One Piece: Purgatory Demon Dog

Chapter 125 Five Years Fly Fly

In the year 1510 of the Haiyuan calendar, Yan's age reached 16 years old.

The time is long, and it has slipped away from the fingers in a blink of an eye.

In the blink of an eye, he has spent five years in this hell full of pirates moaning in pain all day long.And it's also all the way, from the original low-level jailer to rampage all the way.

Finally, he successfully became the acting warden of the large submarine prison last year.

Instead of Shiliu of the Rain, who was originally known as one of the double walls of the great prison, guard this infinite hell deep in the bottom of the sea.

"The injury has completely healed, so it's almost the same!" Yan muttered to himself.If it weren't for the fact that he was accidentally arrested five years ago, that guy Xiumisi killed him twice with two knives, and injected a deadly poison into his body.

How could he stay in this hell so honestly, and repair his injuries through those souls full of resentment and sin?
And one stay is a full five years.

"But it's lucky to think about it! At least let me know my other ability, right?" He comforted himself somewhat dumbfounded.This is a special ability that all magical creatures with multiple heads basically have.

Live and die together!

For multi-headed magical creatures, their life base is not just a mere one like ordinary creatures.Instead, they are divided according to the number of their own heads.

Just like the young man's purgatory three-headed dog body, he has three heads and three lives!

Although it is much less than those more powerful ones such as the hydra or the alien nine-tailed fox in the first series, its advantage is that it can repair the dead life by devouring the soul.

As long as there is sufficient nourishment of the soul, in a sense, Yan is immortal.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but also brighten his eyes, which had become somewhat gloomy due to five years of depression.

"Hello Warden!" After seeing Yan, the two guards guarding the stairs straightened up, and then gave him an extremely neat military salute.

Yan nodded slightly.

"Open the elevator, I'm going to the sixth floor!"

In the one year since he took over Shiliu's position, the young man has successfully become a veritable submarine prison and one of the new double walls with the strength he has honed through five years of hard work!

He is also a man worthy of the trust and admiration of these jailers.

"It's Lord Warden."

It can be said that the guards were a little accustomed to the young man's coming, and they opened the elevator door without any fuss.

The young man carrying two wine jars, under the admiring eyes of the two jailers, strode into the stone elevator that connected the first floor to the sixth floor of the entire submarine prison.

This has become almost his routine.

Since Xiliu handed over the key on his own initiative one time, the prisoners were beaten violently and killed a lot.

He would bring these two jugs of fine wine every Sunday to find that man.

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After meeting, separated by a layer of iron railings, the two of them started to drink without thinking about it.

One thing I have to admit is that both Xiliu and Yan's drinking capacity belongs to the category that is different from ordinary people.Not to mention a mere jar of good wine, even if it is a dozen or so jars.

"Wine! Wine! Wine! We want it too! Give us wine!" Those who uttered these innocent words were regulars in the sixth-floor prison.Those who once crossed the sea to gain the reputation of Nuo Da and then were caught in one move.

The food on the sixth floor was poor, very poor.

Except for Shiliu, the daily food of these big pirates is nothing more than a piece of raw meat taken out of the freezer that is as frozen as a stone.For fine wine, they have already forgotten what it tastes like.

So that whenever Yan came over with two jars of wine, it was the most excited time for these cold-looking big pirates.

Among them, the big barrel Buster Choate was particularly guilty.

But it's not surprising, after all, this guy is an alcoholic.

"You have to go!" After drinking, Shiliu said a word with a blank face.

"Ah."

"Going back to the navy?"

"Yes, after all, this place does not belong to me."

"Then why are you looking for me? At this time, shouldn't you be busy packing your luggage?"

Hearing this, the young man rolled his eyes fiercely.

"What do you think? The Great Undersea Prison, Warden, Sir Shiliu of the Rain, what do you think I am here for?"

As soon as the words came out of Shiliu's mouth, he fell silent immediately.

"How do you think about it? Do you want to leave with me, and I can give you a second-in-command position. And the freedom you lack most now!" He glanced at the iron railing that firmly separated them.

"...not enough." Shiliu shook his head. For him, he has not experienced more than ten years of prison life, so he is still full of hope for his current life, and wants to let him leave this prison with a few words. The place where I have worked half my life.

The difficulty of this question is absolutely epic.

"Naturally, Shiliu, I think the reason why you released those prisoners is simply because you want to find an opponent to fight a good fight! After all, for a man who is infinitely close to the great swordsman, he will be here all day. It's too depressing in such a gloomy environment."

Shiliu neither agreed nor opposed, just stood quietly waiting for the young man to continue talking.

(End of this chapter)