Pirates: I am the devil

Chapter 32: Killing is over, please give me a good review dear

Coming to the infinite hell again, Sirens was excited.

He wanted to thank Magellan, thank the warden, thank Sengoku and Ice Bird for sending him here, and thank the prisoners and jailer beasts on the five floors above.

It is because of their selfless help that he, Sirens, can appear here even more powerful than before.

He was fifteen that year, had just been imprisoned, and stood like a minion.

After a day and a half of practice, I transformed myself into the prison king, and everyone had to see me.

"My fellow Radissonians, long time no see, I missed you so much!"

Kicking open the gate of the Infinite Hell, Sirens strode in with a swagger as if he didn't recognize any relatives.

Amidst a group of vicious prisoners with “who the hell are you” looks on their faces, a long-haired man in a black uniform walked and waved to them.

When he saw his cellmate, with whom he had only spent a few minutes, he nodded approvingly, like a superior leader visiting the prison.

After clearing the burning hell just now, Sirens thought that since he had returned to level 6, he had to dress formally and not look too shabby.

So as to avoid being looked down upon by those snobs and foul-mouthed fellows.

So he found a jailer of similar build to himself, stripped him of his clothes and put them on himself.

But contrary to his expectations, the effect of the change of clothes seemed to be too good, so much so that the group of prisoners did not recognize him.

Looking down, he suddenly realized that he seemed a little different from before.

Because he absorbed too much vitality, his height, which was originally just over 1.7 meters, is now almost two meters.

Her figure, which could only be described as well-proportioned and slender, had swelled several times, her fair skin had a healthy blush, and even the previous weakness on her face had been replaced by a vigorous energy that allowed her to fight for three hundred rounds.

"Tsk, a bunch of face-blind people. A beautiful teenage boy grows up in the blink of an eye. Isn't that normal?"

A certain person, whose facial features, body, and vocal cords all grew fully within two days, hummed twice, and with his hands behind his back, he patrolled the prison like a lord, selecting the most suitable target to attack.

He had just wasted too much time in the Burning Hell. Reinforcements from the Marine Headquarters were probably on the way, so he should have seized the opportunity to kill as many people as he could.

But he was a little bloated because he ate too much. With tens of thousands of life essences stuffed into his body, the heart of an ascender that accepted all food was showing signs of indigestion.

The reason seems to be that the lives of too many Devil Fruit users were mixed together. Although the Devil Fruit left the dead user, a part of its power was plundered by the Dark Sword and transferred to the Heart of the Ascendant.

As time goes by, the power of the fruit demon, which was originally pressed to the ground and rubbed repeatedly, became stronger and stronger, and it showed signs of resistance.

It can only be said that even a dragon from another river has to respect the local snake. As a specialty of this world, the devil fruit represents the meaning of the world in a sense. Eating too much of it can indeed easily cause a rebellion in the body.

Therefore, he had to put the Darkin Demon Sword back into the Heart of the Ascendant to suppress it for eternity.

I am not strong yet, when I am strong I will chop and dice everything!

As for now, what he has to do is very simple, which is to choose the big guy with the strongest vitality, limited strength, and not a devil fruit ability user.

Unfortunately, some people just couldn't stand his dawdling and insisted on cutting in line:

"Hey, are you the new jailer? What are you looking at? Hurry up and bring the food. Are you responsible for starving me to death?"

"That's right, you don't have any good eyesight, hurry up and bring the delicious food and drinks over!"

"The standard of this year's jailers is too low!"

Seeing that the new "jailer" was tender-skinned and kind-hearted, a group of prisoners bullied him as if he were a new rookie, hoping to gain some benefits from him.

But Sirens was like a good guy, he listened humbly to the prisoners' unreasonable demands with his hands folded, and then more people made demands.

Some wanted delicious food, some wanted meat and fish, some wanted fine wine and drinks, and some wanted us to have some fun... The list went on. A few smart people whose brains had not been rusted by long-term imprisonment noticed something was wrong, and they silently stepped back a few steps to avoid getting splashed with blood.

"Okay, I understand your demands, and I will start helping you achieve them."

When the noise reached its climax, the corners of Sirens' slightly upturned mouth suddenly stretched into an exaggerated arc, almost to his ears, and the gentle smile on his face instantly morphed into one of madness and brutality!

"boom--!!!"

With a loud bang, a blanket of evil fire chains shot out from behind Sirens, piercing the hearts of hundreds of prisoners in the blink of an eye.

The annoying noise was replaced by miserable wails. Cyrus savored the prisoners' screams, curses, and roars before they died, and his handsome and flawless face showed a morbid enjoyment:

"Ah~ What a harmonious chorus of death!"

"Wonderful, so wonderful!"

Blood oozed out from the hole in the prisoner's chest. When it came into contact with the blood flames wrapped around the chains, it directly turned into nutrients for its burning, making the biting burning even more intense!

Sirens crossed his arms in front of him, as if he wanted to hold those lost lives tightly in his arms.

However, how could a mortal like him grasp the silent annihilation of the soul?

In grief, he could only give up this fearless move.

As if to mourn and pray for those lives that were crying in pain, the crazy smile was instantly restrained into compassionate love.

With his hands suddenly opened, under the illumination of the scarlet flames, Sirens' whole body was like a perfect cross. Endless chains tightened at the same time as his movements, silently disappearing into the nothingness behind him.

"thump!"

"thump!"

"thump……"

Without the support of the evil fire chains, the prisoners who opened their hearts fell into the arms of Mother Earth.

His open arms drew two graceful arcs in the air. Sirens leaned forward slightly, put his right hand on his chest and his left hand on his lower back, performing a very gentlemanly chest-touching salute.

The voice was still so gentle: "Dear friends, are you satisfied with my service?"

His pupils, which had turned from pitch black to scarlet, radiated a fierce light. His murderous gaze swept over the countless prisoners who had suddenly fallen silent. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly:
"If you are satisfied, please give a five-star praise~"

All the prisoners were afraid of the jailer who was as vicious as a devil but tried to pretend to be approachable.

He nodded his head like a drumstick, fearing that if he was slow he would be stabbed to death by the chain of this perverted jailer.

It's too horrifying. Those who died just now were all powerful pirates. Almost two-thirds of their bounties were around 100 million.

He died so easily. This is a hundred times more terrifying than Magellan and that Shiluo combined!
"Ah, sorry, I've changed a lot since I went out, so it's understandable that you inmates didn't recognize me for a while."

"To make up for the belated introduction of myself, my name is Quetzal Sirens.

He is a five-good young man who yearns for justice and is determined to eradicate all filth and evil, to restore a bright and peaceful world to the common people and a peaceful and prosperous world to the sea. "

The tall jailer spoke chilling words and walked slowly towards the depths of infinite hell.

He stopped in front of a small room of 30 square meters.

Looking at the burly man who had taken off his prison uniform and was doing push-ups, he chuckled and said:
"M82A1 (Barrett), come out and fight!"

(End of this chapter)