Seastone The chain dragged on the ground, making a heavy sound. Bullet slowly walked to the fence and looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him through the cell door, his eyes full of vigilance.
"I will never be anyone's slave again. If you are really stronger than me, I will not leave until I defeat you."
Bullet does not have the identity of Celestial Dragons, so naturally he does not have the privilege of reading newspapers.
Like the other prisoners here, he knows nothing about Lucas.
Impel Down only provides the amount of life-sustaining food every day. For others, it may be difficult to even stand, but for him, who was once a young soldier, it is not worth mentioning.
He has been fighting on the battlefield in this state since he was eight years old. He is only in a weak state, and there is no way to restrict him from using Haki.
His Observation Haki sensed that the aura of the silver-haired man in front of him was not inferior to his own.
"Looks like we've reached an agreement."
Lucas showed a satisfied smile and turned his head to give Kalifa a look.
Kalifa understood, and Air Door opened a door leading to Plantation Island in Bullet's cell. Sunlight poured in through the door, illuminating his resolute face.
Bullet took a look at the environment behind the door, took heavy steps, and walked into Air Door.
Air Door dissipated, and the light blue light was swallowed up by the darkness of Infinite Hell. Lucas walked to the single cell where the old man was held.
Redfield, who was imprisoned inside, opened his eyelids and spoke unhurriedly:
"I won't leave with you. And I don't want to be anyone's subordinate."
He is a legend from the old days. Before Rocks Pirates became famous, he was already a figure who could stop children crying at night.
If he had just gone to sea, he would have temporarily chosen to join a force for future plans. But now he has reached his twilight years.
Even though the young man in front of him seemed to be a person with Vampire-Vampire Fruit ability, which might make him younger, he was not willing to condescend to others.
He cannot survive on the charity of others.
"Then I wish you, senior, a happy stay here."
Lucas nodded clearly, without saying anything more, and without using the whereabouts of Brook as a bargaining chip to negotiate.
Because he knows that even this cannot make the other party truly surrender.
The legendary pirates of the old era can be killed physically, but not in their beliefs. If we could really make these people surrender 100%, Rocks Pirates would not be disbanded.
He left without looking back. The footsteps became farther and farther in the corridor.
"Sir, what should we do now? Do we have to wait for Lami to finish fighting?"
Kalifa teleported to Lucas, asked in a low voice, and subconsciously used the address to his superiors that he was taught during Guanhao Island's training.
"You are my woman, not my subordinate. Don't use such unofficial names. Just call her the same as them."
Lucas corrected softly. His eyes stopped on her face for a moment.
"Okay, old... husband."
Kalifa lowered his head. His pretty face was slightly red, and his fingers unconsciously twisted the side of the skirt.
While the two were talking, dull footsteps came from the end of the corridor ahead, dense and heavy, and merged into a low roar in the narrow corridor.
Chief Jailer Misell, who was leading four Jailer Beasts, and Beast Tamer Olegori Das, who was surrounded by a group of Brigri, blocked the two men aggressively.
Misell The military uniform pauldrons on both shoulders unfolded automatically, revealing dozens of micro-missile launch ports.
Olegori clenched his fists, and the black hairs on his arms stood up as his muscles bulged. The Brigris behind him raised the giant axes in their hands.
"Dignified Yonko actually invaded Impel Down. Do you want to recruit subordinates here?"
Misell, who recognized Lucas's identity, showed a solemn expression, and was rapidly thinking about how to face the powerful enemy in front of him.
"Let Ulti out. Let her practice her skills."
Lucas ignored the formidable enemy in front of him and sent a spiritual message to the secretary beside him.
Kalifa Opened a door Air Door. A tall woman with two horns rushed out impatiently. Her upper body was covered tightly by a white military uniform, and her lower body was in a short skirt. Her fair thighs were exposed to the air, and her calves were wrapped in long boots that extended to the middle of her thighs.
Looking at this unconventional dress, Lucas just felt disappointed.
The girls who came with him this time, except for the little maid who was obedient to him, were all rebellious by nature.
The most intuitive manifestation is the unwillingness to uniformly dress.
Everyone wants to dress in their own style, and everyone thinks their taste is better than others.
"Idiot, is this the opponent you arranged for me? There are a lot of people. It seems you still believe in my strength."
Ulti looked at the crowd of people in front of him, his pink eyes filled with some eagerness to fight.
Bang! A crisp sound exploded in the corridor.
"Stop dawdling and hurry up. You only have ten minutes."
Ulti's body stiffened for a moment, her face flushed with embarrassment. She glared at the silver-haired young man. Considering that this was not home, she did not have an attack on the spot. She silently wrote down this account in her mind, turned around and rushed towards the enemy in front.
"There must be a limit to looking down on people! This is a sacred prison, not a place for you to flirt!"
Misell, who was born in the navy, could not bear to see this kind of intimate behavior in public. His face turned red, as if he had been slapped in public.
He immediately activated his ability, and the launch holes on his shoulders fired out micro-missiles distributed in a fan shape. They accelerated rapidly during flight, leaving behind a gray-white trail.
Boom! Densely packed micro-missiles covered Ulti. The explosion fire illuminated the dim Infinite Hell corridor, and orange-red light jumped on the iron wall, projecting the silhouettes of the mummies into a twisted black shadow play.
The aftermath of the explosion bounced back and forth in the narrow space, making the cell bars on both sides buzz.
"Hmph. Was he killed so easily? It turned out to be just a recreational toy, with no use at all."
Misell snorted coldly and showed a joking expression. He maliciously speculated on the identity of Ulti.
It's not unusual for lawless criminals to have a few toys with them.
He has seen too many pirates like this. The women around him change more often than their clothes. Each one of them is just a decoration to show off.
Just when he was about to call Jailer Beasts behind him to wear down the remaining enemy's physical strength, a cold voice came from the smoke.
"Who did you say was killed? Uncle, the name you called me made me very unhappy. I have decided to kill you."
A sudden breeze blew up in the closed corridor, blowing away the smoke. Ulti was revealed standing in the center of the corridor.
At this moment, her height swelled to about seven meters. In addition to the original horns, there was an additional pair of coral-like dragon horns on her head.
The clothes on her body became proportionally larger, highlighting her now more proud curves. Part of her exposed thighs were covered with pink dragon scales, extending from the edge of the skirt to the cuffs of her boots.
Behind him, a dragon tail of the same color poked out from a specially created gap in his clothes.
TO BE CONTINUED
(PS: Ulti's set is actually based on the Sternritter girl group next door.)