Sora and the others entered the baptismal room, and all the jailers inside stood in a row and said loudly.

"Good Commodore General!

！ ”

Sora was taken aback by the battle.

"Why?"

The head of the baptistery, Filo Corsi, saluted with the jailer's exclusive hood.

"A warm welcome to the Brigadier General in the Baptistery!

！ ”

Hannibal was not convinced.

"Hey! I'm the Deputy Director!

！ ”

"Yes! Deputy Director Hannibal is also welcome to visit!

”

"Bastard!

！ ”

Domino stepped forward.

"Alright, the brigadier still has a task on his body, let's start baptizing Klockdahl."

"Yes! Take the prisoners!

”

"Kakaka.

。 ”

The heavy floodgates opened, and the prison holding Klockdahl slowly rose from the ground and appeared in the middle of the baptistery.

Klockdahl's face was cloudy, but there was no horror in it.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, the one from the previous blow to Durt, and then grinned at the sky.

"I thought you were going to avoid me."

Filokorhi faced the prisoner with a different expression.

"Another difficult prisoner, little ones! Call me for props! ”

"Yes! Room Chief! ”

Soon, five jailers brought out a huge torture box from the back room, and Klockdahl dismissed.

"Pretending to be a ghost.

。 Isn't it just the baptism of boiling water, can I, Klockdahl, be afraid of you? ”

"Poof.

”

"Hahahaha.

”

As soon as these words came out, all the jailers around laughed.

Filokorsi opened the torture box, pulled out a long whip covered with sharp iron thorns, and smiled evilly.

"That's in the past, now, let you feel the baptism of upgrading after the reform of the city!"

"Smack!"

As a professional baptist, Filo Corsi swung his whip and passed through the gap in the cage with precision, and whipped it on Klockdahl.

"Sting!"

As the whip recovered, there were dense blood marks on the dense and tiny spikes on it, and some pieces of flesh were torn off the tips of the thorns.

"Ugh.

。 ”

Klockdahl snorted, his brow furrowed.

Not to mention this kind of injury for him, even if he is an ordinary person, it is not a fatal injury.

But the only characteristic is the pain, the severe pain!

Because the spikes are stained with a special poison, a neurotoxin specially refined by Magellan, which is not fatal, but will double the pain.

This poison was developed with Magellan in the air, and its original purpose was to deal with Blackbeard in the future.

Later, Sora discovered that this neurotoxin also had a miraculous effect on these criminals, and Magellan did not consume much physical strength to refine it, so it was used in all the punishments of the city.

However, Klockdahl has never been a small character, and he has not shouted such a sharp pain.

"That's it?"

Filo Corsi rolled up his sleeves.

"Let's get on it!"

"Yes!"

In an instant, ten jailers came out of the ranks, and also took out iron barbed whips and whipped them at Klockdahl.

"Ugh.

。 ”

Klockdahl gritted his teeth and insisted, cold sweat continued to fall, and soon his body was dyed red, and the dense wounds were extremely hideous.

Paimon subconsciously covered his eyes.

"It's scary!"

Hannibal said.

"Shortie, let's go down there first, there's a snack!"

Although Hannibal is usually very unreliable, he is also very responsible when he should be serious.

Paimon lowered his hand and looked straight at Klockdahl in front of him.

"Nope! I.

I can do it! ”

Domino looked at Sora, who she knew had always been protective of Paimon.

Sora looks at Paimon.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Paimon's small fists clenched.

"I'm going to move forward with you! I can do that! ”

Sora raised his hand and rubbed Paimon's head.

"Then look on, if you want to protect this world, you must first face the cruelty of this world, which is just that they are paying the debt for their sins."

"Hmm!"

Hannibal stood beside Sora, clenching the naginata in his hand.

"In the name of the Director, I promise that I will never let these criminals escape!"

Empty nod.

"I'm very impressed, but you're not the director yet."

“！

！ Sooner or later, it will be yes!

”

At this time, several of the other jailers dispersed, and Filokorsi walked to the cage.

"That's right, it's worthy of the former king of the Seven Martial Seas."

Klockdahl lifted his face, which was already fleshy and fleshy.

"Huh.

Withered insect skills, that's all you can do? ”

Filokorsi raised his hand, and four jailers approached with a large vat.

"You think you're kind? Very capable? Fart! In my opinion, you're not even a fart! A man of a real kind! It's not for fun to oppress ordinary people! You're a dirty! Vile! Cowardly! Shameless villain! ”

Klockdahl was furious.

"Me? Cowardly!? ”

"That's right! It's cowardice! ”

Klockdahl's face was gloomy.

"There's a kind of unlocking the Hailou Stone! I'll kill you like a chicken! ”

Filo Corsi waved.

"Let him calm down."

"Whoa!"

A scoop of high-purity alcohol was poured on Klockdahl.

"Shhh

”

The pain of the heart struck, and some of the blood stains that had been splashed were washed away, revealing the scraped and whitened skin underneath, and then the blood seeped out of the wound again, staining the washed part red.

Filo Corsi is cold-blooded.

"Keep going crazy."

Klockdahl's teeth were crushed.

"It doesn't hurt or itch, haven't you eaten?"

Filokorsi was about to continue pouring alcohol when the plane came up.

"I'll come."

"Brigadier General?! Are you coming in person? ”

"Well, is that okay?"

Filokorsi didn't dare to call the shots, although he used to be empty here, but now the organization is different, he can only look at Hannibal and Domino.

Domino nodded slightly in agreement, and Philo Corsi gave in.

"Look at it all and study hard!"

"Yes!"

Sora stretched out his right hand, flames churning in his palm.

Klockdahl grinned.

"Second brother.

。 ”

"Wow!"

Sora didn't talk nonsense, and threw the fire in his hand directly on Klockdahl, and the remaining alcohol that had not yet volatilized was ignited at once, burning Klockdahl's body.

"You think you're brave?"

The empty voice was cold and calm, and the cold air of his left hand extinguished the flames, and Klockdahl's hair was charred into a clump.

"Bastard.

”

"Whoa!"

Another spoonful of alcohol was poured on him.

"I don't understand, as a sinner, where you have such a strong sense of superiority."

"Brush!"

The cold air was swung out, and a layer of frost froze on the surface of Klockdahl's body.

"Is it in your heart that people who are lower than you are not worthy of living in this world?"

"Kacha!"

Under the thunderbolt, the ice and thunder superconductivity defense breaking effect was imprinted on Klocodahl's body.

"Because of you, so many people have died in Alabastan, do you really not have the slightest guilt?"

"Smack!"

Sora took out a jar from the torture box, opened it, and poured the red liquid on Klockdahl's body, which was purified toxin.

"Ahh

！ ”

Finally, Klockdahl roared, and the area burned by the flames, coupled with the Ice Thunder Superconductor and this pain toxin, this was no longer the range of pain that humans could bear.

"Born as a human being, think about it yourself, are all the things you do personnel?"

Sora pulled out his flute sword and stabbed it underneath the iron cage, sending the entire cage flying into the alcohol tank.

"Ahhh

”

Klockdahl was speechless, and his blood was rapidly staining the clear pool of alcohol.

Sora withdrew his sword.

"Soak him for a day and a night, pour a jar of painful nerve poison into the pool every half hour, and then lock him up on the sixth floor if he doesn't die."

The jailers gasped as they looked at Filokorhi, who had only one head exposed in the alcohol tank.

"It's worthy of being a little devil."

"It's miserable.

”

Filokorsi couldn't help but smack his tongue either.

"It's sir!"

Sora returns to Paimon's side.

"Let's go, go find Uncle Magellan."

"Uh-huh!"