One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

In a secret basement in Baldigo.

The air was filled with a musty smell that came from not being ventilated for a long time.

Wang Oga and Kro stood quietly in front of Teach, their expressions cold and alert.

Behind the two men, two people were lying on the ground, tied up - the captain of the third team of the Whitebeard Pirates, "Diamond" Joz, and the captain of the fourth team, Thatch.

Although the two men continued to struggle, the seastone handcuffs on their wrists made it almost impossible for them to move, and any resistance became futile.

Teach looked down at them, a strange smile on his face.

His eyes were full of amusement, as if he was enjoying a good show.

He walked forward slowly, and his black cloak dragged on the ground with a dull sound, like the footsteps of death.

"Jie hahahaha..."

His laughter echoed in the basement, eerie and ominous.

"Captain of the third squad of the Whitebeard Pirates, 'Diamond' Jozu, and Captain of the fourth squad, Thatch, welcome to my territory!"

Qiaozi's eyes widened, his voice full of indomitable spirit and anger, "Who are you? Why did you attack us?!"

Joz's voice resounded in the basement like thunder, but what was more was the confusion and uneasiness that could not be concealed.

Both of them were veterans of the Whitebeard Pirates and could not understand why anyone dared to attack them, let alone why they were captured so easily.

Tikki didn't answer immediately, but continued to make that creepy laugh.

There was a hint of madness in his eyes, and he seemed to be completely unconcerned about Joz's questioning. Instead, he regarded it as a kind of fun.

"You are so lucky," Teach finally spoke, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "I've taken a fancy to your bounties and identities, so I've invited you two to come over and help me."

His malicious tone made people feel cold, as if he was talking about an easy deal rather than a game of life and death.

The light in the basement was dim, making Teach's face look dark and terrifying. His eyes were like a poisonous snake, staring at Joz and Thatch, revealing his greed and ambition.

Wang Oga and Kro stood aside, their eyes alert and cold.

They were well aware of Teach's plan and understood how important these two people were to the next action.

This organization called "The Holy Society of Savior" is actually a tool carefully selected by Teach. He has absolute authority in this organization, and now, he is ready for the next step.

"I will use the two of you to make a deal with the World Government." Teach's voice became cold and firm, his eyes full of calculation and ambition.

He has already set his sights on the identity of 'Seven Warlords of the Sea' and knows the convenience and power that this identity can bring.

What's more crucial is that Teach hopes to completely intensify the conflict between the World Government and the Whitebeard Pirates through this action.

When Thatch heard Teach's plan, his eyes suddenly widened, his face full of disbelief.

He suppressed his inner anger and clenched his teeth, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Tikki looked at Thatch, his smile becoming even deeper and more sinister, "You will all know soon, hahahahaha!"

He turned around, as if he had lost interest in Joz and Sachi, and his mind had already been focused on the conspiracy that was about to unfold.

He took a few steps, and the shadow behind him seemed to swallow everything. As the laughter gradually faded away, the air in the basement became heavier and more depressing.

Joz and Sachi lay on the ground, exhausted both physically and mentally, but the uneasiness and fear in their hearts continued to grow.

They realized that what the man in front of them was trying to do was far more dangerous than they had imagined, and that the coming storm would completely change the world.

Tikki stood in the dim light, a hint of obscure and complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

His signature smile was still on his lips, but deep in his eyes there was a hint of coldness and determination.

He knew that with his current strength, his chances of winning against an invincible being like Whitebeard were slim.

However, he never thought that direct confrontation was the only way.

His fingers gently ran across a map on the table, which marked various islands and routes, as well as the targets he planned.

His finger stopped at a certain point, and the light in his eyes became colder.

"Meanness is the passport of the mean, and nobility is the epitaph of the noble," he murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was talking to the air beside him.

Behind him, Wong Oga and Kro stood quietly, without making any sound.

They knew what Teach was thinking, but they didn't dare to interrupt.

Teach's existence is like a giant beast in the darkness, which may devour everything around it at any time.

Teach's fingers moved away from the map, his eyes refocusing, his smile becoming more sinister, "And I, only play for victory."

His voice was low and firm, like a heavy hammer hitting the air, making the atmosphere in the room even more depressing.

He doesn't care whether his means are fair or not, nor does he care whether his reputation will be damaged. The only thing that makes him persistent is victory.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and countless sinister plans and strategies flashed through his mind.

He had already seen through the rules of this game and knew how to take advantage of people's hearts and how to pursue his own interests in this chaotic sea.

His heartbeat was steady and powerful, and every beat carried endless ambition.

In that silent moment, Teach raised his hand again, as if trying to grab something. An invisible net seemed to appear in the void, and he was the weaver of this net.

Every thread and every knot was woven by him personally, specially prepared for those powerful but careless opponents.

"..."

There was a faint sound of wind in the air, as if responding to his determination.

Teach chuckled, then turned around, his cape rising up like wings of darkness covering him behind him.

He walked towards the door with firm and powerful steps.

Wang Oga and Kro immediately followed, following him silently.

They knew that this time, Teach would give it a try, and he would not hesitate no matter how despicable the means were.

As the footsteps faded away, the room fell silent again.

The routes on the map seemed to flow under the dim lights, foreshadowing the coming turmoil.

And Teach's back was like a heavy black curtain, gradually covering the sky above the sea, ready to swallow up all the light and hope.

At this moment, there was no fluctuation in Teach's heart, only one thought echoed in his mind - victory, no matter what the cost, must belong to him.

Since his strength alone is not enough to shake the Whitebeard Pirates.

Then drag everyone into this!

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