Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 5 Identity Exposed

"You lot, come with me." Magellan's deep voice echoed in the hall, like a chilling wails. "To escort the prisoners."

Orochimaru felt a sense of relief upon hearing this. It seemed Magellan hadn't noticed his disguise and had simply randomly selected a few jailers to carry out the task.

"Understood." Orochimaru nodded.

Orochimaru and several prison guards then followed Magellan into the elevator leading to the sixth floor. The heavy iron doors slowly closed behind them with a creaking sound.

Just then, Orochimaru keenly sensed something amiss with Magellan's body. Magellan suddenly trembled, and his once upright back hunched slightly.

Orochimaru narrowed his eyes, staring intently at Magellan. He noticed that Magellan's legs were tightly clasped together in a peculiar position, as if he were enduring some unspeakable pain.

"Hmm? This is..." Orochimaru wondered, "Could it be that the opponent was injured during the battle? Is it a weakness?"

Just then, the prison guards around began to whisper among themselves.

"This is bad, Warden, what's going on?"

"Get out of the way! Don't block the warden's path!"

"Last time someone accidentally blocked the warden, and the result was..."

Hearing the murmurs around him, Orochimaru grew even more curious. It seemed these jailers were fully aware of Magellan's unusual reaction.

Could it be that Magellan's question is no longer a secret? Orochimaru wondered to himself.

The elevator doors slowly opened, and before Magellan could even take a step, the surrounding jailers surged out like a tide.

"Warden, please wait a moment!" several prison guards shouted, their voices filled with respect and panic.

They quickly ran outside the elevator and carried out something that looked like a small room from somewhere.

Several jailers hurriedly arranged the small room and bowed to Magellan: "Warden, your 'private room' is ready, please use it as you wish!"

Magellan entered the small room with a livid face. The door slammed shut, shutting out his tall figure inside.

A moment later, a deafening roar erupted from the small room, so powerful it seemed to threaten to overturn the entire space. The sound was sometimes deep and rumbling, sometimes sharp and piercing, making it almost unbelievable that it came from a human body.

Orochimaru was dumbfounded and didn't know how to react for a moment. Would someone prepare a portable toilet?

His lips twitched involuntarily, which he barely managed to suppress as he frowned. "First Hannibal, then Magellan—are all the strong people in this world eccentrics?"

Orochimaru couldn't help but sigh inwardly. From the moment he arrived in this world, almost everyone he encountered exuded an air of strangeness.

Just as Orochimaru was secretly grumbling to himself, the door to the small room creaked open. Magellan strode out, his face slightly embarrassed, but he quickly regained his usual imposing demeanor.

"Let's go," he commanded in a deep voice, and walked straight ahead.

Just then, a burst of exaggerated laughter suddenly came from ahead:

"Hahaha, Magellan, aren't you being a bit too 'imposing'? The whole prison stinks!"

"Exactly! Warden truly lives up to his name, 'Poison Dragon'! That 'domineering aura' could probably knock down the walls of the entire Marine Headquarters!"

Several prisoners shouted unrestrainedly, their eyes filled with contempt and disdain. They yelled and laughed at Magellan at the top of their lungs, venting their pent-up resentment and hatred without reservation.

"Hey, warden, you're always pooping, aren't you going to accidentally poop yourself to death one day?! Hahahaha!"

"Who knows, maybe one day the warden won't be able to hold it in and will just 'poop' up a mountain of shit, burying all of us little shrimps?! Hahaha!"

As Magellan listened to the mockery of the prisoners ahead, his face grew increasingly dark.

"You bunch of bastards!" Magellan finally lost his temper and roared.

He suddenly raised his hand and waved it, and a thick stream of purple venom gushed out from his palm. The venom, like a serpent, swiftly coiled around the prisoners' bodies, binding them tightly.

"Ugh!" the prisoner screamed in agony, twisting and struggling violently. But the venom tightened its grip, soon binding them firmly and rendering them unable to move.

"Don't forget," he said, emphasizing each word, his voice icy and chilling, "I have your right to execute you!"

"Ah! He's serious!" a prisoner shouted in terror, immediately backing away from the venom on the ground.

"Antidote! Give me the antidote!" another person pleaded desperately, clutching his throat, his face turning purple.

Magellan watched them struggle coldly, showing no pity whatsoever. He slowly turned his head, his gaze landing on Orochimaru.

"Hey, you," Magellan commanded in a deep voice. "Go get the antidote."

"To die like this is far too lenient for these criminals," Magellan said slowly, his tone cruel. "You villains deserve to suffer in this prison until you die!"

At this moment, Orochimaru's heart sank, for he had no idea where the so-called detoxification room was.

There seemed to be no better option at the moment, so Orochimaru had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in a random direction, trying to muddle through.

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"Halt." Magellan's chilling voice came from behind, as menacing as a demon. "Who are you?"

Orochimaru paused, slowly turning around to meet Magellan's fixed gaze. At that moment, a layer of purplish-black venom slowly rose from Magellan's body, like a malevolent spirit rising from hell, emanating a chilling aura.

"Hehe," Orochimaru chuckled. He knew that Magellan had seen through his disguise, so he decided to stop pretending.

"How did you discover my identity?" Orochimaru asked with interest, though his tone betrayed no trace of panic.

Magellan did not answer, his face horribly grim. He suddenly threw a punch, the purplish-black venom carrying the force of the blow, heading straight for Orochimaru's face.

Orochimaru's pupils contracted, and he abruptly retreated, instantly dodging the fatal blow.

Magellan's fist slammed heavily into the ground behind him, creating a deep crater. The highly toxic liquid splattered, hissing and steaming wherever it touched, quickly corroding the ground into charred holes.

Orochimaru kept his distance and looked at the other man. In fact, even though Magellan didn't answer, Orochimaru understood that it must be his behavior in the elevator that made Magellan suspicious of him. He didn't expect that the other man, who seemed simple-minded, had such keen observation skills.

Then, with a bang, white smoke rose up, enveloping Orochimaru's figure. When the smoke cleared, a man in a green vest with a gloomy face appeared before everyone.

The surrounding prisoners were instantly drawn to Orochimaru.

"Hey! Someone's barging in at this hour!"

"Wow, impressive, kid! You've got some skills!"

A commotion erupted in the cell, with everyone talking at once. Some looked terrified, seemingly worried that the arrival of a stranger would disrupt the fragile balance of the prison; others had an excited glint in their eyes, as if they could smell the scent of freedom emanating from Orochimaru.

"Silence!" Magellan roared, his face grim, his body writhing with purplish-black venom. He surveyed his surroundings, and wherever his gaze fell, the prisoners cowered and fell silent, as if nailed to the spot.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the prison, a young man, shirtless and bound by chains, was drawn to the outside and slowly raised his head to look out.

(End of this chapter)