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Chapter 1222: Welcome to My Impel Down!
Chapter 1222: Welcome to My Impel Down!
White energy billowed, enveloping the physical forms of four Warships. To Yin Lawa, the mist cloaked the Warships, making their physical entities within appear shadowy and indistinct. Instead of ships, it now resembled a monstrous beast surging forth from the white fog!
"Here they come!"
Yin Lawa barked a low command. The white mist halted along the shore, as if exhaling something. Condensing into a smaller mass, it peeled away from the Warships and spread toward the land.
Within the mist, a faint silhouette emerged—seemingly smaller than before, yet far more menacing, like a gaping maw ready to devour prey.
No time for words. Yin Lawa lowered his stance, fists raised, and charged forward like a leopard.
Crash!
A straight punch as sharp as a saber's draw, infused with black Armament Haki, slammed into the white energy with a thunderous boom.
The punch froze him in place.
No effect. Not even a dent. It felt like striking steel with bare flesh.
"Constance said this was 'Colossal Shield' Kas. As expected, a renowned figure from the Grand Line, but—"
Huuuuh.
Yin Lawa raised his other fist. A swirling blue wind spiraled around his forearm like a miniature tornado.
Unified Haki!
"I'm no ordinary man either! Fierce Fist!!"
Dang!!
Another straight punch crashed into the white energy, producing a majestic thunderclap. This time, the impact left a deep depression in the energy, rippling outward like water waves from the point of contact, trembling like liquid.
Yin Lawa's eyes gleamed with a savage light as a grin spread.
It worked!
Inside the white energy, Kas stiffened. He felt the pain.
Within Justice, damage was shared among three thousand. Feeling pain meant this opponent's strength was no joke.
No wonder he'd eroded Kaido's territory so thoroughly. But—
"This level still won't stop us!"
Kas raised his saber, gripping the hilt tightly. "Everyone, for Justice—we strike together! Fivefold!"
The white energy surged, encircling Yin Lawa at blinding speed. It pierced into the pirate ranks behind him, gradually enveloping them.
Within the white energy, Yin Lawa's fist smashed into a writhing figure. He roared, "Follow me!!"
Six thousand men faced the white energy, fear flickering across their faces. But memories ignited resolve. One by one, they drew weapons and clashed with the encroaching mist.
Meanwhile, at Impel Down.
A wisp-like human figure descended onto the underwater sea platform. Already, numerous prison guards stood at attention. As the figure landed, they saluted in unison. At the central area stood a golden-haired beauty in a prison guard uniform, collar open, hat tilted.
"Kuro Admiral, I'm Domino, Chief Warden here."
Kuro's foot barely touched ground when he pulled a cigar from his coat, lit it, and exhaled a plume of smoke. "Appreciate the effort."
Domino led him through the entrance—the first sea-level floor of Impel Down.
This area housed prison guard offices and served as the screening zone for visitors. It also contained the 'Purification Chamber.'
To prevent prisoners from carrying pathogens, they'd be thrown into boiling water for sterilization before being classified by bounty and danger level.
As Kuro entered the grand hall, he spotted a man standing with arms crossed.
The man had a demonic face, wore a black uniform, and beneath his hat, a pharaoh-like headdress. Seeing Kuro, he grinned.
"I'm the warden here—Warden Hannyabal!"
He paused, then burst into self-satisfied laughter. "Finally! I can finally call myself Warden! Ahahaha!"
Kuro: "..."
He gestured toward the man, asking Domino, "Is he alright?"
Domino shook her head. "Since the Incident, Hannyabal's been like this after becoming Warden."
"Where's Magellan?" Kuro asked.
"Deputy Warden?" Domino considered. "Probably in the restroom. Need to see him, Admiral?"
"No need. Take me to Level Six directly."
"Yes, Admiral."
Ignoring Hannyabal—who'd already struck a pose—the two strode past.
"Hey! Don't ignore me!"
Hannyabal called after them.
"Golden Lion! Kuro! Don't ignore me! I'm the Warden of Impel Down! Warden! We're peers!"
Kuro tugged his lips, glancing at Hannyabal's pitiful expression. "What do you want?"
Kuro knew Hannyabal well.
Former Deputy Warden, now Warden. After the Impel Down uprising, Magellan took full responsibility, demoted himself, and handed the position to Hannyabal.
Though not strong, Hannyabal had integrity. Internal documents mentioned Magellan's report: he'd held off waves of escaping pirates alone, fighting to the death without retreating.
"I wanted to say—"
Hannyabal's expression turned serious. "Welcome to my... Impel Down!!"
He spread his arms, eyes gleaming with ecstasy.
Finally! He'd long prepared this line for his admired guests.
When news of Golden Lion's arrival spread, he'd started rehearsing.
Not just because Kuro was an Admiral. Even as a Vice Admiral, Hannyabal had followed him—this man hailed in newspapers as the [Old Era's Nemesis], who'd hunted down Impel Down escapees.
For Impel Down, which had lost face and suffered mass escapes, Kuro was a welcome figure.
Sure, his vigilante justice and killings were problematic, but Hannyabal understood. It didn't diminish his admiration.
"Come! Let's discuss Justice together, Kuro!!"
Eyes wide, Hannyabal prepared to speak—but found empty space ahead. No one remained.
"Kuro! Kuro?! Hey! You're really snubbing this Warden?!"
The hall echoed with Hannyabal's cry.
...
The elevator descended. Kuro and Domino stood within, watching the passing lights.
First Level: Hell of the Red Lotus.
Second Level: Beast Hell.
Third Level: Hunger Hell.
Fourth Level: Scorching Heat Hell.
As the elevator reached the fourth level, Kuro's gaze sharpened. A demon-like figure stared back from within. They exchanged nods.
Magellan. Impel Down's strongest combatant. A proper greeting was necessary.
Fifth Level: Extreme Cold Hell.
The elevator halted at the final destination—the sixth level of the underwater prison: Infinite Hell.
The sixth level differed entirely from the first five. The upper levels held prisoners with set sentences, assuming they survived the torment. Survive until release, and they'd truly be freed.
But Infinite Hell had no such concept. This level housed only the most dangerous criminals. The World Government deemed them too threatening, discarding them here permanently.
Though most were death-row inmates, Kuro understood—ordinary punishment couldn't kill them. Many were Devil Fruit users. Killing them too quickly would allow the Devil Fruit to reincarnate. Better to imprison them here.
"Truly abyssal..."
As the elevator doors opened, Kuro gazed into the endless abyss and sighed. "This place isn't as dramatic as the upper prisons. Just letting them fend for themselves?"
(End of Chapter)
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