A Bunch of Relics from the Old Era, Must You Keep Making Fools of Yourselves?

"That Marine brat's Paramecia Ability is interesting."

"He didn't even use Haki, yet he broke through those two guys' Haki defenses."

"It's only because those two are trash."

"Not Bad. Those two idiots have seriously dragged down the average standard of pirates on the Sixth Floor."

"If it were me, I could slap that Marine brat to death even through the cell bars."

Seeing Rosen clash with the prisoners, the pirates in the other cells stretched their necks one after another, eager to watch the show.

Unexpectedly.

Those two neighboring prisoners, neither of whom was an ability user, could not even withstand a single strike from Rosen. Their tongues were even sliced off.

This greatly disappointed the onlookers. Some even felt that those two had completely lowered the average standard of Infinite Hell, making them, fellow prisoners of Infinite Hell, lose face as well.

"This is Infinite Hell?"

"It doesn't seem as terrifying as you said."

"It's just a burial ground for a bunch of remnants from the old era."

Facing the ridicule, disdain, and mockery coming from all directions, Rosen turned to look at Shiryu.

Hearing This, Shiryu merely smiled.

Though he said nothing, it seemed as though he were telling Rosen that he would find out soon enough.

"Brat."

"Do you know what you just said?"

"Don't get carried away just because you defeated two pieces of trash."

"Every single one of us here is a monster the World Government had to erase from history."

Sure enough.

Upon hearing Rosen's words, the prisoners in their cells turned to look at him like enraged beasts, their Eyes filled with bloodlust and cruelty.

What did it feel like to be watched by the vast majority of pirates in Infinite Hell at once? Ask Rosen right now and you would know.

What he felt was not intangible, harmless gazes, but waves of cold, bone-chilling pressure mixed with the killing intent of a Mountain of Corpses and Sea of Blood. Like ocean tides, they surged at him from every direction, wave after wave, battering his body until his mind was torn apart and his will shattered.

If it had been any other Marine, such as that legendary King of Deserters, he likely would have been scared senseless on the spot before the thought of running could even arise.

Even a rear admiral from Headquarters would have only one outcome if overwhelmed by the pressure and killing intent of so many Infinite Hell prisoners at once.

A breakdown accompanied by screams.

On the Grand Line, pressure was also a kind of power.

Though it could not compare to Conqueror's Haki, there was simply too much of it!

In Infinite Hell, any prisoner picked at random had a bounty starting at two or three hundred million, and those were bounties from many years ago.

Dozens, even hundreds, of such pirates releasing their pressure and killing intent together had practically turned the entire prison floor into a Killing Intent Hell.

That was right.

This was no longer Infinite Hell, but Killing Intent Hell.

"Do you understand now?"

"This is the real Infinite Hell."

"Unlike every prison floor before it, there are no prison staff here to manage it, because no one can manage this bunch of monsters."

Shiryu watched Rosen, trapped amid the tide of killing intent and unable to break free, and silently thought to himself.

Every floor of Impel Down had a large number of prison staff.

Even the Fourth Layer, Burning Hell, was no exception.

Only from the Fifth Layer onward were prison staff scarcely seen.

If the Fifth Layer, Extreme Cold Hell, lacked prison staff because its environment was too freezing for them to survive in, then the Sixth Floor's Infinite Hell lacked them because there were simply too many monsters.

Any prison staff member who came here, even if the prisoners could only be locked inside their cells, had no guarantee that the monsters within those cells could not extend their claws and fangs.

The overwhelming killing intent alone had thoroughly forbidden nearly every prison staff member in Impel Down from setting foot on the Sixth Floor.

Except for Warden Magellan and Shiryu.

"A bunch of relics from the old era."

"Stop making fools of yourselves."

"Okay?"

Facing the killing-intent tide that seemed to blot out the sky and cover the earth, Rosen showed not the slightest hint of retreat. Instead, a fearsome Crimson Glint Showed in his Eyes.

Then.

He unleashed his Conqueror's Haki at full power.

Ever since he mastered Qi Body Origin Flow and his Three Colors of Haki transformed into a Qi Infant.

Ever since his battle with Tokikake and Gion, his Conqueror's Haki had risen to another level.

Ever since he experienced the Fifth Layer, Extreme Cold Hell, his spirit had grown immensely stronger.

This was the first time Rosen had released his Conqueror's Haki with Full Power.

Pressure might be a kind of power, but it was like duckweed without roots, too ethereal and insubstantial. As long as one's will was firm enough, it could be endured directly.

But Conqueror's Haki was different.

Even if it was not advanced Conqueror's Haki and could not inflict tangible physical damage, it was still genuine Haki.

Especially when it was coated around something, its destructive power could surpass even Armament Haki.

At this moment.

Centered on Rosen, Conqueror's Haki swept in every direction like raging waves.

Wherever it passed.

Be it killing intent or pressure, all of it vanished in an instant as though demons and specters had encountered a blazing sun.

Things like pressure.

Things like killing intent.

No matter how powerful they were or how numerous they became, they could only retreat before Conqueror's Haki.

"Damn it."

"That snot-nosed Marine brat actually has Conqueror's Haki?"

"Aren't Marines famously incompatible with the qualities of a king?"

"In the past century, aside from Sengoku and Garp, I've never heard of another Marine possessing Conqueror's Haki!"

Faced with the sudden appearance of Conqueror's Haki, the prisoners on the Sixth Floor all changed expression.

They had tacitly joined forces, intending to embarrass Rosen and have a little fun. Yet not only did they fail to find any amusement, they had instead become the joke.

Certainly, as monsters of this sea, no one here would be knocked unconscious by Rosen's Conqueror's Haki. But not being knocked out did not mean they could ignore it.

Having their pressure and killing intent crushed head-on was humiliating enough.

Then Rosen's Conqueror's Haki crashed down upon them like mountains collapsing and seas overturning.

The feeling was anything but pleasant.

After all, even in Infinite Hell, there were only a handful of prisoners who possessed Conqueror's Haki.

Without the qualities of a king, one could only endure Conqueror's Haki head-on.

There was no other way.

"Oh?"

"This Conqueror's Haki covers quite a wide range!"

"And it's controlled by a Marine brat?"

Feeling the Conqueror's Haki that nearly filled every corner of Infinite Hell, several prisoners who had only glanced at Rosen, Zefa, and the others when they entered Infinite Hell before withdrawing their gazes and ignoring them suddenly rose to their feet.

For example.

At the Deepest Part of Infinite Hell, there was a man clad in a tattered military uniform, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

At this moment.

He slowly sat up from the ground. A wild smile appeared on his face, and when his Eyes turned toward Rosen, Crimson Glint gradually appeared within them. Then, centered on himself, a wave of Conqueror's Haki surged toward Rosen like a hurricane sweeping across the land, roaring forward with a sky-blotting, earth-covering force.

"There's another Conqueror's Haki!"

"It's that guy."

"Now this is getting interesting."

"Once he's set his sights on him, that Marine brat is in for serious trouble. Even Zefa and Borsalino won't be able to protect him, since neither of them has Conqueror's Haki."

The prisoners in the prison were stunned at first, then each revealed teasing expressions, as though they could already see Rosen being humiliated.

"It's him."

Zefa also sensed the owner of that Conqueror's Haki, which surged forth like a mountain flood and tsunami.

"Douglas Bullet."

Borsalino still wore his usual flippant expression, but no one could see the gravity that had appeared in his Eyes beneath his sunglasses.

That was a super monster who had once rampaged through the New World and unleashed monstrous slaughter.

Even within Impel Down, he was one of the very strongest.

Borsalino remembered it Crystal Clear. In the end, they had deployed a Buster Call and forcibly exhausted Douglas Bullet's stamina and Haki before they could imprison him.

Oh, right.

The Buster Call had been led by Sengoku and Garp.