Maybe the only thing more of an eyesore than this is the "Meromero" version of Sweetbeard.
...
Teach stood frozen there, listening to the uproarious laughter from all directions, without moving for a long time.
He stared blankly at the reflection on the ground, his breathing growing heavier, while his wings continued to flap mechanically.
It's not the Dark-Dark Fruit.
It's not the Dark-Dark Fruit...
How could this happen!
More than twenty years of waiting...
More than twenty years of endurance...
Has only resulted in this hideous and nauseating appearance, and these constantly buzzing fly wings?!
Looking around at the bastards laughing joyfully.
Killing intent!
A chilling killing intent, accompanied by boundless anger, sprouted from Teach's heart, almost swallowing his reason, eager to make a move and twist the necks of everyone laughing.
But in the end, this killing intent quickly dissipated.
"Aaaaaahhh!!!"
Teach suddenly let out an inhuman howl, frantically scratching at his own back, trying to tear off the wings, "This isn't real! Disappear, disappear now!!!"
However, the more agitated he became, the more joyfully the wings flapped, even spinning him around in the air.
This time, he truly resembled a headless fly sprayed with insecticide, flailing between the columns, looking especially ridiculous and laughable.
"Teach! Come down first, calm down!"
Marco stopped laughing, lifted his head and shouted worriedly.
He stood up, came to mid-air, trying to grab the out-of-control Teach, but was forced back by the whirlwind caused by Teach's frantically flapping wings.
"Don't come near me!"
Teach shouted with red eyes, or rather, his countless compound eyes were originally red, "Laugh! Laugh! Laugh! Is it that funny! Pretending to comfort here, I've turned into a fly, could you remain calm if it were you?"
"What, does the mythical Phoenix want to show off in front of a fly?"
"Zehahaha!! You, Neptune, and that Shano, all colluded, all deceiving me, wanting me to turn into a fly and make a fool of myself, right!"
"Teach!"
Marco frowned, understanding Teach's collapsing mood at the moment, but... "You're getting more and more unreasonable, don't do this."
"What does it matter, I'm a fly, is there anything worth caring about anymore, I'm a fly!!!"
Watching this big fly still crazily crashing and flying around, cracking many parts of the banquet hall's ceiling and columns.
Marco sighed.
In a flash, he came behind him and kicked hard.
"Sorry, Teach."
Teach's body stiffened, and he fell straight from the sky, fainting on the ground.
His body reverted from a silvery green fly to human form, but still retained some beastly traits, such as the glossy skin and hands and feet curled like tentacles...
Shano glanced over and quickly looked away, afraid he couldn't help but burst out laughing again.
However, speaking of which...
This guy is quite an actor.
Just from a random kick from Marco, he fainted?
Impossible.
Even without relying on the fruit's power, this guy's physical prowess is nearly at the world's highest standard.
Most of that hysterical, crazed babbling earlier was probably an act.
It's simply the great gap of unfulfilled ambitions and sudden disappearance of hopes that made Blackbeard's emotions crash, even giving him the urge to kill everyone present.
But his deep scheming made him realize in an instant that for now, he can't set up his own faction and pursue his dreams, and must continue mingling on Whitebeard's ship, without tearing faces for real.
So, he simply played along, feigning an inability to accept reality, waiting for Marco to knock him out with a kick.
This way, he could vent out the emotions without letting rage warp reason, while also preserving a shred of his dignity.