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

A fat man was wielding a broadsword, a thin man was swinging a black hammer, and the two heavy weapons collided with each other. Neither of them used their full strength, and they deliberately reduced the use of force in their moves.

"Look at the hammer, fat guy, all pirates deserve to die"!

The young man with the hammer showed hatred of evil in his words and expressions, as if Edward Weeble opposite him had killed his entire family, but the hammer fell extremely slowly.

Although Whitebeard II looks stupid, his IQ is about the same as that of a normal person, but he is rather poor at acting.

Seeing the hammer falling slowly from above his head, Edward Webber blocked it with the long sword in his right hand, but his movements were also very slow. The two of them acted back and forth like this, neither putting in any effort and fooling the others as fools.

"Is there really someone near Rabbi observing us? Why didn't I feel it?" Whitebeard II whispered to the opponent in front of him. He was also proficient in Observation Haki. After sweeping a circle with Haki, he did not find any outsiders here.

The red-haired young man had an eye patch on his right eye and an orange scarf wrapped around his neck that fluttered in the wind. He carried a huge hammer on his shoulder, and the weight of the hammer seemed to be a piece of cake for him.

The young man has a confident smile on his face, his eyes are firm and sharp, revealing a fearless courage, his red hair shines in the sun, complementing the orange scarf on his body, forming a unique landscape.

Character Notes: Black Order Exorcist - Rabbi

"My sixth sense just reminded me that someone was spying on me, but now there's no one there. We don't have to fight, we can just sit down and have a good chat," Rabbi shrunk his black hammer to normal size.

Whitebeard II stuck the big knife in his hand into the ground, then found a clean place to sit down. Pretending to fight was more tiring than real fighting. He didn't have many brain cells in his head to begin with, and it felt like he would consume a lot more today.

Lord Bucky did not give any new orders at this moment. Edward Weeble thought he had nothing to do, so he took out a bottle of wine from his pocket.

This was a fine wine he found in the wine cellar of a certain Celestial Dragon's home. He had already drunk up all the other bottles in the cellar, and the only bottle left was the result of his thriftiness.

He wanted to share the wine with his good friend, but the rabbi simply waved his hand and refused. He was not yet twenty years old, and drinking now would hinder his work. If he smelled of alcohol, it would be difficult to explain to his superiors and colleagues.

After Whitebeard II bit open the wine cap, he began to enjoy the wine in big gulps. Edward Weible, like his adoptive father, was an alcoholic who loved drinking. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't drink every day, and he would drink even if he was sick or injured.

"Fatty, stay out of what happens inside. It's best for us not to get involved in the affairs of those big shots. If you know too many secrets, you'll die soon. I don't want to lay flowers in front of your grave." Although the rabbi spoke in a joking tone, the message contained in his words was not a joke. Small people should not meddle in the affairs of big shots, otherwise they will be the only ones who get into trouble.

Edward Weibel did not respond directly to the rabbi. He had his own persistence. Sometimes even a small person cannot help himself. He cannot control his own destiny and can only go with the flow in major events.

Instead of talking about these hurtful topics, the fat man quickly started chatting with the rabbi, asking him what he had done in the past few years and what interesting people and things he had encountered.

Rabbi did not hide anything from Edward Wembley. In the past two years, he and another exorcist have been fighting against the demonic disasters that broke out at sea, while secretly collecting devil fruits. In short, they have been running all over the sea without any rest.

Fortunately, exorcists have a high casualty rate when they are on duty. In the Black Order branch where Rabbi is located, except for him and his partner, all other exorcists have been replaced.

Too many exorcists died on the road to fighting against demons, and some were killed by humans, some were killed by pirates, and some were killed by the navy. In short, the sudden emergence of the Black Cult brought great shock to other forces at sea.

The exorcists who came out of the Black Order had very strong individual combat capabilities, but the troubles they had to deal with were more complicated than ordinary people imagined. Too many young lives had returned to the arms of God prematurely.

Edward Webber was very curious about the black hammer in the rabbi's hand, which could be big or small. It seemed that the strength would not increase whether it was bigger or smaller in the rabbi's hand, but when it hit an outsider, the doubled weight would be apparent.

"Your black hammer can produce both fire and lightning. I have never seen such a thing. It doesn't look like a technological product nor like a devil fruit. I remember that I suffered a great loss from your hammer last time we fought." Edward Weible had too many bad memories of Rabbi's black hammer. If the red-haired young man had not shown mercy, Whitebeard II would not have lived so long.

Edward Wembley took a look at the broadsword that had been with him for many years. He actually wanted to turn his beloved weapon into something like the Rabbi's Hammer, where he could use various attributes of attacks at will. He was also very tempted by the feature that it could be large or small.

The Black Order has been in the world for several years. Some of the weapons of the exorcists have fallen into the hands of other forces, but they cannot crack the secrets of the weapons and cannot use them for their own purposes.

If Fatty had asked this question last year, the rabbi would definitely not have given a direct answer. However, things were a little different this year. The Black Order began to recruit exorcists from the outside world, and the weapons equipped for the exorcists were no longer a secret. The veil behind them was finally unveiled.

Rabbi touched his beloved black hammer and patiently explained to the fat man: "You know that weapons can feed devil fruits. My weapon is a devil fruit in another sense, but the word 'devil' may have to be removed. We in the Black Sect call this thing holy."

After the devil fruit is purified by the Black Cult through some means, the devil in the fruit will completely dissipate and become a golden cube engraved with inscriptions, leaving behind the most core and original power.

The exorcism weapons used by the rabbi are relatively common equipment. Every exorcist has a matching degree to holiness. The higher the matching degree, the better the effect and the stronger the strength.

The Black Cult believes in a god. They believe that the god will perform miracles to save this suffering world, and holiness is the best protection that the god bestows on believers, helping them to have the power to defeat evil.

Every thousand years or so, the Black Order would resurrect from the background of history, take on the front lines of the fight against demons, and make numerous sacrifices for this cause.

Every time the Black Cult disappears from history, it represents the reincarnation of a world. The original order collapses, and a new order will be established on the ruins, giving birth to a civilization headed by humans.