Guarding Impel Down For A Hundred Years, I Am Invincible

Impel down.

One level at sea.

Large baptistery.

All kinds of melodious screams could be heard endlessly.

The prisoners fell into the largest boiling pool like dumplings.

When the cooked ones are as red as prawns, they are picked up one by one and put on prison uniforms.

The baptism continues.

Roger and Carl took three prisoners, the human trafficker Sister Carmelite, the scarlet beast king Derek and the Lord of the Undead Barbossa, and took the elevator to the fourth underground floor of Blazing Hell.

Along the way.

The trafficker nun Carmelite looked at Roger with eyes full of hatred.

Derek, the crimson beast king whose abilities were completely restricted by seastone handcuffs, looked pale.

There was only fear on the blistered face.

He won't forget.

Roger once promised Rear Admiral Tia to take good care of him.

A hellish life worse than life is coming.

In contrast.

Barbossa, the Lord of the Undead, is much calmer.

It seems that he has accepted his fate.

five minutes later.

A group of five people came to Freezing Hell, the fifth underground floor.

Roger raised his foot and kicked the trafficker nun Carmelite in the buttocks.

Send her to a cold cell.

Originally, with her strength, let alone the fifth level.

Even the fourth level is barely enough.

Because of her status as a human trafficker.

Roger gave him special ‘preferential treatment’.

“Let’s reflect here carefully from now on!”

Roger spoke coldly.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, the Carmelites glared at Roger with hatred.

"If you dare to stare at me, you will be punished with a week's worth of food!"

Roger unceremoniously used his powers as warden.

"Hey, young warden, can you lock me up with her?"

Greed and covetousness flashed across the ugly old face of Barbossa, Lord of the Undead.

His tongue licked the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, the trafficker Sister Carmelite finally panicked.

She was absolutely unwilling to share a cell with Barbossa.

Even though he was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to look at Roger for help.

Although it's nice to see traffickers scared, fearful.

But Roger also doesn't want to see villains like Barbossa happy who have done all kinds of bad things.

five minutes later.

Roger and Carl took Barbossa and Derek to the sixth underground floor of Eternal Hell.

The otherwise noisy Eternal Hell.

There was silence as Roger arrived.

Immediately afterwards.

A greater uproar broke out.

"Damn it, the disaster star is back!"

"How long has it been? How come this damn Bai Yaksha is back so soon!"

"Has it been three months already? Why do I feel like it's only been three days!"

"It's over, our happy life is gone!"

"No!!!"

The prisoners howled one after another.

"Ah this"

Vice Admiral Old Carl's face twitched.

No need to ask.

Old Carl also knew the reason.

It is inseparable from Roger's practice.

Just come here.

Feeling the resentment of the prisoners.

Old Carl still couldn't help being shocked and sighing.

This is how hard he should be beaten!

That’s why I have such resentment!

"Shut up everyone!!!"

Roger's eyes flashed with coldness and he shouted majestically.

time.

Eternal Hell is silent.

The prisoners all kept their mouths shut.

I'm afraid of standing out.

He was caught and killed to scare the monkeys.

But their worries were unnecessary.

Even if Roger's hands are itchy.

Nor would he practice with them in front of Old Karl.

After all, letting prisoners out to practice without permission is an illegal operation that cannot be made public.

"Brother Carl, I made you laugh. You wander around, I'll deal with the two of them first!"

Roger smiled.

Vice Admiral Karl simply nodded and walked away.

Roger raised his foot and locked Barbossa into an empty cell.

"Damn you kid, just wait, Laozi will definitely get out!"

Unable to have sex with the Carmelites as he wished, Barbossa, who had been suppressed for a long time, finally broke out.

All kinds of dirty words are frequently used.

"Hey, isn't this Barbossa?"

"We haven't seen each other for a few years, why are you so embarrassed!"

"Hahaha, you bastard came in too!"

"What an idiot!"

"Newcomer, I advise you to say less!"

"If you offend the warden, life will be difficult in the future!"

"Shh, remind him what to do and let him continue to seek death. We will be beaten less in the future!"

The prisoners gloated and added insult to injury.

Roger closed and opened his eyes.

Block out the noise of the world.

What rings in the ears is the unknown obsession of the prisoners.

In Roger's memory.

three months ago.

He seemed to have vaguely heard of a prisoner's special obsession.

One minute later.

"Man! Man! I think man is going crazy with his thoughts!"

Roger's eyes lit up.

This is it.

"You...what exactly do you want to do to me?"

Derek, who had thin skin and tender flesh, felt chilled all over.

A cold air started from the soles of the feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap.

"hehe"

Roger said nothing.

He just kicked him into the chosen cell.

Having sex with a tall, muscular man.

"Man! He is the man that I have longed for!"

The strong man with a special fetish, his eyes shining, grabbed Derek like a chicken.

"ah"

Screams sounded.

This was accompanied by cheers from the prisoners.

[Complete XXX’s obsession, congratulations on getting free attribute points +200]

"Hmph"

Roger clapped his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

…

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at the same time.

The deepest part of Eternal Hell.

Vice Admiral Karl sat down directly in front of a cell.

"Remember me? Grant!"

Old Carl greeted him familiarly.

"Karl, what kind of wind brought you here today!"

Grant, the strongest man in the world thirty-five years ago, chuckled.

"Nothing, just to see if the bard who was once famous in the sea is dead!"

Old Carl smiled.

"But looking at you, you seem to be doing pretty well here!"

Grant said nothing.

His condition has also improved in the last five years.

What happened after Roger took over Eternal Hell.

"You probably didn't come here to catch up with me this time, right?"

After a while, Grant spoke quietly.

"Um"

Carl nodded.

"That thing you asked me for thirty-five years ago after you were imprisoned."

Wow!

The chain shook violently.

It represents Grant's violent emotional ups and downs.

"Have you found them? Is she okay? And..."

The light in Grant's eyes was brighter than ever.

"We have found her for the time being, but your girl is no longer there."

Carl nodded.

"Really"

Grant seemed to have lost all his strength.

The whole person seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden.

"But your child is still alive and she is a beautiful girl!"

Carl added.

"Um"

Grant's eyes lit up again.

The old man becomes young again at ten years old.

"She... how is Esmeralda now?"

Grant said excitedly.

blurted out her daughter's name.

This was decided together with his wife before the child was born.

If it's a daughter, let's call her Esmeralda.

"How can I say it?"

"Well, that's it!"

Karl's face was full of confusion.

"What happened to her? Tell me quickly!"

Grant urged.

"It can be said that a daughter has inherited her father's legacy. Your daughter is now a big pirate like you!"

Carl said.

A wry smile appeared on Grant's lips.

Don't wait to say anything.

"Hey, Grant, it turns out your daughter is also a pirate!"

"In that case, do you need me to help reunite your father and daughter?"

Roger smiled.

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