Impel Down (10)

It drifted down to the ground.

Both feet were treading on red venom.

Black leather shoes, stained with red liquid, walked step by step to Magellan, whom he had just slapped down.

At this point, the warden of Impel Down had already died.

His head was torn apart by his finger force, leaving him a headless corpse.

Long stood still, his cold eyes fixed on his defeated, lifeless opponent.

After waiting a moment, I calmly walked past him.

He has once again gained a key resource.

"!!!"

Meanwhile, the prisoners from all over the surrounding Freezing Hell were gaping in shock.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Magellan ...the great demon king of Impel Down, is he dead?

Who is that person?

One Piece? Or...

"I thought your battle would be deadlocked for a while."

A gust of yellow sand drifted down and coalesced into Crocodile's true form. He spoke to Oboro in a cold voice.

I didn't expect the battle to end so quickly.

"Time is limited. A big show is about to take place in Marineford, and I don't want to miss such a lively event," Oboro said.

"Oh, by the way, let me remind you, before Whitebeard dies, you'd better not make any rash moves, or you might end up losing more than you gain."

Are you afraid of him?

Crocodile scoffed.

"I just don't want the Navy and the World Government to benefit. Besides, our primary target is Big Mom, and I don't want all the people I just recruited to be wasted in Marineford. Also, even if Whitebeard is dead, there must be a lot of survivors in his One Piece fleet... If we kill Whitebeard in the New World, they might actually join forces with Big Mom... That would be troublesome."

"If you want to become Yonko, wouldn't Whitebeard be a better candidate? Why Charlotte Linlin of all people?"

The Crocodile frowned.

"Because... she has what I want."

Oboro smiled mysteriously, "Besides, what I want is not the title of the Yonko."

"Are you so sure Whitebeard will die?"

Crocodile asked.

"Um."

"If Whitebeard dies, the rest of the people won't pose much of a threat, except for those captains... Wouldn't it be better to wipe them out completely? Taking down two Yonko at once... the whole New World will probably be turned upside down because of it."

Crocodile gave a sinister laugh.

Undoubtedly, Crocodile now has more confidence in whether Oboro can defeat Big Mom, unlike before when he was doubtful.

The battle with Magellan made Crocodile take for the first time to truly confront Oboro's terrifying power.

"We're not the only ones watching this game."

There are hidden meanings in the seemingly vague words.

While the two were talking, Shiryu finally arrived late.

"This is what happens to you... Magellan."

"Is what you believe in... foolish or wise?"

Shiryu walked step by step to Magellan's body, a cigar dangling from his lips, staring at his 'old friend's' dead state, and mocked him.

Then, he turned his gaze away and walked towards Oboro and the Crocodile.

"Crocodile, I'm leaving the Freezing Hell to you... Shiliu, take a stroll Impel Down and kill all the remaining guards you can within the allotted time, especially that deputy warden Hannibal. Leave no one in charge of Impel Down."

Long made some arrangements.

After saying this, he put his hands in his pockets and left alone.

Shiryu was most familiar with the structure and layout of Impel Down, making him the perfect executioner for the 'insiders'.

Are you going down to the next floor by yourself?

Shiryu smiled as he watched him walk away. "Be careful, don't send out too many people at once... Even with your strength, it will still be dangerous if you send out too many people."

"Thank you for reminding me."

Without turning his head, Long raised his hand and called out perfunctorily.

Then, Shiryu exchanged another glance with Crocodile, turned and walked away.

Impel Down, the sixth level beneath the sea, Infinite Hell.

This place holds dangerous elements that the World Government wants to erase from history.

From the Celestial Dragons' perspective, the events and history caused by these people are all 'stains' that should not exist.

If Oboro is ever captured, Infinite Hell will not be his final destination.

Imu and the Five Elders either try to use his power or eliminate him on the spot, giving him no time to 'breathe,' thus increasing the variables.

In some ways, he was even more dangerous than Roger.

Da da da.

The sound of Lonely's heels striking the stone surface echoed in the pitch-black, eerily quiet prison.

Infinite Hell is the largest of the six levels of Impel Down's underwater prisons, but it also has the fewest prisoners... All the cells are independent 'blocks', shaped like boxes, scattered on the ground, and some are piled together.

However, these boxes were all made of the hardest stone, including the prison doors, which were all Seastone.

As soon as he came down the stairs, Long felt a 'stimulation' coming his way, which instantly made his nerves tense up.

It felt as if we had stumbled into some dragon's den or tiger's lair; every breath of energy was like a ferocious beast that would devour people without spitting out the bones.

"It's definitely different."

Long's eyes lit up, and she became excited.

Those who lack strength or willpower would likely collapse under the weight of this invisible pressure.

It was pitch black all around, with almost no light.

Long could clearly feel the sharp gazes emanating from the nearby cells, all focused on him... some scrutinizing, some suspicious, and some... filled with violence.

"Oh... a new face has arrived..."

"First it was that kid who said he'd save Ace, and now it's him?"

"This is rare... I never thought Impel Down would have such a day."

"Hey kid... let me go, and I'll help you with whatever you want to do."

"Hahahaha... We can help you escape this deep-sea prison. You'd better hurry, or when Magellan arrives, your fate will be the same as ours."

Various sounds came from all directions.

Compared to the impatience of prisoners on other floors, the prisoners here rarely speak up for help; instead, they mostly observe him.

"I'm sorry... Impel Down has been captured. The Magellan you're talking about is dead, as are all the administrators of this prison..." Oboro stopped and smiled. "I'm here to tell you some good news... You will soon regain your freedom and return to the sea."

However, as soon as he said this, the people in the nearby prison showed no joy or excitement whatsoever.

There were even sneers...

Clearly, everyone thought he was lying.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Oboro, and I am currently the captain of the Hell Pirates. My purpose in coming to Impel Down is to enter the Infinite Hell and find some partners among you who can work with me."

"Hazy?"

"Hell Pirates? What's that... new juniors? Never heard of them."

"However, being able to enter Impel Down means you must have some ability... but as a junior, how dare you presume to make our people your subordinates?"

"Hahahaha... Even if Whitebeard came, I might not give him the face, let alone a greenhorn like you."

"Release me now, and I'll take you out of here... Stop playing tricks. No matter how you got in or what your relationship is with that Straw Hat, you can't possibly defeat Magellan with your small force. But with my help, it's a different story. Stop dawdling and hurry up."

Oboro's remarks initially sparked a flurry of whispers and discussions.

Then, some of the voices became louder and slightly more urgent.

They clearly mistook him for Luffy's accomplice.

"Well."

Long sighed.

Indeed, words alone are not very convincing.

"Then... let's kill a few people."

Then, he curled the corners of his mouth and smiled.