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There was a dull and decaying atmosphere all around, and anyone in their right mind could not help but be affected by the oppressive atmosphere here, and couldn't help but breathe for a while.

In the corridor, even if there are constantly light sources along the way, those rays of light cannot be dispelled, and the haze shrouded here. It's as if there are countless resentful spirits here, wandering, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Dang Chang...... Da ...... Da ...... When the ...... Da ......"

With the sound of metal and stone colliding, the sound of slow but determined footsteps is faintly audible.

This is a quiet space, and any slight sound will be invisibly amplified countless times. And it was obviously the sound of the iron cable dragging against the ground, and at this time it was more like a demon asking for his life, hissing and howling.

At the end of the corridor is a thick and sturdy gate. I don't know what material it is made of, but the door doesn't look like a metal texture, but it gives people a kind of cold hardness made of metal.

With the flickering light and shadow as he walked, Portkas D. Ace came to the door.

His steps were heavy, and after being suppressed by Hailou Stone, Ace, who had lost all his strength, had to spend a lot of physical strength every step he took. What's more, the shackles that bind him are not simply heavy enough to describe. But from beginning to end, his eyes were straight ahead with a smile, not caring if he would step into the abyss next.

"Extraordinary spirit, really worthy of 'that man's child'......" Zolf J. Bradley, looking at Ace's appearance, couldn't help but admire in his heart. He was the vice admiral in charge of the Marin Vando prison system, and was also the one in charge of guarding Ace before the public execution.

Coming to the door, Bradley took a step forward and stood still. After a few seconds, the door slowly opened automatically. It seems that someone is watching behind the door, but in fact it is a product of the times designed and built by Vegapunk.

Behind the door is a large circular room, which seems to expand into infinite space in the dark environment. However, it is not very correct to say that it is round, and if it is more precise, it is more like a bowl that is buckled upside down on the ground. Being in it is like being bound by heavy shackles, and you cannot be freed.

Everything in the house, including the ceiling and floor, is black. In the darkness, some dotted blue light sources were embedded in the surrounding walls.

The point of light was cold, flashing with a strange and cold light, as if the gaze from the underworld had penetrated the barrier of the plane and penetrated into the depths of the soul.

And under the reflection of the faint light, the mirror-like marble floor is like a pool of black water at this time, so that the people in it can't help but have the illusion of falling into the endless abyss.

After bringing Ace to the middle of the room, Lieutenant General Bradley hurriedly retreated. Obviously, he didn't want to stay in this room for a moment. Even though it wasn't the first time he had brought a prisoner here, every time he came, he felt a tingling sensation on his scalp. It was the fear that came from the bottom of my heart, and it was also the deepest awe of this place.

In other words, it was his deepest fear of the Celestial Dragons.

Because this is the interrogation room secretly built by the Draconians in Marin Fando Prison. It is one of the many dark sides of Marin Fando, and it is a place that even the admiral Sengoku did not know.

……

The door to the interrogation room, after Bradley left, slowly closed, leaving Ace alone. In the faint blue light, he seemed to think of something interesting, and the corners of his mouth brought a light smile. But even in this extremely strange environment, his smile is still as hearty as the sunshine.

"Potkas, D. Ace......" appears to be a synthesized electronic sound coming from all directions, with a slight echo, chanting Ace's name.

And as the sound sounded, the whole world in the room seemed to vibrate. Immediately after, the surrounding walls began to rotate, and the blue light points brought out a trail, and in the rapid rotation, they blurred into a halo of light, and then connected into a curtain of light. Under the light curtain mapping, a face that seems to be virtual and real emerges.

The owner of the face seemed to be an old man, and Ace couldn't distinguish the specific appearance, because all his attention at this time had been attracted to those extraordinarily sharp eyes.

That gaze, as if it was the sharpest knife, pierced him to the bottom of his heart, making him unable to stagger a bit.

"As a descendant of 'D', you ...... Confession?"

……

The battle between "Redhead" Shanks and "Beast" Kaido, the two "Four Emperors", would have been the headlines on the front page in the past. But nowadays, it has become gossip that no one pays attention to.

After all, no matter how much Shanks and Kaido fight, it is only a civil war between the four emperors. However, the Navy's public execution of the second battle captain of the Whitebeard Pirates, Potkas D. Ace, at the Navy Headquarters was a major event that would be remembered in history and cause changes in the world pattern.

At this time, the time before the public execution was less than two hours. Broadcast channels around the world have begun to receive signals from the Navy Headquarters.

On the island, in the bar, in the room, countless people can't wait to look forward to it. With the formation of more than 100,000 sailors, the image of the military appearance appeared on various broadcast screens, and it attracted countless cheers.

After all, no matter how deep the darkness is within the Navy, in the hearts of most people around the world, they still represent justice. Naturally, the side of justice, is bound to defeat the evil pirates. Even if that pirate is Edward Newgoth, known as the strongest man on the sea, Edward Newgoth......

A bar in the Chambord Islands was already full of such people.

They raised their glasses and talked loudly, their faces sometimes excited and sometimes gloomy. Obviously, while they were cheering for the navy, they were also worried about Whitebeard's prestige.

The bewitching and charming barwoman lies on the bar, holding a thin lady's cigarette between her fingers, just like those people, looking at the broadcast screen. The low-necked top made the deep ravine and the majestic upper circumference seem to pop out because of her lying down action, but it was cleverly enveloped, giving people infinite reverie.

Many of the drinkers who are waiting for the broadcast to start are likely to come for the bar's owner......

Said to be smoking, the barlady seemed to be more like in a daze, distracted. A long lady's cigarette burned slowly between her fingers, and she didn't see her take a puff in the curling smoke. It wasn't until the cigarette burned out and the flimming spot burned her fingers that she woke up suddenly.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, she took the burned finger into her mouth and sucked, this action did not know how many people felt pity, but what could be heard was the neat "coo" sound in the bar, the sound of swallowing saliva.

The landlady may have long been accustomed to the gaze of the customers in the bar, or it may not be because she is too focused on things. Her eyes looked ahead, but they seemed to be unfocused.

When the cigarette butt burned out and burned her fingers, she came to her senses, followed by a long sigh.

"Reilly...... Stinky old man, when you come back, I will punish you for a month, no, you are not allowed to touch alcohol for three months!"