Four Factions

The once-chaotic Impel Down suddenly fell silent.

Guards, jailers, prisoners, Jailer Beasts, wild animals, and even the Den Den Mushi throughout the prison rolled their eyes back and collapsed beneath the pressure of Conqueror's Haki.

At that moment, the only sounds were the ruins, no longer under Shiki's control, crashing down from above, and seawater pouring through the cracks in the surrounding walls.

Level 5, Freezing Hell.

Beneath the howling blizzard lay guards, jailers, and prisoners sprawled across the ground.

Only a handful of people managed to hold on without passing out.

The swordsman named Doug Rice was one of them.

Having only been imprisoned in this hell not long ago, he had not yet been drained too badly by the harsh environment.

Even so, faced with the terrifying Conqueror's Haki weighing down on both his body and mind like a mountain, he had to bite down on his tongue to keep himself conscious through the pain.

Fortunately, that terrifying burst of Conqueror's Haki lasted only an instant.

Before long, the wind and snow faded, and all was silent.

Only then did Doug Rice loosen his taut nerves and gulp down the freezing air.

Looking around, he saw that none of his fellow inmates had awakened.

"So... so terrifying... That kind of Conqueror's Haki... was it Golden Lion?"

In Doug Rice's eyes, only the legendary pirate Shiki could possess such terrifying Conqueror's Haki.

Yet when he rushed to the cell door and looked outside, he did not see even a trace of Shiki.

Then, an explosion rang out.

Doug Rice looked toward the snowstorm-covered forest not far away.

Two figures burst through abandoned buildings in the forest and leaped into the air.

When he saw those two figures soaring into the sky, Doug Rice's pupils widened involuntarily, and he cried