One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The highest alert alarm of Impel Down suddenly rang throughout the prison, like a sharp sting, penetrating every corner.

The walls were shaking, the air was filled with tension and confusion, and even the ground seemed to be trembling slightly.

Magellan had just walked out of the toilet, his hand still covering the stomachache caused by the "Poison-Poison Fruit".

He looked unhappy and frowned. It was obvious that the alarm had disrupted his original plan.

Just as he frowned in confusion, a panting jailer hurried over, looking nervous and with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Director Magellan, there's a riot in the entire prison, and the situation is getting out of control!"

The jailer spoke hurriedly, with a hint of panic and powerlessness in his voice. It was obvious that he had experienced countless failed attempts to suppress the protests.

Magellan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then his eyes widened in disbelief, anger burning rapidly in his heart.

"What's going on? I just went to the bathroom, why did the prison become so chaotic?"

He couldn't help but roar in a low voice, his eyes full of anger and anxiety. He couldn't believe that in the short moment he was away, Impel Down had fallen into complete chaos.

The jailer's face was filled with fear as he reported to Magellan everything that had happened during this period: the Blackbeard Pirates had sneaked into Impel Down, broken through the defenses, and cooperated with the villains on the sixth floor... Pirates at every level had been released, and the riot had spread rapidly like a plague.

Hearing this, Magellan clenched his fists tightly, and the anger he had been suppressing could hardly be suppressed.

"The Blackbeard Pirates..."

He gritted his teeth, whispered the name, and there was a cold murderous look in his eyes.

Magellan had always been proud of the majesty and impregnable defenses of Impel Down, but now the prison was out of control right under his nose. A riot was sweeping the entire prison, causing the rage in his heart to burn fiercely.

"Quick, go organize some people to encircle and suppress these pirates. Make sure to suppress the riot."

Magellan issued urgent orders in a low and firm voice. It was obvious that the situation had become so critical that there was no room for compromise.

His expression was still tense, like a volcano that could erupt at any time. “I’ll go to the sixth floor exit and block them first.”

Just as he was about to act, another jailer rushed over in a hurry, looking even more flustered, even speaking incoherently, and shouted breathlessly: "No, it's bad! The pirates have broken through the 5th floor, we can't stop them!"

There was despair in his voice, as if the last line of defense of Push City was collapsing in an instant.

Magellan's expression became more serious.

A chill crept up his spine, and his clenched fists trembled slightly, as if he was trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

He knew that if the villains on the sixth floor joined forces with the thugs above, Impel Down would be plunged into an unprecedented crisis, and even the entire world would suffer.

As the jailer reported, Magellan's mind quickly imagined the pirates releasing more prisoners.

The defenses of each area were broken by the pirates, and the prisoners walked out and joined the rioters, and the situation took a turn for the worse.

Thousands of pirates have gathered, their eyes filled with a mad desire for freedom, like a group of out-of-control beasts, unstoppable.

Magellan took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

His face was still gloomy, but there was a hint of calm determination in his eyes.

He knew that he was the last line of defense for the city. If he fell, the prison would fall completely.

Without any hesitation, he turned and walked towards the sixth floor, his steps steady and full of murderous intent.

"No matter how many people they release, no matter who they are... none of these thugs will ever get out of this prison!"

Magellan swore a secret vow in his heart, his pace quickened, and an extremely firm determination burned in his eyes.

This time, he was determined to suppress it all with his own strength, even at the cost of his life.

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In the prisons on various levels of Impel Down, the pirates' riots swept across everything like a flood, and their anger and long-suppressed tyrannical nature broke out in full force.

Every pirate had a twisted smile of excitement on his face, as if the long-awaited revenge had finally come upon these jailers.

There was madness in their eyes, and they swung their weapons mercilessly at the poor defenders.

“We’re almost at the fourth floor!!!”

A fanatical pirate shouted loudly, waving a bloody long sword, with a smile on his face, and roared in victory.

His eyes were full of brutality. The blood and broken bodies before him made him go crazy, and the pleasure in his heart could not be suppressed.

"Let these perverted jailers go to hell!!!"

another pirate shouted, his voice filled with hatred and fanaticism.

He raised the weapon in his hand and smashed it hard at the fallen jailer, ending his life without mercy.

Blood splattered on his face, as if it were a ritual symbolizing victory.

Their laughter echoed in the narrow prison corridor, forming a terrible contrast with the screams of the jailers.

The pirates pounced on the defenseless jailers like hungry wolves. Their attack was not only for freedom, but also to vent their long-pent-up anger.

The jailers were originally the guardians of Impel Down, but now they have become the targets of their wanton slaughter, as if the oppression and torture they have suffered over the years have finally found an outlet to explode.

"Kill them all!!!"

A muscular pirate roared and swung a huge hammer to smash the chest of a jailer.

He looked at the jailer who fell like a rag in front of him and let out a low laugh, a laugh that was completely devoured by hatred.

The ground beneath his feet was already stained red with blood, and the strong smell of blood filled the air, making him suffocate.

Every time a jailer fell, the pirates' laughter became more shrill.

They laughed wildly and unscrupulously, as if the massacre before them was a grand carnival.

A jailer tried to escape, but was grabbed by the back of the neck by a pirate. The pirate's strong arms pinned him to the ground like an iron clamp, and then a dagger flashed with a cold light and stabbed into his back.

The jailer let out one last shrill scream, and then quickly fell silent.

Faced with this crazy force, the jailers on the fourth floor were defeated one after another.

Although they were once proud of their defensive strength in Impel Down, they were helpless in the face of these fanatical pirates.

Every line of defense was easily defeated, like a dead leaf in the wind, unable to withstand the impact of the storm.

The jailers' fear spread, their eyes were filled with despair, many had lost their will to fight and even began to flee in all directions.

The pirates looked at the struggling jailers with no mercy in their eyes, only cold cruelty and ruthless madness.

They laughed, predators gleaming in their eyes, and mercilessly slashed at the fallen jailers with their weapons, causing blood to splatter everywhere.

"Is this the so-called 'strongest line of defense' of Impel Down? Hahahaha, what a joke!"

A pirate kicked the body of a jailer away with his foot and laughed mockingly, his voice full of contempt and disdain.

Impel Down, a place that once terrified all criminals, is now nothing more than a hunting ground in their eyes, and those once proud defenders are now just prey, allowing them to be slaughtered at will.

Under the leadership of the great pirate, these villains who were once imprisoned in Impel Down Castle were unstoppable and destroyed all defenses wherever they went.

The madness and desire to escape from the cage burned in each of their eyes, a desire to be unrestrained and wanton.

There is no real alliance between them, but at this moment, they are driven by a common goal, which is to destroy everything, escape from this prison, and return to the ocean of freedom.

"Hurry up! Once we get out of this damn place, we can have a big fight!"

The pirates held their weapons tightly in their hands and walked quickly, as if they had seen the infinite possibilities after returning to the sea.

Their footsteps echoed in the passage, gradually approaching the exit of the fourth floor.

At this moment, the jailers of Push City were forced to retreat to the last line of defense, and in their eyes, apart from endless fear, there was only despair.

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