Who made him the Pirate King?

Chapter 14 Who doesn’t know how to fly?

Gold trophy!

Storm looked at the glittering [big trophy], and a hint of joy flashed on his face.

It seems that the jailers of the Beast Hell are indeed correct in their assessment of the strength of the Sphinx.

Isn’t it time to get the big gold trophy?

Storm had already thought about how to use this four-star trophy.

He threw the [Big Trophy] into the [Clay Fruit] without thinking!

【Clay Fruit: ★★★★☆】

Storm looked at the motionless sphinx below, and once again manipulated the surrounding clay.

A steady stream of inspiration exploded in his mind.

Storm seemed to sense the endless development direction of [Clay Fruit].

The next moment.

Stormford to the soul.

He raised his right hand, and a ball of white clay emerged from his palm, instantly transforming into a lifelike little white dragon.

The little white dragon tried its best to vibrate its wings. The wide dragon wings stirred up the surrounding air, turning it into a fierce and powerful updraft.

Once, twice.

Under Storm's earnest gaze.

The little white dragon's claws slowly left his palm, and the whole dragon floated into the air.

Storm stared at the little white dragon soaring wantonly in the sky, and a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind.

Who doesn’t know how to fly?

Storm controlled the little white dragon to fly back and land on his shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, he continued on the journey of killing monsters.

Following the "Monster Boss" Sphinx.

The "monster second child" Cockatrice in the Beast Hell was also approached by Storm.

The boss has no ability to resist.

The second child couldn't resist even more.

The cockatrice soon fell at Storm's feet.

But he was a little disappointed.

The Sphinx also provided a [Golden Trophy].

But Cockatrice only provided one [Silver Trophy].

The strength of the two is not of the same level.

Storm went to find the Scythe Mantis again - it was rated as "the third monster" by the jailers.

But the third child can only provide silver trophies.

Among the prison teams in the Beast Hell, only the Sphinx can provide gold trophies.

Storm immediately gave up the idea of ​​continuing to search for other beasts.

The silver trophies provided by Cockatrice and Sickle Mantis, plus those from the previous group of mantises.

The number of silver trophies in Storm's hands has reached eleven!

He decided to digest the ability-improving effects brought by these eleven silver trophies first, and then hunt for other trophies.

Storm looked at these eleven silver trophies and put them into the [Six Forms] respectively.

[Iron Block/Paper Painting/Shaved/Land Foot/Moon Step/Finger Gun: ★★★★]

"Except for [Swordsmanship] and [Spearmanship], all my attributes and abilities are four stars!"

Storm looked at his ability list, his eyes lingering on the [Haki] attribute column for a moment.

"However, there is still [dominance]!"

Storm raised his right hand and opened and closed his fingers several times.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

When he faced the human-faced lion just now, Storm wanted to use them to exercise the [Iron Block].

But in the process of using [Iron Block], he faintly felt a different effect.

Now use the silver trophy to upgrade [Iron Block] to "★★★★".

This special feeling became increasingly clear.

“With just a few more practices, I’ll be able to capture this feeling!”

Storm looked at [Iron Block] and then at [Haqi].

"Will the four-star [Iron Block] become the 'key' to unlock [Armed Color Haki]?"

Storm finished his tour of the Beast Hell and returned to the warden's office on the first floor above the sea.

Not long after he sat down, he heard another rapid knock on the door.

"Ström! Open the door!"

"Why is it always you? Hannibal?"

Storm manipulated the clay, opened the door, and looked at Hannibal outside the door speechlessly.

"Is the warden's job so relaxing?"

"Have you forgotten my previous teaching?"

Hannibal showed no shame and walked into the office proudly.

"As long as you have a subordinate who can take advantage of you, all the work can be handed over to her!

"My Domino is very capable!"

Domino?

Storm thought back to the deputy warden with wavy blond hair.

No wonder he couldn't see Domino all day!

It turns out that I was squeezed by my unscrupulous boss!

Poor migrant workers...

Hannibal walked briskly to Storm's desk.

He was about to say something when he suddenly saw the dragon on the latter's shoulder.

"Hey! Storm, why is there an extra dragon on you?"

Hannibal came over curiously and stared at the little white dragon for a while.

"Is this the dragon you created with your power?

"Haha! Clay can't fly, so what's the use of this dragon's wings?"

What's the use?

Storm looked at Hannibal who was so close, and he felt playful.

The little white dragon suddenly raised its broad wings and flapped forward suddenly.

Just listen to a "pop" sound.

Hannibal's face came into close contact with the little white dragon's wings.

What are the wings of the little white dragon used for?

Of course, feed the warden his favorite big mouthful!

"Ah! It hurts!"

Hannibal took a few steps back and rubbed his face several times.

"Storm! How could I have such a lawless subordinate like you——

"Huh? Why does this sentence sound so familiar?"

"Ahem."

Storm coughed twice and brought the topic back on track.

"Master Hannibal, what's the matter with your visit this time?"

"Yes! I have important news to tell you."

Hannibal stood in front of the desk and said to Storm who was sitting behind the desk.

"But, um, I just heard a rumor...

"Strom, you defeated the sphinx in the beast hell?"

"How can you say 'defeat'?"

Storm frowned and corrected seriously.

"I'm just managing my men."

"Yes, yes, management."

Hannibal nodded in agreement, but he couldn't help but have a flash of complicated emotions in his heart.

Advancing into the city, Director Magellan and Deputy Director Xiliu were superior in strength.

Especially Magellan, his [Poison Fruit] is enough to suppress any dissatisfaction.

But except for the two directors.

The strength level of the other jailers can only be described as average.

Just like Hannibal.

If he was asked to deal with some small pirates with a bounty of tens of millions, there would definitely be no problem.

But if he had to face a pirate with a bounty of over 100 million, Hannibal would be a little hung up.

To know.

Even a pirate with a bounty of over 100 million is not necessarily a match for the Sphinx.

In other words.

Hannibal himself does not have the strength to deal with the Sphinx...

But the Sphinx was easily dealt with by Storm.

The strength of this new subordinate is far stronger than expected...

Hannibal couldn't help but get excited when he thought of this.

With Storm's assistance, I will soon be promoted to a higher salary, serve as the director of Impel Down, and reach the pinnacle of my life, right? !

Hannibal was so relieved that he immediately told the good news he had brought.

"Storm! After my unremitting efforts, you have now been promoted!"

"Promoted? Promoted again?"

Storm remembered something and his eyes lit up.

"Is it Jailermon?"

"right!"

Hannibal lifted his chin proudly.

"I order Magellan to hand over the management of the prisons on the first to fourth floors into your hands.

"That means you can now manage the Jailermon!"

There must be a lot of moisture in Hannibal's words.

But Storm was pleasantly surprised by the news he brought.

He never expected that Hannibal would actually help him get the management rights of the Jailer Beast!

"Thanks, Hannibal."

Storm said sincerely.

"What's this!"

Hannibal's chin almost hit the ceiling.

"Just remember this.

"You are the man I recognize!

"If you encounter any trouble in the future, just tell me! Don't go looking for Magellan again!"

"Okay, okay."

Storm follows the good deeds.

"When I encounter trouble in the future, I will come to you."

"no problem!"

Hannibal patted his chest and blew the cowhide loudly.

"I am the man who wants to become the director of Impel Down City!"

Late afternoon.

The news that "Ström easily defeated the Sphinx" has spread in Impel Down City.

Most people are surprised by this.

But there were also a few people who approached Storm.

Dinner time, prison cafeteria.

The jailers of Impel Down gathered together.

Except for little Sadie who is still injured.

Almost all the prison staff are here.

Storm even saw Hiryu of the Rain, whom he had not seen for a long time, among the crowd.

However.

Just when Storm looked at Shiliu.

The great swordsman seemed to have noticed his gaze.

Shiliu strode over.

The surrounding jailers unanimously left a passage for the deputy directors.

Even a very nervous guy like Hannibal felt something was wrong with Shiliu.

"Xiliu! You-"

"Get away! Hannibal!"

"Okay!"

Without saying a word, Hannibal took a few steps back, letting Storm protect him in front of him.

Storm glanced sideways at Hannibal.

Lord Warden, didn't I promise to come to you if there was any trouble?

What are you doing?

"Are you the newcomer everyone is talking about?"

Shiliu was holding a cigar in his mouth, his right hand resting on the handle of the famous sword [Thunderstorm], a pair of sharp eyes exposed under the brim of his black hat.

"Looks...so weak!"

The moment the voice fell, Yuzhiliu suddenly drew his sword.

Storm's eyes shrank a bit in an instant, and the little white dragon on his shoulder ejected and crashed directly into Shiliu of the Rain.

laugh--

Shiliu's [Thunderstorm] struck Storm with lightning speed, and the bloody blade easily cut open the latter's body.

Bang!

Storm's little white dragon also hit Yuzhiliu's head, knocking the black military hat off the opponent's head.

"What a fast sword."

Storm's body split into two halves, with white clay flowing out of the gap, apparently unscathed.

"It's so scary~"