Chapter 527: Advancing the City (XII)

"Captain, aren't you afraid that the God Slayer will take away all the prisoners in the Infinite Hell? After all, their Hell Pirates are also short of people right now..."

In a beast room in the Lv2 Beast Hell, the Blackbeard Pirates are hiding here.

Van Oka asked while adjusting the sniper rifle.

"Hahahaha... No, for any pirate group, if they gather too many dangerous characters, even if the captain is very strong, the pirate group will not be able to develop for long. There are too many unstable factors... lack of bond." Tiqi laughed strangely, and his eyes became a little shrewd and wise at this moment, "The reason why the Whitebeard Pirates are strong is not only because the father is strong enough, but also because of cohesion. The father treats everyone as his son, which is the most important thing." "As for us, it is because we have the same goal and dream." "And the Hell Pirates... Hahahaha... They don't look like people with dreams. Simply put, the way adopted by the God Slayer is 'strength first'. He relies on his own terrifying strength to make all the crew members obey him. This way is very common for newcomers. But for For veterans who have been trapped in the Infinite Hell and have experienced many storms, it will not work. They are all ambitious guys... Each of them is an unstable factor. If they really board the ship of the Hell Pirates, if there is a chance or a little crisis for Oboro, these people will definitely turn against them. "

"Even if it is during the daily sailing time, if such a large number of people are gathered on the ship, it is enough to be a headache. The pirate group will not calm down. For me and Oboro, what we want is a stable and powerful partner... From the series of growth routes of the Hell Pirates, it is not difficult to see that Oboro's style is not to take on too much. Until now, there are only ten people who can be really seen by him. After all, no one wants to be stabbed by their own people at a critical moment. "

During the communication, a figure appeared from the dark porch.

Lafitte, who went to investigate the news, came back.

"How is it?"

Teach looked over.

"The God Slayer has gone to Infinite Hell, and the other members of the Hell Pirates are selecting the final survivors on each floor... They seem to have a great demand for personnel, and want to take a lot of people away."

"In addition, Straw Hat Boy and Sea Knight Jinbei have already arrived at the Beast Hell... and are about to rush out."

Lafitte pinched the brim of his hat and answered.

"This is a good opportunity, do you want to do it?"

Lafitte raised his bright red lips slightly and asked Teach for instructions.

What he meant was... taking advantage of the current chaos to kill the scattered members of the Hell Pirates.

They had been to the monitoring room before, and before the signal was cut off, they had seen some images... and roughly knew who was left by the God Slayer to control the situation in each layer of hell.

"Don't be ridiculous, that guy hasn't left yet." Teach showed a gap in his teeth and grinned.

"It's different from what you said."

Van Oka said.

"Hahahaha... No, what he did confirmed my guess. As for the people who were taken away... they should be useful. It seems that he is preparing to do something big." Teach said firmly.

"Will the Hell Pirates participate in the war in Marinford?"

Van Oka frowned.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what he wants to do, it can't interfere with our plan... Our goal is Whitebeard's Tremor Fruit."

Teach's eyes flashed in the dark.

After all, he is the only one who can obtain the power of the fruit.

"Four emperors..."

Lafitte suddenly spoke.

"If Whitebeard dies... Captain, if you don't want to confront them head-on for the time being, then... the resources of the Whitebeard Pirates in the New World will have to be handed over to others. I'm afraid we won't be able to eat much, and there won't be much soup left for us."

"This also explains why he recruited so many people on board."

"Don't worry, if Whitebeard dies... the new Four Emperors take over, and it's a guy like Habo, the structure of the New World will definitely usher in earth-shaking changes. The water will become quite turbid. At least for now, our relationship with the Hell Pirates is pretty good... Even if the Hell Pirates become the Four Emperors, there are still three others..."

"Although the New World is the territory of the Four Emperors, it is not Absolutely, there are still some big fish that can remain neutral or have their own territory in the game between the four emperors... We will eat these big fish first, and then choose one of the four emperors to overthrow it. As long as we get the power of the old man's fruit, all this will not be a problem for us. Sometimes, appropriate tolerance is very necessary. If you want to achieve great things, you can't be impatient... In this sea, if you want to really gain a foothold, it is not about who is stronger, but who lives longer. "

"The more famous the Hell Pirates are, the better it is for us... because no matter who the opponent is, he will be the first to be targeted."

"Thief hahaha..."

In the dim room, Teach's laughter continued.

...

Lv5 Extreme Cold Hell.

Crocodile smoked a cigar, sitting on a high prison cell, staring coldly at the prisoners who were fighting and killing each other in the snow below.

"It's been a while... Isn't it over yet?"

Sand Crocodile thought to himself.

What is Long doing in the infinite hell?

...

At the same time, in infinite hell.

The suit was slightly wrinkled and slightly damaged, sitting on a 'mountain of corpses' that had just been piled up.

Under his butt were dozens of living lives that had just died in his hands.

At this point, the game has come to an end.

From one-on-one at the beginning, to two-on-one, three-on-one, and surrounded by multiple people...he was the ultimate winner.

No one can change the outcome.

What's even more terrifying is the speed with which he resolves the battle.

It is true that the physical skills of these powerful prisoners will deteriorate due to long-term imprisonment...but that is also for the 'weak'.

A truly strong person will never lose strength no matter what environment he finds himself in.

He was like an emperor, sitting on a 'throne' made of blood and corpses. At this moment, there was no voice of doubt in the huge prison.

Even when he asked if there were any challengers.

What responded to him was silence.

"Very good... Now you should be able to listen to me honestly. I'm personally very satisfied with this." Hagi's scarred face was still stained with blood. He smiled softly and crossed his fingers on his knees. "No matter what your previous status was or what your strength was, being imprisoned in this Impel City only means one thing... you have failed and are complete losers."

"So, when it comes to me...you bunch of rubbish, you'd better be respectful...My personality is much calmer now. If it were 'earlier', I wouldn't mind helping the World Government kill all you bugs." ”

Hazy is telling the truth, but also provoking.

By earlier, he didn't mean when he was in Pirates, but when he was in Full Time.

"The game...isn't it still going on?"

"Even if you are the person in charge, you don't have the right to stop it unilaterally, right?"

Suddenly, a joking laughter came.

Taken the bait.

Lu's heart moved, the surface was light and windy, and he raised his finger.

The prison door where the sound source was located was opened.

A man with blond hair and a sturdy back stepped through the gate and finally arrived in front of the 'Corpse Mountain'.

He raised his head and stared at Long sitting on the top of the mountain with excitement.

"Well... I'm still a little angry. I thought you were all scared out of your wits."

Hao praised.

"Descendant of the Devil, Douglas Barrett, former member of the Roger Pirates."

Hao revealed the identity of the other party.

"For the original you, it seems that challenging Roger has always been your belief, but after Roger died, you were completely lost...how about it? Homeless vicious dog, join the Hell Pirates, let me Come and guide you in Roger’s place.”

As he spoke, he slowly stood up, his terrifying domineering power suddenly unleashed.

Barrett licked his lips, moved his shoulders, and was eager to try, "Beat me first and then...don't let me down."

"Don't worry, I will let you feel what it means to be frustrated again."

His eyes became colder, and his aura... also started to get excited.