One Piece: Starting with Sharingan, First Mate Uchiha

On the other side of the ocean, in the New World, in the waters of Totto Land, a vast ocean.

The cold, torrential rain, like streaks of gray rain, relentlessly washed over this once sunny and joyful land of desserts.

The entire Cake Island was shrouded in a depressing atmosphere, losing its former dreamlike charm.

Perospero's face was ashen, and he did not use an umbrella.

He let the rain slide down his top hat, gripped his candy cane, and led the Blackbeard Pirates through the downpour into the dilapidated Cake Castle hall.

The atmosphere along both sides of the corridor was oppressively icy.

Smoothie, Cracker, and the other surviving Charlotte family executives stood on either side.

Their clothes still bore the marks of the previous battle, and their eyes were bloodshot and swollen.

The generals and their officers glared angrily at the group of uninvited guests who swaggered into the heart of the territory.

Each hand gripped its weapon tightly, like a pack of ferocious beasts ready to pounce and attack at any moment.

However, Marshall D. Teach remained oblivious to the chilling murderous aura surrounding him that seemed ready to devour him alive.

His imposing figure swaggered into the reception room, his steps radiating undisguised arrogance.

As he walked, the dark aura that inadvertently emanated from beneath his feet was like tangible abyssal matter.

This dark power caused a strange layer of black frost to form on the floor covered with an expensive red carpet, and a chill spread in all directions.

The group sat down at either end of the large, long table.

The black-bearded man used his remaining left arm to pick up a steaming cup of black tea, blew on it pretentiously, and spoke in a casual yet intimate manner:

"Hahaha! Perospero, now that we're about to form an alliance to fight side by side..."

"Out of concern for our ally, I'd like to personally visit my mother in the intensive care unit to check on her injuries. What do you think?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the ship's doctor, "Death" Doc Q, rode up on his sickly horse.

His face was ashen, and he coughed violently while covering his mouth, letting out a chilling, hoarse laugh:

"Hehehe...cough cough cough...my medical skills are quite good."

"If I go and take a look, maybe I can wake your mother up immediately..."

Perospero gave the group a cold glance, his eyes flashing with a chilling light.

As the eldest son of the Charlotte family, he knew all too well the true nature of this group of notorious villains before him, and he saw through the black-bearded man's vicious thoughts hidden beneath his smiling face at a glance.

If these greedy hyenas were allowed to get close to the unsuspecting mother, the consequences would be unimaginable.

He refused without backing down, his tone firm and direct:

"There's no need for you to worry about her; we'll take care of Mom. Let's put aside those pointless probing questions and get down to business."

After being rejected outright, Blackbeard didn't react. Instead, he let out a hearty laugh and then got to the point.

Although the Charlotte family suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Zou.

But he knew the saying, "Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse."

This is, after all, the headquarters of the Wan Kingdom. If we really push these generals and officers, who are filled with grief and indignation, to their limits...

If a full-scale conflict breaks out with them, the Blackbeard Pirates will also suffer greatly.

This clearly does not align with his plan to reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

So he presented an unexpectedly "generous" alliance treaty and gently pushed it to the center of the table.

The man with the black beard leaned forward and said loudly:

"At this turbulent time in the new world, I am willing to stand with the entire nation under the banner of the Blackbeard Pirates and help you deal with those petty scoundrels who are trying to take advantage of the chaos."

"As for the upcoming Wano Country revenge war, both sides will be an absolutely 'equal' joint fleet, advancing and retreating together."

He held up one finger, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"As the only sincerity and exchange for the alliance, Lao Tzu only needs all nations to share a copy of that historical text."

"How about it? Pretty good deal, right?"

Hearing this treaty, which on the surface did not seem humiliating, Perospero remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he sneered repeatedly.

He knew that this light parchment could become worthless waste paper at any time.

Blackbeard's actions were simply an attempt to obtain the key to Laugh Tale—a rubbing of the Road Poneglyph—without bloodshed.

But the current situation doesn't allow him to overturn the table.

In order to buy enough time for his seriously injured mother to wake up, and to take over the territory before his mother regains consciousness by relying on the power of the Blackbeard Pirates.

After quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind, Perospero decided to play along and first appease this greedy wolf.

Both sides had their own ulterior motives, and after a series of meaningless prevarications, they reached a superficial consensus.

An alliance agreement written in ornate calligraphy was drawn up and placed neatly in the center of the long table.

Perospero took a deep breath, suppressing all the humiliation in his heart, and picked up the quill pen stained with ink.

He knew that as long as he signed his name, the temporary balance of power in the world could be barely maintained.

Just as the pen tip, poised to shape the new world order, was about to touch the parchment...

Rumble—!

Suddenly, a tremendous, unsettling noise came from outside the castle, as if some ancient behemoth was pounding the earth.

Immediately afterwards, the teacup on the table began to shake violently and uncontrollably, splashing out scalding hot tea.

The entire Cake Island seemed to have been hit by a magnitude 12 earthquake; the ground beneath our feet groaned under the weight, and the valuable paintings on the walls fell one after another.

The dark, continuous thunderclouds in the sky suddenly began to churn violently like boiling water, with purple lightning flashing wildly through the depths of the clouds, tearing through the darkness.

The next second, a terrifying Conqueror's Haki that made the hairs on everyone's body stand on end descended like a mountain crashing down!

This domineering, violent, and primal aura carries a fierce, destructive force.

The Homies, who were already trembling in the hall, instantly foamed at the mouth and fainted in large numbers under the relentless impact of this force, their eyes rolling back.

The black-bearded man's arrogant laughter came to an abrupt halt.

He felt that all-too-familiar pressure, and abruptly raised his head. A rare look of disbelief flashed across his rugged face as he exclaimed in surprise:

"This feeling... is impossible!"

"How could that madman leave Wano Country and come here?!"

With Blackbeard's exclamation, the sky above Whole Cake Island was torn apart by a brute force.

A ferocious dragon head, as large as a mountain and covered with blue scales, slowly emerged from the thick clouds, accompanied by rolling storms and thunder.

It was a colossal blue dragon that blotted out the sky.

It hovered above the world, its enormous body blocking out all the light.

Those enormous dragon eyes, like two scarlet blood moons, looked down at the cake castle below, radiating a ferocious killing intent that seemed ready to devour anyone who dared to harm them.

A thunderous roar that shattered the clouds resounded throughout the entire Totland Sea:

"Lingling—!! Get the hell out here!!"