One Piece: Ascending the Divine Path

It's so dark; you can hardly see anything with your eyes alone.

Knight unleashed his Observation Haki and the unique ability to perceive living beings granted by the Dream-Dream Fruit, instantly imprinting all signs of life in this layer of the prison into his eyes.

Well, there aren't many people. Including Weebull himself, there are less than twenty people in total.

Most of them are just so-so, at most the level of their own bodies. There are quite a few that are not as good as mine, that is, at the level of a vice admiral.

It's not surprising. The guys Blackbeard took from the sixth floor were only at the sixth-level, and weren't the other prisoners they killed in the battle royale just like that?

However, a vice admiral level is indeed considered a high-level skill no matter where you are in the ocean, and even under the Four Emperors, he would be considered a high-ranking officer.

Of course, there are also true masters.

Two of the auras were so powerful that Knight felt awe and reverence, even stronger than Teacher Zephyr, they were definitely true monsters.

There are also two other auras that are stronger than his own body.

Finally, there was a very strange aura, very faint, but it didn't feel weak at all.

Not bad, not bad. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to assemble a strong enough team.

In short, let's get used to this body first.

Knight clenched his fist. "Yes, I'm very weak. It's because of the Seastone."

That being the case.

Let's drift into a dream.

Dream Fruit, activate!

  

The surveillance Den Den Mushi placed throughout the sixth floor began to yawn, and then, in the next instant, they all fell asleep at the same time.

Marin Furious and Impel Down are not far apart, so there shouldn't be a big time difference. It's already late at night in Marin Furious, so it should be about the same here.

If the Den Den Mushi is simply put to sleep without triggering its alarm, it will likely be discovered later.

There is definitely enough time.

"Hey kid, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Haha, did you cry yourself to sleep?"

In the darkness, the other prisoners' jeers never ceased.

Knight ignored him.

Durex, ON!

No, it's a projection. Begin.

A certain substance appeared out of thin air, but it could not be detected by sight alone because it was transparent.

This substance covered Knight's handcuffs and shackles, seeping into the locks like a fluid.

next moment.

Clang.

The shackles fell to the ground.

The feeling of weakness quickly dissipated from his body, and Knight twisted his neck, feeling much better.

Weevil is bound by Seastone shackles and unable to use his abilities. What does that have to do with Knight, who can remotely log in?

Knight clenched his fist.

What exaggerated power!

It's much stronger than its original form.

Even with exceptional physical talent, a year of training is not enough to keep up with real monsters.

The path of learning is long and arduous.

In addition-

Knight opened his hand, and an invisible wave surged in his palm.

Yes, Weevil's abilities can also be used normally.

Of course, the ability is attached to both the soul and the body, and the ability to use it yourself is definitely much weaker than the ability to use it by Weevil himself.

It doesn't matter.

Although the prisoners were talking all at once, the sound of the shackles falling to the ground was still quite jarring in this dark and empty space.

And so, the infinite hell fell silent for a moment.

"What happened?"

"Hey, newbie, you've broken free of your shackles?"

The noise came from all directions.

Knight pushed open the prison door, and the invisible key that opened it vanished.

"Time is tight, so let's get to the point."

Knight's voice, or rather Weevil's voice, echoed through the dimly lit Level 6 of Impel Down: "If you want freedom, don't resist."

Let's drift into a dream.

The next instant, while the prisoners were still stunned by Knight's words, the power of the Dream-Dream Fruit had already been activated.

Everyone was overcome by an intense feeling of drowsiness.

Some people simply couldn't resist and fell into a deep sleep.

Some were able to resist, but hesitated because of Knight's words, and eventually closed their eyes as well.

Some people dismissed it from the start and remained unmoved.

The previously noisy sixth floor immediately fell silent.

Ok.

Knight wandered through the dark corridor.

Were only two people chosen to refuse?

That's right, it would be strange if these two guys chose to give in.

A portion of his consciousness shifted into the dream world.

On the empty plain, thirteen prisoners gazed in shock at the surrounding landscape.

"Where is this place?"

"Is it that guy's ability?"

"Have we already left Impel Down?"

At this moment, a mighty and resounding sound echoed between heaven and earth.

"Submit to me."

The prisoners looked at each other in bewilderment.

then.

"Hahaha! Did you hear what this guy said?"

"What do you mean by submission! Hahaha, who do you think you are!"

"Stop hiding! Come out!"

Quite rebellious.

Knight, looking down at these guys from high above, smiled.

I love that kind of rebellious spirit.

The next moment, screams filled the dream world.

About a minute later.

Thirteen prisoners stood on the ground once more.

"Aaaaaah!"

scream.

"I was wrong! It's all my fault! Please stop torturing me!"

repent.

"I surrender! I surrender!! I'm your dog! So, please spare me!"

yield.

Knight nodded in satisfaction.

Clusters of light began to gather in front of these guys.

It was at this moment that Knight suddenly seemed to lose his senses.

Is splitting out too many permissions at once a bit too much of a burden?

This won't do. If it's like this with only a dozen or so people, we'll have to bring even more people into the dream world in the future.

Yes, if we recruit ordinary people in the future, the privileges we grant them will have to be downgraded.

As he pondered this, he had already walked to the outside of a cell.

Knight quietly watched the people in the cell.

With snow-white hair and beard, and a not-so-muscular physique, he maintained a remarkably elegant posture even when tightly bound by shackles.

"Oh?"

The man slowly raised his head. "An interesting fellow has arrived, kid. Are you a Newgate admirer?"

"The Red Earl, Baron Ryderfield,"

Knight sized up this legendary figure from the previous era. "Want to come along?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Redfield scoffed. "But are you schizophrenic?"

When they were first locked up, they were crying and begging for their mothers.

"In that case,"

Knight turned to look at the other cell next door, where a rather tall, blond, muscular man was silently doing push-ups.

He is an ability user, and his body is bound by high-purity sea stone shackles, but this still cannot stop his training.

"Devil's successor, of course you're rejecting me too."

Douglas Bullet, a former member of Roger's pirate crew, remained silent, completely ignoring Knight's existence. Knight was all too familiar with this arrogant attitude.

"Hmph, so what, kid?"

The Red Earl looked at Knight with great interest. "What are you going to do? Kill us?"

"I hate waste the most."

Knight casually turned around and walked towards another cell next to him. "I'll give you one more chance. I hope you won't refuse me next time we meet."

Count Red burst into laughter.

They actually said there would be a next time.

What an arrogant brat!

By this time, the prisoners in the other cells had begun to wake up.

Knight waved his hand, and invisible matter materialized out of thin air, spreading like snakes across all the cells.

The transparent substance, capable of changing shape at will, easily opened all the cell doors and, incidentally, removed all the shackles from the prisoners.

One by one, the prisoners walked out of the cell, silently looking at Knight with fear in their eyes.

However, there are always stubborn people out there; this world is full of madmen.

"asshole!"

A prisoner was launched directly at Knight, yelling, "You did all that to me—"

He fell to the ground.

Knight didn't even bother to glance at him, and strode into the cell in front of him.

This cell is specially made; the temperature inside is extremely low—it's like a giant refrigerator.

In the middle of this large refrigerator, there is a huge block of ice, and a man is frozen inside the ice.

Outside the prison, the prisoner who had just collapsed to the ground had opened his eyes again.

He was nearly in tears, his whole body trembling violently, and he knelt prostrate before Knight, pleading, "Please, spare me! I'll never do it again!"

The other prisoners all looked extremely grim.

They all realized what that ball of light meant, and they were powerless to resist.

"Oh, it seems to be a very impressive ability."

Redfield asked with great interest, "Even without us, is the ocean still this wonderful?"

Knight ignored him and simply placed his hand on the large block of ice in front of him.

You've been sleeping for over twenty years, so let me see what kind of dreams you're having.