I am the Bandit King of the East Sea.

But Barrett used Armament Haki! And it wasn't just any ordinary Armament Haki! If she got hit head-on, she'd probably die on the spot, right?

But the next second, Crocodile knew... there was nothing left to fear.

A chilling sword light erupted from her body, and her vision went black instantly. This time, even her head was shredded by the sword light.

Chapter 535 The Mountain Bandit King's Tenderness

Crocdale no longer has to worry about getting her head blown off by Barrett.

Because before Barrett could smash her head, her head had already been smashed open from behind by Sieg.

Not only her head, but this time, her entire body was completely shredded by the sword that Sieg stabbed from behind, and then exploded into a pile of yellow sand.

From this perspective...

"I've saved Crocdale from Barrett's fists again!" Sig thought to himself.

“Sig-----”

Barrett roared:

"I am stronger than you!"

"This formidable strength, honed to its peak over many years... without a doubt, I am the strongest!"

Amidst the roar.

A gleaming sword flashed across the dimly lit prison floor as the tip of the two-meter-long sword met Barrett's iron fist.

In an instant, an invisible wave of air swept and swirled, and the floor beneath their feet cracked open with shocking fissures, the sound of cracking echoing incessantly.

Then, the entire Impel Down began to shake violently, as if some colossal beast with unparalleled power was shaking the prison.

The prisoners immediately paled.

"The aftershocks of their fight were this strong?"

"No way? Their power is already enough to shake Impel Down?"

"Hey...we're underwater! It's not a good idea to make a move here!"

Amid the crowd's discussion, Redfield's expression changed slightly.

However, instead of looking at Sieg and Barrett fighting, he looked up at the ceiling.

“This is not just the aftermath of the battle between Sieg and Barrett.”

"It seems Whitebeard and his crew are causing quite a stir on the ground," Redfield muttered to himself.

Before he could finish speaking, the Golden Lion's face darkened.

"You two, that's enough!"

He flashed and instantly entered the battlefield, his two longswords crackling with electricity as they slashed down on Barrett's arms.

A burst of blazing white lightning struck, sending the towering giant flying backward. He staggered several steps before regaining his footing.

"Golden Lion...you are indeed very strong."

Barrett chuckled, her crimson eyes, now in devil mode, fixed on the suddenly intervening Golden Lion, a fierce fighting spirit rising within her.

Golden Lion, a cigar dangling from his mouth, coldly watched Barrett fly backward.

"You madman, if you want to fight, wait until we get out of Impel Down."

"If things go wrong because of you, everyone here will be imprisoned in Impel Down again!"

"The Navy Admirals must have arrived by now for this war. Aren't you supposed to be a great fighter? Go up and take on a few Navy Admirals one-on-one!"

These words calmed Barrett, who had been somewhat out of her mind, and her bloodshot eyes regained their clarity.

"That's true..."

Barrett murmured to herself in a voice only she could hear:

"Not only is there a chance to take revenge on the Navy, but even the world's strongest warrior, Whitebeard, is on the ground..."

Seeing Barrett's reaction, the Golden Lion snorted coldly:

"Your battle is over, Sig, you have no objections, right?"

Sieg did not respond to this question.

The golden lion turned around and looked.

"S-----G-----"

The yellow sand condensed into a human shape in front of Sieg. Crocodile glared at him with a murderous look on her face, the golden hook in her hand reflecting the cold light of the metal.

As a Logia-type Devil Fruit user, Crocodile's attacks, without the application of Armament Haki, are completely ineffective against her.

However, it's not a matter of whether I'm injured or not; it's mainly that I'm furious.

The first backstab by Sieg could be attributed to the suddenness of the event, as Sieg happened to be standing behind Crocodile and did it casually.

But what about the second time?

This was clearly intentional.

"Sieg, what do you take me for?" Crocdale growled, her expression twisted. She raised the golden hook in one hand, while a small sand whirl was spinning in her palm in the other, ready to be unleashed.

"Well.."

Sieg was also taken aback. How should he respond?

Tell the truth? Crocodile cannot catch a blade bare-handed, and because of her elemental body (a Logia-type ability), she cannot be injured by Sigurd's sword...

"My swordsmanship can only really cut you. You're practically the perfect tool tailor-made for me!"

Of course, it's impossible to say such a thing aloud.

While Sigurd was pondering his decision, the Whitebeard Pirates couldn't sit still any longer.

The tremors in Impel Down meant that Whitebeard was already engaged in fierce fighting, and they couldn't wait to return to his side.

Seeing Crocdale entangled with Sieg, they racked their brains to think of ways to persuade him:

"I understand now, Sig is incredibly powerful..."

"He wanted to use this to prove that even without using Armament Haki, Sig's swordsmanship alone was enough to deal with Barrett's Armament Haki, which he had trained to the extreme."

"Heh, what power, what spirit..."

With established members of the Whitebeard Pirates like Vista doing their reading comprehension exercises, the other prisoners quickly grasped the meaning as well.

"I see..."

"Sigu is even more arrogant than that madman Barrett... but his strength is undeniable."

"Heh, Barrett just said he was the strongest, that he had trained to the extreme, but he couldn't even force Sigurd to use his Armament Haki..."

These prisoners are no pushovers; they are criminals who thrive on chaos, and some have already begun to stir things up.

These words did cause the murderous aura on Crocdale's face to dissipate slightly.

She was certainly annoyed at being treated this way, but it seemed pretty good to be able to make Barrett, who looked down on her, suffer a setback.

Seeing the change in Crocodile's expression, Sieg coughed lightly and began his performance.

He gave a slight, bitter smile and said calmly:

“Barrett’s a muscle-bound lunatic. To prevent you from being caught in the aftermath of that guy’s attack, I have no choice but to chop you to pieces first,” Sig said softly.

"Crocodile, I did this to protect you."

These words made the eyelids of Vista and the others nearby twitch.

However, in order to get things done as quickly as possible and reach the surface, Vista and the others gritted their teeth and began to put on an awkward, emotional act in an attempt to appease Crocodile:

"Ah...how powerful, how gentle."

"Is this the gentleness of the pirate king of the sea?"

Amidst the surrounding noise, Crocdale finally let out a cold snort, and the sand whirlwind in her hand gradually disappeared.

Her figure turned into sand and then appeared about ten meters behind Sig.

"If there's a next time, I'll use my powers to personally drain you dry," Crocdale threatened in a low voice.

Chapter 536 Prisoner Lieutenant General

"If there's a next time, I'll use my powers to personally drain you dry," Crocdale threatened in a low voice.

After she finished speaking, she moved about ten meters away, keeping her distance from Sieg.

Seeing that things had finally calmed down on Crocodile's side, Sieg felt a bit of lingering fear.

He made up his mind:

"I must treat her better from now on."

"It would be best to get along well with her... so I can stab her every day."

Sig glanced at the chainsaw sword and wolf fang sword in his inventory and thought to himself.

Upon seeing this, Vista and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"We wasted a lot of time just now... Now there's no time to waste!"

The golden lion raises its arms and shouts:

"Then it's time to cause a ruckus and let the navy experience again the cruelty of our era!"

The prisoners of Infinite Hell poured out of their cells and gathered in the corridor of the Golden Lion.

But just as they were about to leave, a cold voice came from the corner again:

“Golden Lion, Sig, there’s no problem fighting the Navy with you, but that doesn’t mean we’re allies… I won’t team up with anyone.”

In a huge cell deep in the corridor, World Destroyer Wald stepped out.

“Not bad.” Barrett, who had been defiant before, now nodded in deep agreement.

"Companions or allies, such childish notions only make one weak. This sea is the battlefield. Only by constantly training alone can one pursue the strongest!"