Corpses littered the deck, blood and flesh splattered everywhere. The members of the Vincent Moke family once again stood up from the darkness. Their originally cold and emotionless eyes had an additional trace of a mysterious black line.
The floating Poseidon slowly descended, the giant mouth opened, and Doflamingo walked into the mouth of the giant beast with the members of the Vincent Moke Family.
The dark and deep "hole" closed, and Poseidon slowly sank into the deep sea and left towards the Calm Belt.
The half-sunk battleship was salvaged and towed away, and a layer of Seastone inlaid in the bottom of the ship will be recycled, refined and polished into a high-concentration fine powder, and sent to the experimental base in the Upside Down Mountain for the birth of Helena.
Outside the Upside Down Mountain.
The moving territory of the Germa Kingdom was waiting quietly. A few days later, a terrible shadow emerged from the sea, and Judge came out of it and ordered the fleet to sail to the New World and conclude the marriage with the Charlotte Family as agreed.
Everything was progressing intensely. On the sea that had temporarily calmed down, the hidden undercurrents were surging. As a piece of news that shook the world came out from Marin Fanduo, the entire sea began to shake.
Portkas Ace, the son of the Pirate King, who is now the Captain of the Second Division under Whitebeard, and three other Captains were captured by Marines and will be executed in Marin Van Do in half a year.
On the other hand, Crocodile Crocodile was escorted into Impel Down, and the vacant position of Shichibukai was taken over by Blackbeard Marshall D. Teach, a traitor under Whitebeard.
Suddenly, the whole world was shaken, and the turbulent undercurrents began to emerge from the bottom of the sea, and the center of all these spearheads was directed at Whitebeard, Edward Newgate!
People with discerning eyes can see that the public execution half a year later is a trap arranged by Marine Headquarters, and it is also a letter of war issued by Marine Headquarters to Edward Newgate.
Several other emperors in the New World finally couldn't hold back and began to make all kinds of frequent and hidden contacts in private. The forces under their command began to sharpen their swords and prepare to go. Obviously, they didn't intend to miss this big show.
… … …
Impel Down.
Submarine Prison!
It was like a circular building, but it stood in the depths of the sea. This was the first half of the Calm Belt. Countless huge and hungry sea kings lived outside the prison, forming a circle of iron walls.
On the gloomy walkway, a hunched figure in a gray-white prison uniform walked into the interrogation room with shackles made of Seastone. The heavy iron door was closed, and soon there was a shrill scream coming from inside.
"The newly escorted prisoners must go through the cruel punishment in the interrogation room, let them understand that they must obey the rules in Impel Down!"
Wearing a Pharaoh's costume on his head, his belly bulging like a demon's, and his hand holding a trident, Deputy Warden Hannibal stared at the new batch of prisoners with a sinister expression.
Next to the interrogation room was a toilet. At this moment, there was the sound of the toilet flushing. Kacha, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a stinky black gas drifted out.
A black horn, a huge and burly body with bat-like wings behind it. The whole person looked like a demon crawling out of hell. It was Magellan, the Warden of Impel Down.
As soon as he came out, the jailers around him subconsciously moved away, as if they were afraid of being poisoned by his breath.
"This is the new batch of prisoners. Several of them have special identities. They are the captains under Whitebeard!" Hannibal handed the list of jailers to Magellan.
"Put them on the sixth floor!" Magellan said.
Impel Down is divided into six floors. The lower the level of prisoners is, the higher the level of prisoners. The sixth floor is called the Eternal Hell, which means to sink into the torture of hell forever.
The number of prisoners is extremely small. Each one is held alone in a cramped steel cage. The air is always filled with poisonous gas that makes people weak and tired. Only one meal a day is provided. It is cold and even moldy food to maintain the minimum life consumption of the prisoners.
Every one of those imprisoned on the sixth floor was once a great pirate whose name had shaken the four seas. Their strength could be called monstrous, but they were all imprisoned in cramped cages like livestock. Their limbs were locked with heavy Seastone shackles, and their necks were wrapped with sharp collars to ensure that they absolutely could not break free from the shackles.
The extremely harsh environment is the hell that the jailers are not willing to set foot in. Only the domesticated jailer beast will patrol the sixth floor.
In the dim darkness.
The sound of the shackles hitting the ground was heard. In the deathly silent cage, a pair of crocodile-like cold pupils suddenly opened and looked at the prisoners who were escorted in. In the dark without light, Crocodile's mouth evoked a strange arc. "Finally!"
Kah!
The door of the sixth floor was closed, and a strange sneer suddenly came out of the dead darkness. A jailer beast next to him, who was irritated by the laughter, opened its stinky mouth and roared at the cage. Its sharp claws scratched the cage and made a clanging echo.
"Is it going to start?" Crocodile straightened his tired body and leaned his back against the cold iron cage. Frostbite appeared on his back.
In the cracked frostbite, a black tentacle drilled out from under the flesh and fell to the ground silently, like a creeping shadow, like some kind of release signal.
A strange vertical crack appeared in the dark air. The trace was torn from the middle, and countless black tentacles drilled out.
"The gears of the world are turning. I have smelled the scent of a new era. The old sins will be cleaned up, and the world that belongs to us will come quietly!"
In the deep and low voice, countless black lines converged into an open door.
Rubber leather boots stepped on the cold ground, and the head of the jailer beast that was howling wildly flattened strangely. Its head exploded, and scarlet blood smeared on the ground like bright red petals.
In the darkness, the eyes of the surveillance insects hanging in the corner of the wall all trembled. Poisonous snakes appeared out of thin air, opened their bloody mouths, and swallowed them into their stomachs.
Endless black vortexes gushed out from the door and stuck to the cold cage. The rust stains quickly corroded the surface of the iron cage, and the sound of chewing and rubbing echoed in the air. Soon, the iron bars were corroded and devoured, becoming rust-like dregs that piled up at the foot of the cage.
The collar on the neck was entangled by the black silk threads, and the shackles that bound the hands and feet cracked in the middle, and then they were broken.
"Yarlin!"
Crocodile broke free from the shackles, and the wound on his back suddenly appeared dense rust worms that wriggled and quickly healed. A black magnetic sand surged around him. He looked at Yarlin with fanaticism and awe in his eyes. "The world belongs to the army!"
Yarlin turned his hand, and a black seed fell from his palm …
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