I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

Growing angrier by the thought, Cassilia took off her magnificent sword from her waist and slashed the slave hard.

A streak of blood appeared, and the slave trembled even more violently, but dared not scream, nor dared he let Saint Casilla, who was sitting on him, fall.

That would definitely lead to death.

Unlike him, a suppressed scream came from the other side of the cabin.

Saint Casillas's gaze shifted immediately. He snorted, threw away his blood-stained sword, picked up the musket lying to the side, and walked over.

That was the private dungeon on his ship where he punished disobedient slaves. At that moment, a burly merman slave was being chained by his limbs and was being whipped by another slave, leaving him covered in wounds.

"You lowly merman! How dare you make a sound?!" With his arrival, the slaves who had been whipping the merman stepped back, and Saint Cassilia pointed her musket at the merman's body.

The merman was extremely weak. Seeing his lips move, he stammered, "Saint Casilla, my...my brother..."

boom!

The musket roared, and a bloody hole appeared in the merman's arm.

The merman lost consciousness after catching his breath, only to be jolted awake by the pain of the next few shots.

"Useless! You were knocked unconscious by those filthy pirates in an instant, and you still dare to make demands of the great Creator?!"

"I... blocked... the... rescue..."

That's true. If it weren't for the merman, today's surprise attack would probably have done more than just break his bubble mask. This only made Saint Casilla even angrier. Her face turned crooked, and she pointed her musket directly at the merman's head.

Just then, a muffled thud sounded behind him as he fell to the ground.

"Hmm?" Saint Cassilia turned around and saw a strong upper body with wet clothes clinging tightly to the body. She looked up in surprise.

"Who are you?" Even looking up at him, Casilla Saint's face was full of arrogance as she snorted and pointed her gun at Figo: "I don't remember having a slave like you. Who told you to suddenly stand behind me! Get out of my way!"

boom!

The musket spews flames!

The bullet struck Figo directly, then bounced off with a snap.

"Um?!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Snapped!

With four bullets flying off, Figo's large hand swung, shattering the glass dome that Saint Casilla wore on his head and hitting him in the face!

His pig-like fat face twisted and deformed, with broken teeth and blood splattering everywhere. His clumsy body was lifted into the air and flipped over a thousand degrees before crashing down!

With a scream of agony, Saint Cassilia, who had fallen from the ship, writhed on the deck, trembling as she pointed at Figo: "You lowly mortal..."

Crack—His hand was broken by Figo!

"what!!"

The piercing screams echoed throughout the ship, but no one came to check. The slaves on board had all silently fallen into a coma!

Saint Cassilia's body convulsed, finally rolling her eyes and fainting. Only the merman hanging there remained conscious. His previously blurred consciousness was jolted clear by the scene before him. He stared wide-eyed at Figo: "You...you are...how did you get...in Impel Down..."

“Fishman Agai.” Figo hadn’t expected the Celestial Dragons’ ship to be so weakly defended, and he certainly hadn’t expected to see him here.

The first fishman captured and taken to Impel Down, the one who helped him activate his fishman powers! He was taken from Impel Down, but instead of being executed, he became a slave of the Celestial Dragons?

"Damn Celestial Dragons! Damn Celestial Dragons, you kidnapped my brother and enslaved him for no reason!" Figo still remembered Agai's roar. He looked at the slave mark on Agai's body, went out and found a set of keys on a slave at the cell door. He then untied Agai from his chains.

The fish-man, his limbs crippled, lay sprawled on the ground, still staring at Figo in shock: "You, why are you..." Is this a dream?

Figo didn't explain for him, but instead went over and brought up the Celestial Dragon Saint Cassilia, suspending Saint Cassilia's limbs on chains.

Prison records flashed through my mind.

[Prisoner: Abdul Qassem Soleimani]

[Level: N2]

[Status: Detained]

Crime Index: 2699

[Participation rate in the arrest: 100%]

[Benefit: Swordsmanship +5398 → 15284 (Level 3 Swordsman)]

At first glance, Figo thought he was seeing things.

I had to look at it several times to confirm.

What exactly did they do to have a crime index more than 20 times higher than that of a pure villain who loves to manipulate people's hearts?!

He slowly turned around and looked towards the holy site.

So that was the greatest treasure for me all along? A treasure even bigger than Impel Down, inhabited by a bunch of pathetic 'pirate emperors'!

Unfortunately, this treasure is extremely difficult to obtain...

The fishman, sprawled on the ground, finally realized this wasn't a dream, and managed a pleading look as he said, "My...my brothers...my brothers..."

"You're willing to be his slave for the sake of your brother, do you want me to help you investigate your brother's situation?" Figo asked him.

The fishman nodded with difficulty.

"Don't ask anymore, they're all dead."

The moment Figo saw the fishman Agai, he quickly searched through the prison files and found the fishman Pappas, as well as the three fishmen he had captured during the attack on Impel Down.

All statuses are 'Dead'!

Agai's fish eyes instantly lost their luster. He had actually expected this outcome, but he just hadn't wanted to believe it.

Figo then picked up a whip from the side.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"what!"

Cassilia woke up screaming, then screamed again and fell unconscious. Figo didn't bother with him or give him a chance to beg for mercy. Of course, the arrogant and ignorant Celestial Dragon was more likely to make threats.

Having spent eight years in Impel Down, Figo was an expert with the whip. He knew exactly when, what physique, what injury, and what tolerance level to use, and what force and angle to apply.

They were like the villains in Impel Down.

Five minutes, ten minutes.

The Celestial Dragon woke up in pain and then fell into a coma. Gradually, not a single intact part of his body remained, and snot, tears, and even dirtier things flowed out!

Until he was beaten to death!

This was somewhat lenient with him, but Figo was unwilling to commit more brutal torture, nor did he want to linger here too long and cause any further complications.

Gerald's character events are complete.

Figo threw down his whip and looked hesitantly at the fishman Agai.

During the ten-minute rest, Agai seemed to have regained some strength. His face was ashen, but his speech became coherent, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death.

"Don't pity me, human. I don't know why you're here or why you killed a Celestial Dragon, but silencing you is necessary."

“I have lost everything, nothing can frighten me anymore, and I am grateful to be free again in the last moments of my life.”

He turned toward the unconscious slave outside the cell.

"I suppose...they are the same."

"No, I'm just thinking about how to frame you for the deaths of the Celestial Dragons," Figo said. "How about you help me think of something?"

"..." The fishman Agai paused for a moment, then smiled wryly, "You rascal..."

A minute later, with trembling arms, he placed his hands on the slave collar around his neck, laughed loudly, and with a burst of strength, broke the collar off!

With a deafening roar, a massive explosion erupted from the slave collars, sending flames soaring into the sky and igniting the entire ship. Soon, this triggered a chain reaction of explosions from the collars on other slaves, one after another!

Not far away, in the sea, Figo quietly watched all of this unfold until the flames completely disintegrated the ship, the sea stone section sank into the deep sea, and the sea kings swam over and devoured all traces. Only then did he turn around and return to Marine Headquarters.

Fishman Agai was only R9 level, and Figo could kill him with two punches, but tonight, Figo felt a different kind of power from him!

"Courage, friendship, freedom..."

An indescribable emotion and feeling surged within him. Before Figo could even select the rewards from Gerald's character event, an ability had unknowingly appeared in his list!

Conqueror's Haki: 27

Level 1, Conqueror's Haki Sprout!

Chapter Twenty-Six: The World Government Shaken

The following morning, Admiral Oja, who was on his way to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise, met with one of the Five Elders—Mendespin Saint.

Marshal Oga is 69 years old this year. His hair is mostly white and he is rather short. At 1.6 meters tall, he does not have the demeanor of a general or marshal. However, his face is tough and he looks very imposing. He does not bow down even when facing the highest authority of the world government.

"Lord Mendespen, why is it that the World Government is cooperating with the notorious human trafficker Yamanbagiri, yet I, as the Fleet Admiral, have received no information whatsoever?!" he asked bluntly.

"Are you questioning me?" Mendesbin retorted with displeasure. "Gaston Figo sabotaged the World Government's plan to unite the giants, and I haven't even held you accountable yet. Why did you let him board that warship?"

"That's called uniting the giants? That's a shameless deception! It will have endless consequences!" the O family roared.

Mendespen looked at him with a frown.

The two men stared at each other, their necks stiff.

After a long silence, Mendesbin said, "Forget it, the plan has failed, and I don't want to waste my breath on it. O's family, I called you here because I have two things to tell you."

"The Soul-Soul Fruit of the human trafficker Yamaba has many uses, but this time I'll give you some face and allow you to imprison her in Impel Down."

The Ao family's expression softened slightly.

“But the seven giants are not an option. We cannot afford to anger the entire giant race and risk the reorganization of the Giant Warrior Pirates. I will have them taken to the Holy Land and make other arrangements for them!”

Auer frowned again. However, this matter was within his tolerance; Mendesbin had given him some face, and he felt he had to return the favor.

Faced with the Five Elders, he, as the Fleet Admiral, was ultimately in a weaker position.

He simply bargained, saying, "One of the seven giants is Kevin, who has a blood feud with Gerdchak, the 'Worry Demon' whom Figo captured this time, for killing his daughter. Moreover, he joined the Giant Warrior Pirates relatively late and doesn't have the blood of a Marine on his hands. I want to keep him and persuade him to become a Marine Admiral!"

Mendespen considered for a few seconds.

"can."

"The second thing. The World Government is determined to separate Impel Down from the Marine Headquarters, strengthen Impel Down's power, create a new Director position, and make Impel Down the third agency directly under the government, after the Marine Headquarters and Enies Lobby!"