One Piece: Six Styles of the Emperor

The second floor of Impel City, Warcraft Hell.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!!"

The sound of fierce fighting filled every corner of the prison building, and the ground and walls were shaking slightly.

"It's so noisy that I can't let anyone sleep."

"It's been going on for several days. What happened outside?"

"Did someone escape from prison?"

"It seems like someone is fighting the Warcraft Jailer."

"No way, don't be ridiculous, those are man-eating monsters."

The cage in the corner held haggard prisoners in twos and threes.

Even if the iron door of the cage is unlocked, they don't want to go out. In the second level of hell where monsters roam, a strong cage is the only safe place.

"Tap tap tap!!!"

The huge stamping sound of the monster gradually became clearer, and then it approached this corner with a shocking impact.

"Hey! There's a monster coming this way outside!"

"Don't worry, we are safe in the cage."

The prisoner was comforting himself, but with a "squeak" sound, someone opened the lock with force and broke in directly.

The sudden change made the three prisoners in the cage look over.

Well, he was a young black-haired boy with a childish face, wearing tattered clothes, and holding a huge piece of Neptune-like cooked meat in his hand.

He unlocked the cage and broke into it as if nothing had happened. He locked the iron door of the cage with his backhand, sat directly on the floor, ignored the prisoners around him, and stuffed the cooked meat into his mouth hungrily.

"Hey, kid, you..."

A burly prisoner in the cage was about to ask questions, when a huge black shadow hit the iron door of the cage with terrifying force.

"I want to eat! Give me something to eat!"

The man-eating lion with the face of a human and the body of a lion stared at Zoran in the cage, roaring angrily and biting the iron door with its sharp teeth.

Knowing very well that the man-eating lion did not have the power to shake the iron door mixed with seastone, Zoran's face was calm and unwavering, and he finished off the cooked meat in his hand.

The second level of the Warcraft Hell, but there is no jailer so to speak, is equivalent to a group of Warcraft that tortures and kills prisoners.

The daily Neptune-type meat is distributed uniformly from the upper level, so every time it triggers a bloody battle of Warcraft, snatching food from the Warcraft group, what a crazy behavior, but without food support, the return of life cannot be maximized. It is simply impossible to maintain the battle in the second level of hell by utilizing it.

Under the eyes of the angrily roaring man-eating lion outside the cage and the three prisoners inside the cage, Zoren breathed a sigh of relief after eating the large piece of cooked food in his hand.

In the life-returning state, the nutritious Neptune meat is quickly digested, nourishing the tired body from the high-load six-style battle.

His physical strength, which had bottomed out, finally slowed down slightly.

Zoren yawned, leaned his back against the cold wall of the cage, and closed his eyes sleepily.

"hateful!"

The man-eating lion roared, gave up on chewing on the iron door, circled around the outside of the cage, and crawled on the spot, as if determined to defend to the end.

"God, what on earth is going on!"

The three prisoners looked at each other in confusion, switching between looking at one person and one animal who were sleeping soundly in a truce with each other through an iron gate.

"The fierce commotion that has been going on outside could not be caused by this kid, right?" One of the Prisoners A said.

"It's very possible, but is this kid actually capable of defeating a man-eating lion?" Prisoner B cast his horrified gaze at the man-eating lion not far away outside.

A powerful hybrid beast, with a hideous human face and beastly body, exhaling hot and hot air even when sleeping, and a huge snoring sound like drums and thunder.

His eyes turned back to the sleeping Zoren. His delicate face, thin figure, and childish age were nothing that could rival the man-eating lion.

"Hey, hey." Prisoner C at the end suddenly lowered his voice, looked at the sleeping Zoron, and whispered, "Did you see clearly, that guy is wearing a jailer's uniform!"

"Huh? It's true!"

"Keep your voice down. I didn't see clearly because the clothes were tattered just now, but they are indeed the clothes of a jailer, and this kid also has the key to the prison."

"That is to say."

The three prisoners A, B and C looked at each other, greed flashing in their eyes.

Being able to seize the opportunity to escape from prison, even for a moment, is enough to give people in hell a bright hope.

As prisoners of the second level of hell, they at least have a certain reputation outside. Killing is a common occurrence for them.

"This kid is too careless. As a jailer, he dares to break into our prison."

"Hehehe, don't you know that the prison is our territory?"

"Keep your voice down, I'll go get him..."

Prisoner A grinned cruelly and made a motion of wiping his neck.

As prisoners of the second level of hell, they at least have a certain reputation outside. Killing is a common occurrence for them.

Prisoner A shrunk and pulled open the sea-tower stone shackles that imprisoned his hands and wrists, using them as a tool to strangle his neck.

He stepped gently towards the sleeping Zoren.

With one step and two steps, Prisoner A got closer and closer. After approaching within one meter, he leaned down and stretched his hands towards his neck at the same time.

"We're about to succeed!"

With his heart in his throat, Prisoner A's joy of killing his life is about to bloom on his face...

next moment--

Zoran, who was sleeping soundly, raised his left leg without any symptoms, and quickly kicked the prisoner in front of him away with his left foot.

"boom!!"

Prisoner A flew backwards and hit the wall on the other side of the cage. He wailed and covered his lower abdomen where he was kicked, and his body went limp.

Prisoner B: “…”

Prisoner C: “…”

Zoren, who unknowingly dealt with the threat, put down his feet in a deep sleep, still snoring slightly.

"Relying on the body to carve the subconscious mind of fighting, even if you are unconscious and sleeping, you can still reflect the existing threats and attack - this kid is really a monster."

"You can't afford to offend."

The remaining two people shrank their heads with lingering fear, and consciously retreated to the corner opposite Zoron.

I don't know how long I slept, maybe ten minutes or ten hours.

Until Zoren woke up, stood up quickly, and stretched out refreshed.

He glanced at the three prisoners in the corner, and for some reason, one of them fell down.

In fact, he is very clear about the rules of Impel Down City. Prisoners with abilities are imprisoned by sea tower stone shackles and are extremely weak. Prisoners who are too strong will have their hands and feet locked together with their bones. Therefore, this is why Zoran does not restrain prisoners. The reason is that the combat power is viewed as human beings.

Now that his physical strength has returned to full, there is no reason for him to continue to stay in the cage.

Zoren took out the key and opened the iron door, then locked it and walked out carelessly under the eyes of the prisoner.

They thought he would leave cautiously, but they didn't expect Zoren to do something unexpected at the next moment.

He walked up to the head of the man-eating lion, raised his thigh slightly, and stepped on its face: "You are still paralyzed, get up and continue sparring!"

After a short silence.

"Boom!!!"

The battle continues.

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