That instant, that moment, their eyes met, and their fighting spirit was self-evident.

A battle of deities was about to erupt.

However, at that very moment...

From the still unclosed gate of light behind Blackbeard and his crew, four more figures suddenly appeared.

"Hoh~ quite lively." Feng Bujue, who was in the lead, took one look at the situation as he entered, and opened his mouth with a smile.

"Hmm?" Blackbeard heard the sound and turned his head to the side, immediately revealing a suspicious look on his face, "You..." As he spoke these two words, his gaze shifted to Honghu, "No... or rather... 'you' brat... you've done quite well."

"So you figured it out so quickly..." Honghu also looked at Blackbeard and responded in a deep voice, "You really are a sharp fellow..."

"Hmph..." Blackbeard said, "If I was sharp enough, I wouldn't have only figured it out now..." He paused, then said, "I thought... you were trying to use that suicidal spirit burst to cover up those tracking arrows from before, but I didn't expect... you were playing reverse psychology with me, with a plan within a plan; you just wanted me to have that kind of thought, thinking I'd cracked your tracking methods. But in reality, those tracking arrows were just a feint, and the real beacon you used to track me was... the blood from your body that splattered on me when you activated that move."

"That's right, you're indeed not sharp enough." The next second, Feng Bujue took over and said to Blackbeard, "To talk about this method now is already hindsight... Also, after you entered the phase space, you didn't close the entrance in time, allowing us to follow closely behind... this is obviously also a oversight."

"Heh..." Hearing this, Mad-Eye laughed before Blackbeard could respond, and said, "It's not that he didn't want to close the entrance, but that he couldn't."

"Oh?" Feng Bujue cast an inquiring look at the other party.

"Just as he said..." Blackbeard shrugged and explained to Jue-ge, "The way I open the treasure space is naturally different from you 'treasure hunters', you don't know the 'spell' for the entrance seal, so you all use the power of 'key items' to teleport in; and I, am the one who truly used the spell to 'open' the entrance."

"Oh~" Snow understood and nodded, "In other words... the opening and closing of the seal has to be done on the 'outside', right?"

"That's not important anymore." Blackbeard continued, "Now that you're all in... then, how about we talk about conditions?"

"Want us to help you..." Feng Bujue said as he slowly stepped forward, approaching Twenty-Three and fixing his gaze on the latter, "...deal with her together?"

"I won't beat around the bush with you smart people." Blackbeard said, "Let's join forces to eliminate this derivative, and I can give you a third of the treasures here..."

"Ha! Hahahahaha..." Feng Bujue burst out laughing after hearing this.

Before his laughter stopped, he had already walked to Twenty-Three's side.

The two looked at each other, and after a moment of silence, Jue-ge spoke first, "So... how much are you planning to give me?"

"I don't need your help." Twenty-Three said, "You just need to watch from the side, and when I've cleaned up the situation, I'll only take one thing from the treasure, and the rest can all be yours."

Before she could finish speaking, Feng Bujue turned to look at Blackbeard, "Did you hear that?"

Blackbeard didn't respond, his expression only becoming a little gloomy.

"Hey hey... Feng Bujue, I can't pretend I didn't hear that." However, Ken, or rather, Red Iron... standing at the back of the crowd, naturally couldn't allow the situation to develop like this, "If Twenty-Three devours all of Blackbeard's power, then next..."

"So what?" Feng Bujue interrupted him before he could finish, "Her ability will exceed the Z organization's control, surpass Zero? Or even threaten the system?"

"Huh?" Red Iron was stunned for a moment, "Don't you think that all three examples in your sentence are dangerous enough?"

"Whether it's dangerous or not, I have my own judgment." Feng Bujue replied, "'Unlimited power must be dangerous' is just Zero's judgment, I never said I agreed with it."

"Huh?" Red Iron's expression became even more wonderful, "Wait wait wait... you should know that the four guys who came to kill you before were sent by her, right?"

"I know." Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-course tone, "But this only represents... she tried to 'send me out of the script before I noticed her existence', and this intention is not enough to show that she is any threat."

Their conversation left Blackbeard and his crew, as well as Honghu and Snow, in a semi-dazed state, unable to find any room to interject.

After a slightly strange silence, Wing took over Ken's body and said to Jue-ge, "Then... what are you going to do now?"

"Hehe..." Feng Bujue was waiting for these words, "I have a suggestion." He paused for half a second, then said, "A three-way deal."

"What kind of deal?" Blackbeard was the first to respond.

As a shrewd pirate captain, he knew very well that he was the weakest party at the moment, and he had to seize any opportunity to avoid armed conflict.

"I'd like to hear it too." Twenty-Three added.

"Uh..." Snow looked left and right, gave a dry laugh, and said to Jue-ge, "We're on your side, right? If you're the fourth party... give us a heads up beforehand..."

"Okay." Feng Bujue rudely interrupted someone's speech again, snatching the words, "Since it's a deal, everyone has to take a step back..." He first raised his finger and pointed at himself, "We interdimensional travelers don't have high demands..." He looked at Blackbeard, "Just ask you for an original translation of the *Ramayana*, and by the way, pick ten or eight not-so-important things from these treasures to keep as souvenirs, isn't that too much to ask?"

"From a pirate's point of view... it's acceptable." Blackbeard replied in a deep voice.

His answer was very clever, because the subtext of this sentence was probably—"From my personal point of view, fuck your ancestors!"

"Okay okay..." Feng Bujue said with a smile, turning his head to Twenty-Three, "Twenty-Three's request, she also said just now, that... you only want one thing, right?"

Twenty-Three didn't respond to Feng Bujue, but looked directly at Blackbeard and said, "I want the [Citywork Boss's Red Tie] that you keep in the 'inner space', I have no interest in anything else."

"What?" Blackbeard rarely showed a look of surprise and doubt, "You just want that thing?"

"Is there anything special about that thing?" Feng Bujue took the opportunity to ask.

"The person who wears that tie will immediately suffer from multiple personality disorder." Blackbeard said.

"Only that?" Jue-ge asked, glancing at Twenty-Three out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes, only that." Blackbeard said.

"Then why did you put it in the 'inner space'?" Feng Bujue said.

"Of course, it's to prevent my guards from wearing that thing out of curiosity or boredom, and then doing... um... God knows what he would do." Blackbeard muttered.

"Oh." Feng Bujue nodded, "So... you agree to this condition?"

"Before agreeing, I have a question... to ask that derivative miss." Blackbeard was not so obedient, even though the situation was unfavorable, he still had to fight for some benefit for himself.

"Ask." Twenty-Three responded calmly.

"The guard responsible for guarding my treasure..." Blackbeard didn't explicitly say in this sentence that the guard was his son, nor did he show any concern as a father should, lest the other party lie after learning this information, "...has been killed by you, right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Twenty-Three replied without thinking, "When I entered this space, there was no one here."

"Hmm..." Blackbeard groaned, "This... is a bit unlikely..."

The meaning of his words was clear—"I don't believe it."

"Then I wouldn't know... I haven't been on this island for very long." Twenty-Three said, "Perhaps... during the time I wasn't on the island, something happened between your guard and those Nine Gods, or those traitors of the Illusion Demon Church. The specific situation... you can investigate it yourself." She paused, "According to my estimation, there should still be some survivors on the island."

"Understood..." Blackbeard was also a very rational person, and after a little analysis, he judged that eighty percent of what Twenty-Three said was true, "Alright... I'll handle it myself, I hope you..."

"Don't worry." Twenty-Three knew what he was going to say, so she interrupted, "Those people are useless to me anymore, you can dispose of them as you please."

"Hmph... that's good." Blackbeard sneered, then turned his gaze to Jue-ge, "Feng Bujue, you said a three-way deal, but all I've heard so far... is me suffering a loss, please tell me... what can my side gain?"

"Isn't getting all the treasures that are left after we take away our items, and walking out alive, enough?" Feng Bujue's voice also became very cold, his expression and tone were also aggressive.

"Hehe... taking away the treasures that already belong to me... and my life?" Blackbeard smiled and replied helplessly, "Alright, it sounds fair."

"Since you don't have any objections, then this deal is..." Feng Bujue struck while the iron was hot, wanting to finalize the matter quickly.

But, Red Iron and Wing, naturally wouldn't stand by and watch like this.

"Feng Bujue." Red Iron's tone at this time also became less friendly, "Can I assume... that on the issue of Twenty-Three, you've already sided with her?"

"I didn't say that." Jue-ge replied, "One thing is one thing, after this three-way deal is over, we'll slowly discuss this..."

The last word "matter" hadn't even been uttered, when suddenly, something happened that even Jue-ge hadn't anticipated at all...

"I'm sorry..." As she said this apology, Twenty-Three's hand had already pierced through his back... and penetrated Feng Bujue's chest, "If possible... I would like to ask you to leave *Thriller Paradise* for a while."

"You..." Feng Bujue slowly turned his head, as if wanting to say something.

And Twenty-Three, with a cold expression on her face, lowered her eyes, avoiding Feng Bujue's gaze.

Jue-ge couldn't say the words, because in that instant, a colorful and variegated stream of light began to spread from the wound on his chest... and began to erode his body at an extremely fast speed.

"Damn it!" Seeing this, the first to rush out was Red Iron, but he saw his figure flash, and he had already killed to Twenty-Three's side, wanting to use a kick to cut off the other party's arm.

But...

"It's not going to work with you." Twenty-Three's somewhat melancholy voice rang out, and at the same time, she stretched out her other hand and gently tapped her fingertip in the direction of Red Iron.

Instantly, a transparent ripple bloomed in the air, wrapping around Red Iron like a water pattern, causing that body, as fast as lightning, to freeze in mid-air.

"This is... the River... of Time..." The next second, Red Iron and Wing's voices overlapped from Ken's throat, but after barely squeezing out half a sentence, even their voices were "stopped."