It is not known how long Impelton Prison has existed, but it seems that when the World Government appeared, this large prison hidden in the deep sea also appeared. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's like light and shadow, good and evil, the positive and the negative are interdependent, and it's extraordinarily ironic.

Lv.3 Hunger Hell.

It's like a desert that is endless, full of sand as far as the eye can see, and all life is gone.

But here is different from the ordinary desert, the sand spreads out, not the color of the yellow sand, but reveals a dead gray white.

As the name suggests, the people of Impelton have little food to serve in this level of hell, and they do not shackle the prisoners.

The prisoners who were held here could only engage in the most primitive hunting activities if they did not want to starve to death. And in this desert, in addition to the jailer beasts, the only people who can hunt are each other, who are also prisoners. Predating on each other because of hunger is nothing new.

Here, death is never the end, and there is absolutely nothing for those prisoners who are imprisoned to pay respect to the dead. Or is it the greatest respect to be able to keep the living alive?

Batches of the dead were crushed and scattered, and gradually became this desolate and dead gray desert.

This is the forbidden land of life, and this is the kingdom of death.

……

The sand of lv.3 stepped on the soles of his feet, making a soft sound. The heat contained in it can be felt even through the soles of your shoes. At the same time, it's a feeling that Crockdahl is quite familiar with and misses.

He didn't know how the environment in this layer was simulated, but whether it was sand or daylight, it had eighty percent of the fire of Alabastan, the difference was that it was more dead and silent, and at the same time, it was a little less magnificent than a real desert.

Naturally, there is no desert anywhere that can be compared to Alabastan as there is no waterfall at all, just as it can be compared to the waterfall of an upside-down mountain.

Compared to lv.4, the team behind Crockdahl has grown a little bit at this time. In addition to the prisoners who were recruited one after another on the way to the director's office, there was also a big man who didn't know what he was thinking......

Former Warden Chief of Impelton, Hiryu no Rain.

It was on the way from Lv.4 to Lv.3, when Crockdahl's gang had successfully looted Impelton's warehouse, not only getting supplies of food and medicine, but also finding clothes and weapons that suited them. Regardless of the quality of the weapon, whether it was easy or not, at least after changing out of prison uniforms, they were much more energetic.

And Crockdahl, naturally, is still dressed in that familiar outfit. A white shirt, a black suit, a long trench coat, and even a few boxes of high-end cigars found him.

Don't wonder why Impelton has these things, just think about how their clothes, makeup, food, wine, etc. came to be in the new Shemale Paradise.

Straight to the point......

When Crockdahl reached the staircase leading to lv.3, a person had already appeared there first, leaning against the staircase's pillar, seemingly waiting for him.

It was an unforgettable man, although he was not tall, but his shoulders were broad, and just standing there seemed to fill the whole world. He had a cigar in his mouth, and the smoke rose from the flickering firelight, and behind the smoke his expression seemed to be smiling.

In his arms, he also held a long knife with a sheath. The blade was hidden in the sheath, and there was no edge in sight, but the fierceness hidden in it could still be felt, like a bloodthirsty beast, buzzing.

There is no doubt that this is a demon knife, even if it is not one of the famous ghosts, it is definitely not far behind. And the person who can subdue this demon sword is undoubtedly a fierce person.

But that's not the point, it's his eyes that matter......

At first glance, those eyes are as breathtaking as the eyes of a peerless beast. And from the moment his figure appeared, a strange aura enveloped the surrounding space. Being in it, like a prey being firmly targeted, the chill comes from the bottom of the heart, soaks the soul, and makes people dare not move.

"Hiryu of the rain?" Seemingly asking a question, Crockdahl spoke in an affirmative tone.

Although the person who appeared in front of him was very different from the one in the prison in his impression, the two had the same body shape and the same appearance.

Of course, Crockdahl ruled out the possibility of an MR.2 imitation almost immediately. After all, although von Clay can imitate the face and the face, the temperament of that person cannot be imitated. It's like no one can imitate the sourness that belongs to Wang Han.

This is a matter of pure strength, not the reason for imitating the ability of the fruit. Perhaps, when von Clay's strength is strong, he will be able to imitate even his temperament. Even, if his fruit ability reaches the level of awakening, maybe even the ability of the person being imitated can be imitated!

"Oh, I see!" After staring at it for a moment, Crockdahl suddenly froze. What caused the huge change in the temperament of Hiryu before and after the rain must be the knife in his hand.

Or is it really in response to that sentence, a swordsman is only fully embodied when he gets his own blade?

But no matter what, the imposing rain of Hiryu actually appeared in front of them. And in the group, except for Krokdal and Kulokas, they were all more or less oppressed by this momentum. The slight one was just vigilant and guarded, while the serious one was already frightened and cold sweating.

Among those affected, Trafalgar Rowe's performance was not bad, but it was not easy. Half a step back, not to mention for the time being, the long knife ghost crying was even more subconsciously moved by him to a position where he could draw the knife at any time.

For Crockdahl to be unaffected, Luo was naturally not surprised. After all, when he was still very young, the name of "Sand Crocodile" had already spread to the sea, and even Corazon had mentioned it to him many times with a newspaper. And this is one of the reasons why he simply and neatly agreed to Crockdahl.

In fact, after the tempering of domineering in prison, the suppression of pure momentum is difficult to have any effect on him unless he is a person of the rank of red hair or white beard.

After all, Crockdahl can now pat his chest and proudly declare: We are also overlords!

As for Kulokas, the identity of the One Piece ship doctor is enough to say it all. He has even experienced the momentum of the "Golden Lion" Shiji with the power of a hundred ships, and he still cares about the one in front of him?

However, when Luo found that the few people who came out of lv.5 were only a little nervous, he really understood his strength and position. No matter how beautiful a supernova is, he is just a newcomer in this sea......

Since the smooth sailing after sailing, to becoming a supernova with a reward of more than 100 million, the impetuousness and arrogance that he gradually accumulated have also precipitated at this moment.

There is no doubt that this will benefit him immensely in the future.