Pirates: From the Expulsion of Marie Gioia

However, the purpose of his coming here is not for these miscellaneous fish.

Dracula is still very interested in the infinite hell on the sixth floor of the promotion city.

After all, being able to be detained here by the navy has already explained a problem.

And his nine fallen angels haven't been collected yet.

Therefore, he is in urgent need of manpower now.

As for the question of loyalty, Dracula didn't think about it.

After all, when the dark energy of the fallen angel is injected into the body.

In addition to being able to obtain powerful power, loyalty is also absolutely guaranteed.

Dracula took his own steps, walking gracefully in the aisle of this prison.

As his eyes scanned one by one, the prisoners in the cage lowered their heads silently.

No one dared to look at him.

After discovering this situation, Dracula was a little disappointed.

After all, judging from their appearance, their edges and corners have already been smoothed by the cage.

At this moment, an indifferent voice came from the deepest part of the prison.

"Boy, are you looking for someone?"

"Perhaps, I can meet your request."

The sudden sound made Dracula slightly surprised.

Immediately, he stopped looking at the prisoners in the cage.

Instead, he went to the deepest part of the prison.

Seeing the direction he left, the prisoners all breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the oppression of death just now hangs over their heads.

Compared with life, they still choose to restrain their edges and corners.

The prisoner who was kneeling on the ground before looked at the deepest part of the prison and couldn't help but whispered.

"Unexpectedly, the descendant of the devil actually spoke."

"I really don't know what will happen next."

Hearing his words, a prisoner next to him immediately covered his mouth.

Immediately, said coldly.

"You bastard, do you want to kill us?"

"Don't mention that person's name here."

"Otherwise, you will feel the super deterrence from the deepest part of this layer."

"Because of this incident, many people died here."

The prisoner whose mouth was covered, nodded heavily, and then tried to pry his hand away from his mouth.

However, what made him weak was that that hand did not seem to let go in the slightest.

Feeling the increasingly intense suffocation, he kept struggling.

But his strength is simply not enough in the eyes of another person.

"No no no no."

Well, after a while, I didn't say a complete sentence.

But his voice became smaller and smaller until it finally disappeared.

The struggling hands lost their strength and fell straight to the ground.

Feeling the disappearance of the breath in his hand, the prisoner said with a nervous smile.

"It's been a long time since I've done it, it's a little rusty."

"However, the result is still very good."

"After all, that man's name is considered taboo."

His words made the rest of the people agree.

And for the person who died, they have no mercy at all.

This is their rule, the weak cannot decide life and death.

And as Dracula continued to go deeper, the environment inside became darker and darker.

After walking for a while, he finally came to the end.

Looking at the cage surrounded by multiple chains in front of him, the smile on the corner of Dracula's mouth became brighter and brighter.

This scene successfully aroused his interest.

He took a few steps back slowly, and pulled out the demon sword in his hand.

Randomly cut out a few powerful chopping waves.

Suddenly, the chains wrapped around the gate broke one by one.

These heavy chains fell to the ground, and there was even a heavy collision sound.

When the dust gradually dissipated, Dracula directly opened the door in front of him.

What came into view was a man whose whole body was fixed on an iron pillar.

The muscles all over his body were raised high, and there was no trace of fatigue.

However, his right ear did have some flaws.

Because of his right ear, with a fixed ear muff.

The clothes she wears all over her body are also somewhat unique.

It was a navy uniform, but slightly different.

The logo number 09 is on the left arm.

His appearance made Dracula think of a famous pirate.

That man was Douglas Barrett.

Before he could confirm his identity, the prisoner on the iron pillar spoke first.

"Don't waste any more time, I'm the strongest here."

"Beat me, and I will go with you."

"If you lose, I'll leave here."

"I can clearly feel your ambition."

"The rest of the prisoners can't satisfy this at all."

Hearing his words, Dracula smiled.

Immediately, without hesitation, he said directly.

"Okay, I agree to this battle."

"So, what's your name?"

The prisoner on the iron pillar replied coldly.

"Douglas Barrett"

After getting the specific name, Dracula directly swung the demon knife in his hand and chopped on the chains.

Suddenly, the chains broke inch by inch and fell to the ground.

Even the Hailoushi handcuffs on his body couldn't suffer from the three-color domineering.

As the shackles disappeared, Barrett moved his hands and feet a few times.