There was a grunt, a loud noise in his stomach, and Magellan's face changed.

"In short, I have completed the layout of the third floor, and I must not let Mills escape again, and the big advance will be underestimated by a prisoner." Endured the abdominal pain, said in a deep voice, and then immediately rushed to the toilet.

"Hmm~~, the director is real, he's talking to me a little more!" Satie shouted in dissatisfaction, and then a red light flashed in her eyes, and her heart suddenly flashed with murderous intent towards Mills.

Mills, who was acclimatizing to the heat of hunger hell on the other side, shivered.

"What's the situation, is there something wrong with the body?" Bowing his head and stopping what he was doing, it was no wonder Mills asked himself.

You must know that the temperature of Hunger Hell can instantly roast a bird, so that Luffy can eat it directly, you can see how high its temperature is. Now Mills is crystal clear and sweaty, because he has been doing basic moves since he jumped from Warcraft Hell.

His body has just evolved in all directions, his strength has improved in all directions, many moves have become much more powerful, and of course his control has become relatively low, but it is only relative.

After a fight, Mills would conduct physical tests and training as usual to prevent damage from accumulating.

After all, any powerful attack method must have enough carriers to carry it, although there are magical things like Devil Fruits in the One Piece world, and there is a theory of one step to the sky. However, even if he got the childlike fruit of the anti-heaven fruit like sugar, he was actually stunned by Usopp, and thus rewrote the entire battle situation, although there are many other reasons to talk about for the time being, but there is one thing that cannot be ignored is that he neglected to exercise.

Mills, as a fighting maniac, certainly won't reduce his training and capital.

Call!

Taking a deep breath and shaking his head, letting go of the idea that Diao Min always wanted to harm me, Mills continued to start a crazy basic workout in the hot desert. Although his body was sweating wildly, it was not good to be in the middle of this hot desert.

However, he is a special person, with gourmet cells that makes his adaptability unparalleled, and he can survive in all kinds of extremely difficult environments, but the premise is that he must take the initiative to adapt and exercise.

After an hour of refreshing practice, Mills slowly began to adjust to the heat of Hunger Hell, and the energy that burst out of his body due to the completion of his evolution was consumed by him, and now his body shape returned to normal. The joy of evolution washed his soul, this feeling was indeed different, the whole person's spirituality improved a lot, and his thinking became clearer.

Stopping to exercise, Mills leaned in the shade and thought about his plans for the future, and his biggest problem right now was hydration.

The Hunger Hell is full of yellow sand, like a desert world, and the heat from the scorching hell not only keeps its temperature at a very high temperature, but also uses the navy's forward technology to keep the entire desert in the sun and no night, which is another layer of criminal law.

Rustling!

Suddenly, a hot wind blew, bringing up a patch of yellow sand, accompanied by a strange sound. Shocked in his heart, Mills immediately jumped back and didn't think about the various battles in the pirates.

"What's the situation?" Mills looked at the yellow sand beneath his feet, and his heart was amazed, and a strange power that he had never felt before lingered at his feet.

Airplanes!

A sound like a sword and a cry suddenly appeared in his ears. Mills' face changed, and before he could react, the starving hell of the yellow sand had completely changed.

If one moment ago it was a ruined place of ruins, this moment Mills is in a prison cell full of people.

But he didn't have the slightest hint of panic, calmly observed the situation around him, and soon he found himself in a kind of illusion, and then he didn't panic even more.

Desert Illusion, caused by light, he still has this common sense, after all, Mills's physics is not taught by the physical education teacher.

Yes!

A scream of death suddenly appeared in his ears.

Mills's face, which was still extremely calm, suddenly became exciting. The knee-jerk reaction was that he had auditory hallucinations, but the next second he froze, and all kinds of death sounds were frantically instilled into his ears.

The prisoners in front of him also slowly went from normal to dead, and finally dried up and weathered, turning into yellow sand, and then even the cell collapsed directly into dust. But Mills did not come out of the illusion, wave after wave of fantasy came one after another, and the sound drowned Mills like a tide.

The various fantasy cells and so on that Mills saw were all buildings left over from the former Scorching Hell, and because of the strong heat, the cells of the Scorching Hell would collapse and rebuild at a certain time.

In the tide of death's voices, Mills was like a reef on the shore, frantically pounded and washed, making his brow furrow deeper and deeper.

Yes!

"As a dead person, he should have become a Buddha a long time ago, and he is still noisy and annoying!"

Mills, who had been motionless, roared, and the entire illusion collapsed instantly, and he reappeared in the original environment, but there were all kinds of jailers around him, and his limbs were completely covered by ropes.

"Thug Mills, you're arrested, get ready to be executed." A jailer with a trident shouted excitedly, happy in his heart, he accidentally won the jackpot, and found out that the number one felonite wanted by the director was not a problem, and the promotion and salary increase were not a problem, and when he thought of the excitement, he let out a strange laugh.

Syllable!

The whip swung down and whipped at Mills.

"Blue orangutan, drag him away." The jailer continued to shout.

Boom!

Mills didn't move, but instead dragged the blue orangutan on all fours and threw it into the sand, smashing into a big hole.

"Fools, don't be too arrogant!" Mills looked coldly at the soldiers around him and said in a deep voice.

An invisible aura emanated from him, and this aura was completely cold and murderous, even making the surrounding hot environment cold.

The cold murderous aura, coupled with Mills's tyrannical face, is like a man-eating demon, making all the creatures he is eyeing can't help but retreat.

"What are you going to do, the blue orangutan give it to me, hurry up, cut him!" The screams of terror were accompanied by the strange clucking of the blue gorilla.

"Let you see interesting things!" Looking at the blue orangutan with an axe, Mills's eyes were calm and unchanged, and the corners of his mouth instead hung a sinister smile.

"Voice of the Grim Reaper!"

A strange voice as low as a demon's whisper suddenly appeared in the entire battle arena.

Behind Mills there was a vision of a food demon with a wide mouth, but this time it was different, the demon was draped in a black trench coat, and his huge hands held an even larger scythe, like a real Grim Reaper.

A gust of wind blew, the illusion of the food demon disappeared, and the blue orangutans and soldiers present slowly fell, like wheat harvested, only more powerless and more cruel.

Annihilation! Without mercy!

Now that the enemy has shown his claws, he will also reveal his ruthlessness and ruthlessness.