Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 11 Sacrifice

At this moment, everyone present was shocked by Hannibal's aura. Even some of the restless pirates couldn't help but stop in their tracks in the face of Hannibal's imposing presence.

The scene was completely silent, save for the crackling sound of the burning torches.

"What a terrifying man," Orochimaru said slowly, breaking the silence. His tone was calm, but a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

The next second, Orochimaru suddenly opened his mouth, and a long sword shot out from it, aiming straight for Hannibal's chest. The blade sliced ​​through the air with a sharp whistling sound, its speed almost imperceptible.

Faced with this sudden and fatal blow, Hannibal remained unmoved. He stood still, his gaze fixed firmly on the flying sword, showing no intention of dodging.

Just as the blade was about to pierce Hannibal's chest, a dark shadow suddenly appeared.

"clang!"

A hand covered in black flames suddenly grabbed the blade, the black flames dancing on the sword and making a sizzling sound.

Everyone looked up in the direction of the hand and saw that Ace had appeared in front of Hannibal at some point, gripping a longsword in one hand, with flames dancing between his fingers.

"Oh?" Orochimaru raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He hadn't expected Ace to intervene at this moment.

Ace released his grip, letting the longsword fall to the ground. He turned to look at Hannibal, his expression complex.

"No need," Ace said in a deep voice, "He's already dead."

As soon as Ace finished speaking, the prison fell into a deathly silence, as if time had frozen. The guards and prisoners alike stared at Hannibal, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Hannibal remained standing upright in place, his posture unchanged, his back straight, his head held high, and his eyes fixed firmly ahead, though his pupils had lost focus.

The next second, the previously silent jailers erupted into a frenzy.

"Deputy Warden!!!"

"Bastards! I'm going to kill you all!"

"Avenge the deputy warden!!"

With a series of angry roars, the jailers, their eyes bloodshot and weapons in hand, charged forward, instantly engaging the prisoners in a fierce battle.

"This is troublesome..."

Orochimaru deftly dodged a jailer's bayonet, his brow furrowing slightly.

He hadn't anticipated that Hannibal's death would ignite the guards' fighting spirit so instantly. The previously routed guards now pounced on them like mad dogs.

"You ignorant brats, do you really think you can stop us like this?" Crocodile sneered.

The next second, with a flick of Crocodile's wrist, a swirling sandstorm swept towards the jailers. Wherever it passed, the moisture in the air was sucked away, and the sand grains hissed and rubbed against each other in the wind, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The prison guards in the front row were instantly turned into dried corpses by the sandstorm.

However, the next second, more prison guards surged up from behind, quickly filling the gaps in the battle line.

"We are the guards of Impel Down!"

"No one is allowed to pass in our way!"

Even Ace was moved by the sight of these prison guards who were ready to die for their cause.

"I'm sorry," Ace slowly raised his right hand, a ball of blazing flame dancing in his palm. "I've learned your lesson."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slightly spread his five fingers and shouted in a low voice, "Flame Ring - Pillar of Fire!"

In an instant, a broad pillar of fire roared out, distorting the air and sizzling in its path. The flames danced wildly in the narrow passage, like an enraged fire dragon, spewing scorching breath at the jailers.

"Ugh!!!" Screams rose and fell as many jailers were thrown into the air by the powerful flames and crashed to the ground, screaming and rolling around in pain.

Even the strongest will cannot bridge the gap in strength when facing a Shichibukai-level powerhouse.

Soon, the four of them stood amidst the chaos. Although they weren't seriously injured, they looked somewhat exhausted. Just as they were about to leave, a weak voice suddenly came from behind them.

Orochimaru turned around and saw a jailer struggling to his feet, his body covered in wounds. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, dripping down his chin and pooling on the ground in a small, crimson puddle.

"Pirates, listen up!" he shouted hoarsely, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't care. "Don't think you've won yet. Soon you'll be facing this sea, facing countless Marines who uphold justice!"

"Remember!" the jailer continued, each word seemingly draining all his strength. "As long as justice prevails, you will never achieve true freedom! Because we will always stand in your way!"

Before he could finish speaking, the jailer's body went limp and he fell heavily to the ground, whereupon he fell silent.

Ace gave him a deep look, his eyes filled with a complex emotion. "Justice? Do you really understand the meaning of those words?"

Crocodile scoffed, "That sounds nice, but he's just a lowly jailer."

At this moment, however, Orochimaru's eyes revealed an unfathomable emotion.

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In his world, ninjas fight for power, resources, and land; for the benefit of their villages; and for their personal desires. But these jailers here are willing to give their lives for a seemingly intangible belief.

This pure and unwavering belief was something Orochimaru had never seen in the ninja world. Ninja battles were often tainted by too many practical interests and desires; few could be as selfless as this jailer, willing to risk everything for the sake of justice.

Orochimaru shook his head slightly, hoping that the justice they spoke of was not a hypocritical mask made to cover up the ugliness of power.

The group passed through the gate and arrived at a wide-open space. Ace suddenly stopped, turned to face the pirates behind him, and shouted, "Hey, has any of you seen a boy wearing a straw hat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose in the crowd. Many people looked at each other, seemingly trying to recall. The cacophony of voices rose and fell, mixed with various unclear pieces of information.

"The Straw Hat Boy? I think I vaguely remember him."

"I think I saw a guy wearing a straw hat, but I'm not sure if it's the person you're looking for."

"Wait, I remember that boy was injured, right? He seemed to be seriously injured."

At this moment, a pirate stepped forward: "I saw someone dragging him towards the forest to the west of the fourth level, and he seemed to be badly injured..."

Upon hearing this, Ace's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with anxiety and worry. He clenched his fists, seemingly suppressing his inner unease. "That Luffy guy..."

Crocodile noticed Ace's unusual behavior. He raised an eyebrow, casually draping his golden hook over his shoulder, and said with a hint of disdain, "Hey, Ace, you're not trying to distract us at a crucial moment, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Ace raised his head and met Crocodile's gaze with unwavering determination: "I'm sorry, Crocodile, but I have to go find Luffy. He's my brother, and I can't abandon him when he needs me the most."

Crocodile narrowed his eyes and remained silent for a moment.

Finally, he snorted dismissively and waved his hand.

"Suit yourself, Firefist," he said coldly, a hint of impatience in his voice. "But don't expect me to be waiting for you at the exit. Once this is over, I won't be here for another second."

At this moment, Jinbe looked at Ace and said, "I'll go with you. I promised I would take you out of here, otherwise I won't leave."

Upon hearing this, Ace's eyes flashed with emotion, and he nodded solemnly: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)