One Piece: Blue Scale Admiral

The words that came out of Rorschach's mouth stunned Ivankov and a large group of prisoners once again.

"Doflamingo became one of the Four Emperors? How is that possible? Wasn't Shanks the fourth Emperor of the Sea in the New World? If Doflamingo can become one of the Four Emperors, could it be... that old man Whitebeard finally died of old age?"

"No, Charlotte Linlin died, and Doflamingo took the opportunity to rise to power. He came to my territory to cause trouble, so I killed him."

Ivankov listened to Rorschach's nonchalant account with a blank expression.

He suddenly felt as if he had missed a century.

It's only been a little over a year since I last came out of the ladyboy amusement park and was imprisoned in this endless hell.

But every piece of news he heard from Rorschach was enough to make his jaw drop.

What earth-shattering events have occurred on the high seas this year? Why did even a monster like Big Mom die?

Ignoring the loud shouts from the other prisoners outside, Rorschach stretched and, under Ivankov's surprised gaze, got up and walked to the door of their cell, taking a key out of his pocket.

Ivankov was stunned when he saw the key that Rorschach had pulled out, as were some of the sharp-eyed prisoners.

"Hey! Is that a key in that kid's hand? What's he trying to do? Escape from prison?"

"Click".

The crisp sound of the key opening the cell door, and the grating creak of Rorschach slowly pushing open the rusty cell door, echoed in the vast, empty hell.

When Rorschach calmly walked out of the cell, the entire Infinite Hell erupted in chaos.

"Hey! Kid! Let me out too? I can help you fend off the jailers in the prison!"

"Let me out! Let me out! I, Bartosk, will follow you forever! I am Bartosk, the Viper with a bounty of 550 million Berries!"

Ignoring the prisoners' wailing and howling, Rorschach turned to Ivankov in his cell, waving the key in his hand, and said with a half-smile, "So, are you tempted, Ivankov? How about trying to escape?"

Ivankov glanced at the surveillance Den Den Mushi hanging on the wall in the distance, then looked back at Rorschach standing outside the cell and slowly shook his head.

"This place is constantly under surveillance by Den Den Mushi. The fact that you came out like this didn't attract that monster Magellan. It seems that the key you have was probably given to you by Magellan himself. Rorschach boy, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Hehe, it's nothing. I just wanted to stretch my muscles after eating, drinking and sleeping well."

Rorschach twisted his neck and loosened his wrists. Amidst the eager gazes of the prisoners, he walked to the door of a cell and, under the ecstatic stares of the prisoners inside, inserted the key into the lock.

Chapter 572 One Journey Down the Road to Becoming a Prison Boss - No Turning Back

Inside the cell, the viper Bartosk watched as Rorschach inserted the key into the cell door lock. His ugly face couldn't contain his ecstatic joy. His three-meter-tall body squeezed to the cell door, waiting to rush out the moment Rorschach opened the door.

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it! Quickly open the cell door for me and let me out. I'll take you to a new world where you can eat and drink the best food. As long as you follow me, you can have anything you want!"

Bartosk was so excited that his face turned completely red.

With a crisp click, the cell door swung open.

"Hahaha! I'm free! I, Bartosk, am finally free! I'm going back to the New World and taking back everything that's rightfully mine!" Bartosk laughed heartily upon seeing this and rushed towards the door in ecstasy.

However, a figure about his height appeared at the open cell door, blocking his way.

Rorschach scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed, and said softly, "Um, you mean the viper Batoske? I think I just heard you say that you would follow me if I let you out?"

"You idiot, you believe everything I say? Get the hell out of my way!"

A hint of disdain flashed in Bartosk's eyes as he charged towards him.

He appeared thin and frail, but it was clear that he was quite strong.

A single forward thrust stirred up a gust of wind.

With a shove on his shoulder and a thrust into Rorschach's chest, he perfectly unleashed the remaining strength of Bartosk's body, which had been depleted for many years.

Bartosk came flying in with a gust of wind, the excitement and cruelty on his face still fresh, when he suddenly fell backward with a thud, sliding across the ground behind him. His already rotten prison uniform was immediately torn to shreds until his back slammed against the cell wall with a dull thud, finally stopping his backward flight.

Luo Xia raised his hand to pat the dust off his new prison uniform, then turned and casually closed the cell door.

Bartosk shook his head, still dazed from the impact, and struggled to his feet. He looked at Rorschach with a distorted expression, his ugly, black and gray face resembling that of a demon.

"You bastard! You dare to mess with me? I'll kill you!"

"Viper Fist Technique! Lightning Breath!"

A fierce glint flashed in Bartosk's eyes. His right hand, clad in seastone handcuffs, clenched into a claw, like the gaping maw of a venomous snake, and swiftly grabbed at Rorschach's neck.

The index, middle, and thumb fingers that were hooked up suddenly turned completely black, as they were wrapped with a considerable amount of Armament Haki.

This time, Rorschach did not stand still and use Armament Haki and his body to take the blow head-on. Instead, he chose to use physical techniques to deal with Bartosk's moves.

With a swift movement of his feet, the dozen or so thick sea stone chains binding his body clattered and rubbed together. His tall figure arched before Bartosk, who was reaching for him, and with a quick shift of his feet, he circled behind Bartosk and casually pointed a finger at his back.

Finger gun.

"Pfft!"

A crisp sound rang out, accompanied by a muffled groan from Bartosk.

Luo Xia stared in astonishment at his right index finger, which was stained with bright red blood.

"You bastard! You're asking for it!"

Bartosk, who had almost had his back pierced by Rorschach's finger, instantly turned bloodshot. He roared like a tiger, spread his arms wide, and his arms were completely covered by black Armament Haki. He pushed off with his feet and pounced like a mad tiger, tearing at Rorschach's face with his claws.

"boom!"

Before he could even reach Rorschach, the air in front of Bartosk exploded violently, causing a surge of air currents within the cell. A large hand with outstretched fingers shattered the air in front of him and slammed into his face.

Bartosk opened his mouth, rolled his eyes, and several broken teeth flew out of his mouth. A clear handprint appeared on his ugly face. He was slapped over by Rorschach and fell to the ground with a thud, sending up a circle of old ash and shaking the entire cell.

Luo Xia looked down at the unconscious Bartosk and stared at his own palm with a sense of existential doubt.

"What's going on? This guy... is he really worth 550 million Berries? This kind of trash?"

Rorschach had hoped to have a proper sparring session, where he could counter each move and hone his physical skills without being able to use his Devil Fruit powers, in order to develop a powerful technique of his own, similar to the "Super Body Shattering Star" technique.

Who would have thought that this self-proclaimed pirate with a bounty of 550 million Berries would be defeated by himself in a single encounter.

He didn't even use Armament Haki.

Although they knew that the other party was struggling to survive in this endless hell with little food supply, which was causing their body to weaken day by day and they had lost most of their strength.

But this is too weak, isn't it?

Rorschach walked out of Batossk's cell somewhat dejectedly, his gaze sweeping back and forth across the various cells of the Infinite Hell.

Every prisoner whose gaze swept over him suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

They looked at Bartosk, who had been knocked to the ground by Rorschach and was now unconscious and in a pitiful state, and then at Rorschach's familiar long silver hair.

Suddenly, the image of a silver-haired naval youth in a snow-white military uniform slowly emerged in their minds.

"You...you're that brat from the navy?"

"That bastard who killed Big Barrel before!"

“That’s right! It’s him! I’m not mistaken. He’s the one who killed Jote last time and crippled Pizarro and Depon.”

"Damn it, is this navy brat tired of living? Does he really think he's so tough? Trying to use us as punching bags? Hey! If you've got the guts, come to my cell with your key!"

Luo Xia listened to the noisy sounds around him and a thought struck him.

Oh right, what about Pizarro and the Depon who were beaten half to death by him last time he came here?

If these people hadn't mentioned it, I would have completely forgotten about it.

Rorschach looked toward Pizarro's previous cell and quickly spotted two prisoners in the corner of the cell, their backs to him, facing the walls on either side, huddled up as if afraid of attracting his attention.

Seeing this, Luo Xia's lips curled slightly.

It seems that Pizarro and Depon recognized him a long time ago.

He strode toward the cell where the two men were.

"Pizarro, Depon, you're going a bit too far. You're turning your backs on me. Aren't we acquaintances?"

With a sharp click, the cell door creaked open.

The ear-piercing scraping sound made Pizarro and Depon's scalps tingle. They hurriedly turned around and saw Rorschach, who had casually closed the cell door, looking at them with a happy smile, as if they had been reunited after a long separation.

Hearing Rorschach's words, Pizarro was furious.

He pointed at Rorschach's nose and cursed, "You damn Navy brat! Don't go too far! Who the hell knows you?"

"Why are you wasting your breath talking to him? Let's all attack together! Kill this arrogant brat! Last time, he distracted us with the key, which is why he picked us off one by one. This time, we'll make sure he doesn't leave alive!"

Dai Peng screamed.

"Alright! Let's all go together!"

Pizarro shouted.

The two immediately pounced on Luo Xia, who was standing in the middle, from the left and right.

A layer of pitch-black energy emanated from their hands and feet.

"Arm! Island-Shattering Fist!"

"Armor! The Fist of Charm!"

Just as Pizarro and Devon rushed forward to attack Rorschach, their fists and feet still wrapped in Armament Haki, Rorschach vanished in a flash.

"So fast!"

The two were horrified. Their muscles tensed instantly, and their bodies were covered with dark Armament Haki. Without hesitation, they charged at each other, wanting to face each other back to back.

However, before the two could make a move, the five-meter-tall Pizarro was kicked in the waist and abdomen, and his huge body flew to the side, bending over.

On the right, Dai Peng saw a dark shadow appear before her eyes—the sole of a large shoe—which was imprinted hard on her face.

Depon's long nose cracked first, shattering under the weight. He cried out in pain, his body jerked backward, and a cloud of white ash exploded behind his head. He and Pizarro crashed into the fence and the ground almost simultaneously.

With a deafening crash, both men coughed up blood, feeling as if Luo Xia had shattered their bones.

"asshole……"

Pizarro fared slightly better. His massive size and physical strength were noticeably greater than Devon's, and he managed to get up from the ground, glaring at Rorschach with resentment.

Dai Peng, however, had a clear shoe print on his face, a comminuted fracture of his nasal bone, and several lost teeth. His mind was in a daze, and he lay on the ground in a coma, as if he were dead.

Luo Xia looked at his hands and feet, his face full of frustration.

"No, my body seems to be too strong. These guys who have been locked up for too long and are physically depleted can't train with me at all."