The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

The newly revealed seven officers of the Blackbeard Pirates, with their eerie appearances and dangerous aura, undoubtedly brought heavy psychological pressure to everyone on the battlefield, whether pirates or marines.

Countless gazes, filled with surprise, scrutiny, and apprehension, scrutinized these uninvited guests from head to toe.

They had different auras; some were ferocious, some were eccentric, and some were not even human at all.

Where did Blackbeard Teach gather so many extraordinary people?

But then I thought about it again, this vast and mysterious sea is full of hidden talents and powerful figures.

Not every strong person is keen to become a pirate, and not everyone is brainwashed by the legend of Pirate King Roger.

True strong individuals often have their own philosophies, ambitions, and paths.

While it's astonishing that Blackbeard could gather such a group of people, it doesn't seem entirely unbelievable.

Fleet Admiral Sengoku stared intently at Blackbeard and the ominous figures around him.

He desperately hoped that these people were just bluffing, paper tigers used by Blackbeard to intimidate others.

But he didn't dare to gamble.

He could not and would never dare to gamble the lives of countless naval officers and soldiers under his command on a slim possibility.

"It's come to this..."

Zhan Guo spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful, "There is no longer any need to hide it."

As he finished speaking, a clear, cold female voice slowly rang out from the shadow cast by the city tower not far from him: "Blackbeard has finally appeared. Is it time for the final reckoning?"

This change immediately attracted the attention of many sharp-eyed people on the battlefield.

A woman slowly emerged from the shadows.

She wore a uniquely designed, black and white, ceremonial robe, dignified and mysterious in style, and her long, brilliant golden hair was neatly tied up at the back of her head.

Her face was delicate but expressionless, and her full breasts stretched her uniform into a breathtaking curve, yet this did not diminish her aloof demeanor.

She walked step by step to the Warring States Marshal, her demeanor composed, as if she were in a banquet hall rather than a battlefield where blood and flesh were flying everywhere.

"They are..."

"I've seen that outfit on the sky!"

"It's the Black Order, those exorcists?!"

A low gasp rippled through the ranks of the navy and the pirates.

This iconic uniform, which made a brief appearance in the celestial projections, represents the mysterious organization behind it—the Black Order.

The Order has always been shrouded in mystery, and no one expected that they would appear openly as naval allies at this time and place.

"Ms. Lucy..."

Sengoku looked at the blonde woman who walked up to him, his tone carrying a solemn promise, "I never thought I would actually need you. After this is over, I, Fleet Admiral Sengoku, guarantee with my personal honor and the future of the Navy that the Black Order will be the Navy's most important ally."

This statement from the Warring States period carries immense weight!

This is almost tantamount to endorsing and guaranteeing this mysterious black cult with his lifelong reputation, status, and the future credit of the navy.

This is a huge political and strategic investment!

The blonde woman named Lucy nodded slightly, her cold face revealing little emotion.

Her gaze shifted slightly to the side, landing for a moment on the knight girl not far away, whose body radiated a warm and resolute golden light that illuminated the morale of the navy like a lighthouse.

The Black Order is gambling.

Betting on the future of the navy, betting on the possibilities pointed out by that ideal king.

As for the World Government, which is controlled by the Celestial Dragons and is becoming increasingly corrupt and rigid, in Lucy's eyes, or rather, in the eyes of the higher-ups of the Order behind her, it is a sinking ship.

Furthermore, strong external naval cooperation is urgently needed to enable the cult to go further in the more turbulent and unknown future.

"It is indeed somewhat beyond our expectations that Blackbeard could gather so much power," Lucy said, withdrawing her gaze, her voice still calm and composed.

As she spoke, the space around her seemed to distort slightly, and another slender yet upright female figure appeared out of thin air, standing to her side and behind her.

She was a young woman with short silver hair and eyes as sharp as swords.

She wore light armor and a battle skirt, and carried a broadsword almost as tall as herself on her back. She was Claire, the female greatsword who had crossed paths with the Navy's secret special forces SWORD in the desert country and was brought back by them.

The joint appearance of the exorcist and the female greatsword was like a shot in the arm, injecting a boost into the morale of the Navy camp, which had been somewhat depressed due to the appearance of Blackbeard's officers.

Many naval officers and soldiers showed expressions of surprise and excitement. They really did not expect that the mysterious Black Order would choose to openly stand on the side of the Navy at this critical moment.

Fight against those vicious pirates, traitors, and newly emerged monsters.

The Black Order typically doesn't intervene in wars between humans; they only fight against non-human monsters. This also indirectly proves that none of the Blackbeard Pirates' newly recruited officers are human.

"It's the Black Order again!!"

In stark contrast to the Navy's elation, Blackbeard Teach's expression turned extremely ugly the moment he saw Lucy and Claire's faces. His teeth clenched so tightly that they cracked, and his eyes blazed with boundless hatred.

"Why do you always have to interfere with my good times?!"

He would never forget that it was this damned Black Order that repeatedly thwarted his plans in the desert kingdom, preventing him from turning it into a demonic lair and manpower base for his Blackbeard Pirates.

The Black Order has always been a major concern for him and for the inhuman forces he wants to gather.

"Very good! Very good!"

Teach laughed in fury, his muscles contorted in a ferocious grimace. "What a small world! To run into you here in Marineford..."

"Then let's use this battlefield to settle our scores!"

With Teach's vengeful roar, the situation on the battlefield shifted subtly yet fatally once again.

The alliance between the Navy and the Black Order confronts the threat posed by the new executives of the Blackbeard Pirates.

What might have been a simple confrontation between pirates and the navy at Marineford suddenly transformed into a more complex and chaotic melee involving more grudges and interests due to the explicit intervention of a third party.

The final reckoning seems to be truly about to begin; who will emerge victorious? Let's see on the battlefield.