Except for a guy like Ron who is sure that the poison will not kill him, anyone who engages in close combat with Magellan will not end well.
Looking at the two traces dragged out on the ice, a picture soon appeared in Ron's mind.
Xi Liu slashed and chased his prey. Some of the prisoners should know that the elevator to the upper floor is at this location, so they run towards this direction.
They almost succeed, but Magellan arrives, summoning venom to subdue the prisoner. Xiliu stood in that position and spoke a few words to Magellan. Finally, Magellan took action with hatred and knocked Xiliu away.
There may be factors in this that Shiliu surrendered on his own initiative.
After all, no one knows better than him, as the chief guard, how difficult it is to escape from level 5 to the upper level under Magellan's pursuit. He also knows that escaping to the upper level is not the point. How to leave the impel city is the biggest problem.
Without the Gate of Justice open, anyone without the ability to fly would be helpless in the face of the turbulent whirlpool outside. The physically demanding move of Moon Walk cannot be used to cross the sea.
So he was captured without hesitation.
At this time, Ron noticed a pool of blood not far away, pointed there and asked: "Do military wolves have the habit of eating the corpses of their companions?"
There, in what was clearly a dent made by a huge beast, the blood was still there, but the body was gone.
"I think should not be?"
Hannibal walked over and dug at the snow, but the footprints were already covered in heavy snow and nothing could be seen. He could only say hesitantly: "The military wolves outside will definitely not eat the corpses of their companions, but here we only feed them every seven days." For once, I can’t tell.”
Just like the Hell Island that Ron once visited, the beasts in the city are also caught from other places. This ferocious beast that lives in the cold climate of the East Island is a natural predator. Feed them once every seven days to keep them Always in a state of hunger, he serves as the only guardian of the extremely cold hell.
Better to die than live.
Being locked up in a prison can barely survive, but when you get out, you will be eaten by hungry military wolves. The prisoners know very well how to choose.
Whether a beast with red eyes from hunger will engage in cannibalism? There is no monitoring phone bug, and Hannibal is not an animal behaviorist, so he naturally dare not make a guarantee.
"Oh, is it so?"
Ron said calmly, letting go of his feelings.
After a long time, he put away his domineering attitude and pursed his lips.
"It's pretty well hidden!"
He didn't know whether the military wolves had the habit of cannibalism due to hunger, but he knew that humans definitely didn't.
There is a level 5.5 in Impel Down that is even more mysterious than level 6. The former is known to many managers and is not really a big secret. The latter is just an illusory legend even in the entire Impel City.
But Ron knows that lv.5.5 is real.
The "Monster King" Ivankov, who has mysteriously disappeared and been removed from the prisoner list because of the strange story "Devil's Invitation" that has gradually spread in recent years, is the current queen of lv.5.5.
Queen, there's nothing wrong with you!
lv.5.5 was originally a shelter built by prisoners over hundreds of years. With the purpose of surviving even if they couldn't escape, Impel Down City was not a good place for living people. As a result, Ivankov accidentally entered and ruled there, transforming it into a "new transvestite paradise."
Under the domineering power of Wisdom, all life in lv.5 was invisible in front of Ron. The group of half-starved army wolves and prisoners did not look like they were full. You can imagine where the body of the army wolf disappeared. .
"Perhaps we can make a deal with them and Dorag. This is my third gift!"
Ron thought silently.
The Revolutionary Army has vital existence value in Ron's plan, and now is not a good time to fall out with Dorag.
Just like Orric uses Ron as a sharp knife to leverage the authority of the Five Old Stars, the Revolutionary Army is not Ron's sharp weapon to leverage the World Government.
The ambitious Orric took the lead in the front, and the revolutionary army later added fuel to the fire and set off a wave of resistance. It would be wonderful to succeed, but as long as he is strong enough, it is not a big trouble for him to pick peaches with the intelligence advantage.
Now he is just a brick. No one can do anything to him wherever he needs to move it. Being alone is the only reason why he is willing to be used as a pawn by Orric.
Facing the mountain of world government, the most important thing is to protect yourself, otherwise it will be all empty talk.
Even if it doesn't succeed, it will make the world government miserable.
At that time, it was the best time for him to show his value and enter the center of power.
No matter how you calculate, you won't suffer a loss.
The only trouble is that Dorag may have guessed what he is going to do and must be on guard. Although Orric was blinded by ambition and his long-standing lofty status, the innate advantages of the Celestial Dragons were too great, and they were also a tough opponent.
In this situation, Ron wants to plan the world. It should not be said that he is walking on thin ice, but the tip of a knife is dancing. If he is not careful, he will fall into the abyss!
Arriving at the original prison cell of level 5, there were only three or five survivors in a row of cells that were thousands of meters long. Looking at the empty cells that had been completely cut off, Ron smacked his lips.
"How much material is left to advance into the city?"
"Uh... there aren't many prisoners left, so the materials are enough for the time being."
Hannibal said nonsense.
Another meaning of this sentence is that it is absolutely impossible to completely repair the Extreme Cold Hell with existing materials.
This is the terrifying thing about the top combat power in the world of One Piece. The aftermath of their actions is a natural disaster, and the damage caused is immeasurable. lv.5 was not completely penetrated and caused seawater to pour in. It is probably because Shiliu did not find an opponent who could use his ultimate move.
"Write an application to the World Government. The extreme cold hell has suffered heavy losses and needs major changes!"
Ron calmly finalized the plan, looked back at the messy lv.5, and said, "Take me to lv.6!"
Hannibal nodded. The acting director was also the director and had the right to go to lv.6, but he still asked cautiously.
"Director, the people who entered lv.6 are all great people. Even if they are death row prisoners, we can't do anything without permission, so..."
"Don't worry, I know the severity."
Ron smiled faintly, then raised the corners of his mouth.
He had wanted to do this for a long time, but he didn't expect Warring States to give him the opportunity so quickly.
…
On the sixth floor of Impel Down City, there is an infinite hell that many prisoners don't know about.
Going down to the entrance of the sixth floor through the elevator, Ron took out the key that Magellan gave him and opened the door.
Unexpectedly, this level, known as the infinite hell, except that the air is a bit humid, the light is a bit dim, and the smell is a bit unpleasant, the environment is actually better than any other level of hell above.
Moreover, there are no scary beasts or extreme climate, and each cell is quite spacious. Compared with the first five floors, this place is simply a paradise.
"Hey, it looks like a new person has come in? Hannibal, who is this?"
As soon as they entered the door, a frivolous male voice came from a cell a few meters away from them. His voice was full of magnetism, but the murderous intention faintly revealed made Hannibal tremble all over.
"Damn it Buffy!"
At some point, Hannibal had already held his double-edged sword in his hand. Hearing this, he screamed: "Show me some respect, this is our new director!!"
"It's the acting director..."
Ron continued to correct him calmly, then walked to the prison and said calmly: "Richard Bafield? The arms dealer who wanted to use explosive rocks to destroy Marlin Ford?"
"Oh? I didn't expect that someone in the outside world would remember me?"
From the shadows deep in the cell, a huge and burly man with a head half the size of his own palm leaned out.
His narrow and cold eyes glanced up and down, and Buffel smiled evilly.
"Is there no one left in the World Government? They actually let a brat replace Magellan!!"
boom! !
After the words fell, suddenly, an extremely powerful and overbearing look emerged from Bafier's body, and he pressed straight towards Ron.
As a madman who almost succeeded in destroying Mariejoia, Bafiir's domineering power was unparalleled by ordinary people.
But at this moment, a black light exploded, and the others only noticed Ron reaching back. The next second, a sound like a water pipe leaking appeared in the quiet cell.
Bafiir stopped his domineering look and lowered his head blankly.
Click...
The ankle bones that maintained a fragile balance could not support his huge body. Under his shocked gaze, the incision was opened backwards.
Boom!
After falling heavily to the ground, Bafil looked up in disbelief.
"you… "
Uh-huh!
The sharp spikes of the Thunder Dragon Square Halberd were aimed at the tip of Bafier's nose. Under the uneasy gazes of Hannibal and Bafiel, Ron took out a cigar with his free left hand, lit it and took a breath.
"Believe me, Mr. Buffel, there are many things in the world that are scarier than death. This is my greeting gift."
Immediately, the electric light spread along the Thunder Dragon Fangtian Halberd and penetrated into Bafier's cut ankle.
Sizzle!
"ah!!!"
Screams and lightning rang out at the same time. Ron looked back at the quiet infinite hell, and the corners of his mouth cracked.
"Your good days are over, scumbags!"