A Bountiful Harvest! The Second Prison Break Begins (Continued)

In this way, the bulk of this conscription work has been completed.

Ultimately, for these restless fellows, who could resist the temptation of a desperate, high-stakes battle with the King of the World?

In any case, it's almost impossible to turn such monsters into Hub; the current relationship is perfectly sufficient.

With a slight bend of his finger, the projection was activated.

Everything that bound Redfield was released in that instant.

"Hmm—"

Redfield twisted his neck and stretched his arms as he stood up from the ground.

"Suddenly regaining my freedom really feels a bit strange."

As he spoke, the tall, thin old man walked out of the cell.

"So,"

Redfield sized Naito. "Now you should at least tell us, what should we call you?"

"The Night King."

Naito responded with a laugh, "Just call me that for now."

"The Night King?"

Red nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, the other prisoners on this floor were also desperately trying to remember.

Then it was confirmed that they had genuinely never heard of this name before.

However, since Bullet and Red, who were the main characters, have already been released by the Night King, shouldn't it be their turn next?

Immediately, some people couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up.

"The Night King, right? I can ally with you, and I can fight against the King of the World! So, release me now!"

"Um?"

Naito slowly turned around, a smirk playing on his lips. "Aren't you guys mistaken about something?"

"Form an alliance with me?"

"Aren't you all taking yourselves way too seriously?"

The entire room fell silent.

The prisoner who had been so eager to speak earlier now had a face that was flushed red.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Redfield had already put his right hand on his hip and burst into laughter.

A disdainful smile also appeared on Bullet's lips.

It's only natural that if this Night King were to actually agree to an alliance with these idiots, he wouldn't play along with their games.

"Listen up, you scum!"

Naito calmly stated, "You have only two choices: first, submit to me; second, die here."

With Red and Bullet already as our safety net, the rest of the weaker players aren't that important.

The strongest were only Doflamingo and Paris the Sharpshooter under Ochoku.

"You said, 'surrender'?"

A voice, tinged with surprise, rang out.

This is such blatant discrimination!

"Aren't you being a bit too disrespectful!"

Naito didn't bother to answer, saying bluntly, "I'll give you ten seconds to think about it."

The projection ability activated instantly, and cries of alarm rang out in the dimly lit prison, as everyone realized that an invisible blade was suddenly placed against their necks!

His skin had been torn apart by the blade, and scalding blood flowed down the wound.

You'll die!

Everyone realized that refusing this guy meant certain death!

Or should we feign submission first, and then find a chance to escape after we've already made our way out?

Then.

"I submit! Lord Night King, I am willing to submit to you!"

"Me too! Me too!"

Such sounds came from all directions.

Redfield's smile widened.

This scene looks so familiar.

These guys are probably thinking the same thing as those guys back then.

Unfortunately, they hadn't yet realized what kind of abilities this self-proclaimed Night King possessed.

"Since you've submitted, then don't resist."

That's what Naito said.

Let's drift into a dream.

The next moment, the entire sixth level of the prison fell silent again, and most of the prisoners had instantly fallen into a deep sleep.

Besides the two people, there are two others: Bullet and Redfield.

What is that ability?

Doflamingo was certainly not unconscious; he was one of only two people who hadn't spoken of surrendering.

He was thinking about this matter at that moment.

What exactly is this intense drowsiness?

The other person, who had not yet spoken of submission, raised their voice, "I may submit to you, Night King, but you must promise me one thing!"

"Oh?"

Naito, with great interest, said, "Paris, the former top officer under Ochoku, the Paris the Sharpshooter."

"What demands do you want? You don't mean for me to commit suicide so you can avenge Ochoku, do you?"

In the dimly lit cell, Paris's body stiffened slightly.

Through a prisoner who had recently been imprisoned, he learned that the Ochoku Pirates had been destroyed by World's crew more than a year ago.

His leader Ochoku Zhi, was even killed by World himself.

And this guy in front of me, who calls himself the Night King, seems to be the mastermind behind World!

No, of course not!

Paris shook his head repeatedly, his face pale.

He didn't want to die! An invisible sword was right at his neck. If he angered this man, his head would be gone in the next instant!

He quickly replied, "Ochoku didn't come to save me, so of course I won't avenge him!"

"I only hope that you, Lord Night King, can help me avenge that damned Marine, Thousand Shadows Naito!"

Thousand Shadows Naito.

Mentioning this name, Doflamingo in the next cell also suddenly clenched his teeth.

After being imprisoned here, he spoke with Paris quite a few times, since they were both sent here by the same person.

"Thousand Shadows Naito?"

Naito found it somewhat amusing; this guy was quite vengeful.

He said with great interest, "You seem to think a little too highly of yourself, Divine Archer. Just recently, Thousand Shadows Naito had a fierce battle with Charlotte Linlin on Whole Cake Island."

"He turned Whole Cake Island upside down, and Charlotte Linlin couldn't do anything about it. Instead, she got thoroughly thrashed by him. Do you think I should go and cause trouble for him for your sake?"

Paris's face stiffened. "Charlotte Linlin..."

"How is this possible?"

Doflamingo is equally unbelievable.

Even though he was beaten helplessly when he was captured by Naito last year, that was Charlotte Linlin, one of the World's Strongest pirates!

How old is that kid? How could he possibly possess that level of power already!

Not to mention Paris and Doflamingo, even Redfield and Bullet frowned slightly.

Charlotte Linlin was also a renowned pirate in her time.

Has that young naval officer I heard about from these prisoners now possessed enough strength to rival Charlotte Linlin?

"Alright,"

After praising himself for a bit, Naito calmly asked, "Anything else you'd like to say Divine Archer?"

"I surrender!"

Paris didn't hesitate at all, almost screaming as she spoke.

What else is there to say?

Refusal means certain death, and he doesn't want to die.

He was originally a man of strong principles; if he had met this man during the period immediately after he was imprisoned, he certainly would not have compromised.

But after being imprisoned for so long, my faith gradually softened due to the endless confusion.

In the long darkness, Paris realized that everything else was an illusion; he was utterly alone. If he didn't think of himself, then who should he think of?

And then, in the next instant, he too collapsed to the ground.

So, only the last one remains.

Naito strolled to the door of Doflamingo's cell and calmly gazed at the man inside.

"I'll only say this once, Doflamingo, if you want to take revenge on the Celestial Dragons, if you want to bring down the God's Knights, the Five Elders, and even the King of the World, this is your last chance."

Doflamingo's expression kept changing.

He certainly wasn't willing to submit to the man before him.

He wasn't one of those idiotic prisoners who thought he still had a chance to turn things around.

He noticed that the second ability World was using was almost identical to the one this guy was using at the moment!

World is probably his puppet!

In that case, those prisoners who had fainted would have no chance of escaping this guy's control!