chapter 147 part 2
The doors of another elevator slowly opened, and an enraged figure walked out.
His appearance was like a farm owner wielding a whip arriving to find his slaves had been slacking off all day. His aura instantly suppressed the prisoners!
There were even convicts who were already mentally broken, who immediately dropped to their knees and kowtowed, shouting, "I don't want to escape! I-I was forced into this!"
Magellan's oppressive presence on the prisoners was immense. A single glance was enough to knock the recently cheering and leaping convicts back to their original state.
This was because the reason these prisoners' abilities and stamina had been weakened to such an extent was entirely due to a special injection created by the World Government using Magellan's powers.
Having been injected with this poison for years, this group of convicts had long since developed a deep-seated fear of the source of the poison.
Just a diluted dose of the poison could make a person feel as weak as a Devil Fruit user falling into the sea.
So if they were hit head-on by Magellan's concentrated poison...
Magellan snorted coldly and roared at the convicts.
"This is Impel Down! Even if you scoundrels grow wings, you won't escape punishment! Surrender obediently, and you might be spared physical suffering!"
"Otherwise, I will ensure you all turn to bloody paste in this endless poison hell, your souls scattered, as a warning to others!"
Magellan's aura shot straight up to the ceiling of the Blazing Hell!
With such a man guarding it, Impel Down deserved its reputation as an iron fortress!
However, if it were just one Magellan...
"Rumble—"
From the elevator that the Red Earl and Ren Arakawa had just destroyed, a figure flew out!
Shiryu of the Rain, chewing on a cigar, held a struggling prisoner in his hand. With a flash of his blade, he gave everyone a welcoming performance!
"Shiryu!"
Magellan, seeing a prisoner executed right in front of him, trembled with anger!
"Hehehehe..." Shiryu laughed maniacally. "It's come to this, and you're still concerned about the lives of these prisoners? They should be killed!"
Magellan sighed, "I'll deal with you after this is over!"
With that, he threw a ball of poison at the crowd.
"Ahhhh!"
Screams instantly filled the Blazing Hell. The most difficult hurdle of the escape had finally arrived.
Ren Arakawa sighed, "We can't team up."
He and the Red Earl exchanged a look, their thoughts aligned. They rushed towards their respective opponents.
Seeing Ren Arakawa running over, Magellan activated his ability.
"Poison Dragon!"
Before Ren Arakawa could finish his hand seals, Ivankov leaped over.
She blinked her eyes rapidly, and a visible blast of wind shot towards the Poison Dragon.
"DEATH WINK!"
Rumble...
The Poison Dragon exploded, splashing everywhere. Many unlucky convicts were poisoned by it and lost their ability to move.
Ivankov looked at Ren Arakawa beside her. "Sentimental boy, I'll deal with him! You escape quickly!"
Ren Arakawa's expression was anxious, his hands moving ceaselessly. "What nonsense are you talking about?! Don't mess this up now! Follow the plan I laid out! Ivankov! Right now, you're the only one who can make sure that wicked woman Catarina Devon carries out the plan!"
Lightning also urged, "Just listen to him! Your Majesty! Go quickly!"
Ivankov's face was full of reluctance. "You must, you must hold on! You still have to marry your childhood sweetheart!"
Ren Arakawa nearly choked on his own saliva. He took a deep breath and roared, "See you on the sea!"
On the other side of the field!
Shiryu of the Rain and the Red Earl stood facing each other, their bodies exuding a chillingly powerful aura that made the surrounding air feel heavy and oppressive.
The cigar in the corner of Shiryu's mouth flickered with his breathing. Amidst the swirling smoke, his eyes revealed a cruel, bloodthirsty light.
The Red Earl, on the other hand, stood as straight as a pine tree. The famed sword in his hand, Raiu, which emitted a biting chill, was pointed at the ground. His gaze was deep and icy, as if he could see through Shiryu's entire life.
Suddenly! Shiryu moved!
His figure was like a phantom, vanishing from his spot in an instant.
The next second, with a loud "CLANG," a cold glint flashed as their two blades clashed violently!
The force of this blow was so great that it actually produced a visible shockwave that spread outwards. The surrounding rubble and debris were instantly sent flying by this shockwave!
The Red Earl grunted coldly, the muscles in his arm tensing. With a powerful flick, he parried Shiryu's tachi.
Immediately after, he spun around, his famed sword Raiu cutting horizontally with a whistling sound, sending a sharp sword aura hurtling towards Shiryu.
Shiryu, however, was unhurried. He held his tachi vertically in front of him and shouted, "Hell!"
In an instant, a black blade aura surged from his tachi, colliding head-on with the Red Earl's sword aura!
Another earth-shattering boom! This time, the collision produced an intense flash of light and impact, forcing the surrounding prisoners to shield their eyes and dodge this powerful force.
The two went back and forth, the light of their blades and the shadows of their swords weaving together, dazzling the eyes!
This was a duel between Great Swordsmen.
Without his favored sword, even though Shiryu was in his prime, he couldn't take down the great pirate who once rivaled Whitebeard and Roger, Byrnndi World.
But "The Lonely Red," due to prolonged malnutrition and his advanced age, couldn't do anything to Shiryu either, even with the help of a divine weapon.
Ren Arakawa took a moment to glance at the situation over here and silently breathed a sigh of relief.
It was a good thing he had auto-looted Shiryu's sword. If not for that, today's situation would have been truly difficult to predict.
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The sea breeze blew gently, stirring up faint ripples that softly lapped against the hull of the warship, making a pleasant "sloshing" sound.
Sunlight scattered across the sea, sparkling and reflecting golden rays, making this stretch of water look like a serene and peaceful painting.
However, beneath this tranquility lurked an atmosphere of tension and solemnity.
On the warship, Marine soldiers were lined up neatly, their rifles aimed steadily at the distant main gate of Impel Down.
Their expressions were extremely tense, their foreheads covered in fine beads of sweat.
Although they wore neat Marine uniforms and stood tall, the hands gripping their weapons tightly, and the slightly trembling fingertips, still betrayed their inner anxiety.
Among these Marines, a Vice Admiral paced back and forth with steady steps, periodically checking on the state of his soldiers.
When Vice Admiral Maynard noticed a Newcomer Marine, he saw that the young man's collar was already soaked with sweat, and his eyes revealed nervousness and immaturity.
Maynard frowned slightly, then took a clean handkerchief from his own pocket. He smiled and handed it to the Newcomer Marine, saying softly, "Don't be nervous."
The Newcomer Marine was somewhat flattered. He hurriedly reached out with both hands to take the handkerchief, a blush rising on his face.
He quickly stood at attention and gave Vice Admiral Maynard a standard military salute, his voice trembling slightly as he said, "Thank you, sir!"
Vice Admiral Maynard smiled and waved his hand. His gaze swept over the surrounding soldiers, and then he raised his voice, speaking in a calm and confident tone, "Everyone relax a bit! You should know, with Magellan guarding Impel Down, it's an iron fortress. It's impossible for anyone to escape! As long as we do our jobs and hold our positions, there won't be any problems!"