also suffered an ambush from venomous snakes. The man in black only managed to escape after giving everything he had. When the Blood Demon Bead was snatched, his soul's consciousness ended up in a coma. He lost his senses and only woke up just now. "I'll refine it first. I hope I'll gain some special abilities from it," Chase thought.

Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up. The Noble Rat wondered if this person just playing dead a moment ago. Never did the Noble Rat expected for this human to hide such a card up his sleeves. He was dying just a moment ago, but now, his body had something weird on it. The current Yman has ears the same as the Noble Rat but it colored like black smoke. His hands have black long nails but the sizes and forms were the same as that of the Noble Rat and his eyes had turned red, but in this state, his vision was unhindered in this dark surroundings. He even has a black tail grown on its back the same as the Noble rat.

It was the Clausum Palm. The alpha beast, ridden by the young man in black, sensed the immense power of the handprint and froze in fear, dropping to the ground. "Blast it!" The young man in black was so furious that he nearly coughed up blood. Forced to leave the alpha beast, he continued fleeing on foot. He retaliated with a punch, smashing the hand. "Oh? You still have the energy to fight back. Impressive. You're quite the young talent. What a shame you chose to seek your own demise."