No--!!!
The world's first prison, Impel Down, reputed to be an Iron Wall, had been reduced to ruins just like that.
Just as Maud had said—
From this moment onward, Impel Down would become history.
From then on, Maud would carry those words through to the end.
Even if the Marines spent vast amounts of money and manpower rebuilding Impel Down afterward, Maud would attack it again.
Every time the Marines rebuilt it, he would destroy it.
Until the Marines gave up completely.
And besides.
For Maud, the end of Impel Down was only the beginning.
Under Maud's cold gaze, the shattered remains of the buildings rained toward the ground like flowers filling the sky.
As the prison collapsed, all sorts of things that had originally existed inside it—
Torture devices, magma, metal tools, ice layers, venom, and even the corpses of beasts and humans all fell out, mixed among countless fragments of the buildings as they scattered and crashed down toward the Marines below.
Besides those, the building debris also contained a special group of people.
"Ahhh!!!"
"What's going on?!!"
"Isn't the prison under the sea? How did it end up flying into the sky?!!"
"Huh? That's what you're worried about?!"
"Lord Ivankov, think of something quickly!!!"
A group of people dressed in alluring clothes flailed their limbs in panic as they floated weightlessly.
But such movements could not stop their descent.
"Lord Ivankov!!!"
The people falling toward the ground all looked toward a man wearing a tight, extremely low-cut bodysuit and fishnet stockings, with an extraordinarily large dark-purple afro.
Those exposed features were unforgettable after just one glance.
Facing the gazes of his many adorable subordinates, Ivankov lowered his eyelids, stroked his chin, and wore a deeply contemplative expression.
He was pondering—
Why had they been walking through