The night was getting darker.
The cold sea breeze brought a cloud over, covering the Blood Moon in the sky with a thin veil.
The gradually dimming light seemed to be foretelling something. An atmosphere of impending rain had quietly enveloped the broken devil maw Island.
At this moment, at the southern border of the North Island.
"Since you're already here, why are you still hiding?" Blackbeard stood on a smooth rock, facing the sea, and said without turning his head.
His voice wasn't loud, but it was enough for ambitionist to hear.
A few seconds later, ambitionist walked out from the forest behind them. He adjusted his glasses and said calmly,""It seems ... I have to thank you."
"Why?" Blackbeard answered his own question."Because I didn 't' drag 'you out of the forest and crush you to death like I did with the illusion fiend church?"
"Yes," Ambitionist shrugged and replied,"just for this."
