Chapter 533: SFDI - 533
Chapter 533: SFDI - 533
A bearded man who had been wearing high heels had punched an army wolf away, but he hadn’t noticed another army wolf pounce up from behind him.
And at this time, the others had all been entangled by the army wolves, and they hadn’t had enough time to stretch out their hands to help, and as the army wolf’s open mouth had been about to bite the bearded man’s nape.
Just at this time, Drake had descended from the sky, pressing down on that army wolf’s head directly, pressing it into the snow.
That army wolf had whimpered once, and it hadn’t had any other movements, and Drake had also stood up, scanning the surrounding army wolves with his eyes, which had transformed into vertical pupils.
"Scram!"
As Drake’s voice had fallen, the surrounding snowflakes had seemed to have been blown away by a circle of air currents.
The fur on those army wolves’ bodies had all trembled at the same time, and they had then all turned around, running away.
Those people who had been wearing women’s clothing had all looked at Drake with shocked eyes.
You had to know that the army wolves had been creatures that couldn’t have been put in the Beast Hell on the second level because they had been too ferocious, because they would have killed the other beasts.
But these ferocious creatures had actually been scared away with just a sentence and a look, and it had made them curious about Drake, who had suddenly appeared.
Drake’s eyes had returned to normal, opening his mouth, saying, "Can I ask for directions? I want to go to the Infinite Hell below, and does anyone know where the entrance is?"
Just at this time, a man who had had hair that had been half orange and half white had walked over, opening his mouth, saying, "This kind of small matter is naturally not a problem. But I still want to ask, who exactly are you? And why do you want to go to the Infinite Hell?"
The benefit of having distinct character traits was that you could recognize their identity right away.
Inazuma, the vice commander of the Revolutionary Army’s Grand Line Army, and Ivankov, the queen of the okamas’s right and left-hand man. His gender had been a mystery, and he had had both male and female states.
Inazuma, who had been the ability user of the Choki Choki no Mi, could have transformed any part of his body into scissors, and he could have cut apart steel and rocks like cutting paper. And the objects that had been cut off could have been manipulated at will like sheets of paper.
Drake hadn’t paid attention just now, but it had looked like Inazuma had been the one who had been calling the shots among this group of people.
Drake had replied, "My name is Drake, and I’ve come to Impel Down to save someone after accepting someone’s request."
Inazuma had thought for a bit, saying, "There’s no problem with showing you the way, but can I ask you to meet our leader before that?"
Drake had thought for a bit, saying, "There’s nothing wrong with that, so please lead the way."
Inazuma hadn’t said any nonsense, leading the way towards a direction in the snowfield.
Drake hadn’t known how Inazuma and the others had been distinguishing the direction in this vast snowfield, but the group had found an entrance that had been disguised as a snow hill soon.
After entering the entrance, passing through the winding passageway, Drake had seen a spacious space.
The lights and bonfires had illuminated this place quite brightly, and it had been hard to imagine that there would have been such a settlement in Impel Down.
There had also been quite a few people here, but they had also been wearing clothes that had been full of a sense of incongruity like the group that had brought Drake over.
And what had been most eye-catching had naturally been that purple afro that had been in the very center of the crowd.
He had had a lot of identities, and he had been one of the founders of the Revolutionary Army like Kuma, and he had been the commander of the Grand Line Army.
He had also been the queen of Kamabakka Kingdom, the ability user of the Horu Horu no Mi, and he had been called the "Queen of the Okamas."
At the same time, it had been said that his medical skills had been superb, and he had saved people who doctors had thought couldn’t have been saved and countries that had been on the verge of death, leaving behind the famous "legend of salvation."
But he had been arrested by the marines for trumped-up charges several years ago, and he had been locked up in Impel Down.
But he had disappeared not long after having been locked up in the Freezing Hell, and his name had also been erased from the list of criminals.
No one had known that he and his subordinates had dug out such a space between the fifth and sixth levels, and this had been the place where Drake had been right now.
Emporio Ivankov, who Drake had even been willing to take the time to meet under these circumstances, had been a quite interesting person.
Inazuma had walked to beside Ivankov, saying a few words in his ear, and Ivankov had raised his head, looking at Drake.
Drake had also walked over, saying, "Queen of the Okamas Ivankov, I’ve been admiring your name for a long time!"
Ivankov had jumped up directly, striking an exaggerated pose, saying, "Drake boy is really polite! Actually, I had already seen your news in the newspaper before this, and you actually even defeated that kid Crocodile, that’s really impressive.
I’ve heard that you complete other people’s requests, and I wonder if I can entrust my request here to you?"
Putting aside other things, he had dodged the guards of Impel Down, hiding here, and he had not only guaranteed his survival supplies, but he could also obtain news from the outside. He didn’t know if he should have said that Ivankov’s ability had been strong, or if the guards of Impel Down had been too trash.
But Drake had had some guesses about Ivankov’s request, after all, what he had needed had been very simple.
Drake had looked around, saying, "So you want to leave Impel Down?"
Ivankov had nodded, saying, "That’s right, we still have a cause that we have to fulfill outside, and we can’t be trapped here all the time.
Don’t worry, I’m the queen of a country after all, and the reward will definitely satisfy you."
Ivankov had indeed seen Drake in the newspaper before this, but he hadn’t cared about it at the time.
But it had been different now, and Drake had even infiltrated the Freezing Hell, but Impel Down hadn’t had any movements at all, and there had been no need to question this ability at all.
And without a doubt, requesting Drake had been the most reliable opportunity that Ivankov had thought of to leave Impel Down.
Drake had stroked his chin, saying, "There’s nothing wrong with taking you out together, so it’s settled then. Of course, I have to go to the Infinite Hell to save someone first."
The negotiations had been established, and Ivankov had displayed quite a bit of mobility. He had gathered all of his subordinates quickly, and they had just been waiting for Drake to save Ace before starting to take action.
And Drake had also come to the entrance of the sixth level under Inazuma’s lead.
And there had also been a large number of surveillance Den Den Mushi in the passageway to enter the sixth level, and Drake had used the old method to have the surveillance Den Den Mushi leave him a passageway, arriving in the Infinite Hell smoothly.
Compared to the previous levels of Impel Down, the Infinite Hell had been more like a normal prison, and there hadn’t been any lava ice fields, and there had only been simple prison cells.
Although these prison cells had been simple, they had definitely been sturdy enough. These prison cells had had seastone components, and even ability users definitely couldn’t have escaped.
Drake had been noticed by everyone as soon as he had walked in here, and Drake had also sensed the auras on these people at the same time.
The people who could have been locked up here had all mastered haki to some extent, and even people who had awakened Conqueror’s Haki hadn’t been rare.
And Drake, a person who you could tell hadn’t been a prison guard with just one look, had naturally attracted their attention.
"Hey! Brat, who are you?"
A curious scarred strong man had opened his mouth, stopping Drake, asking curiously.
Drake had said quite politely, "Let me ask, does anyone know where the Whitebeard Pirates’ Fire Fist Ace is locked up?"
The scarred man had revealed a ferocious smile, opening his mouth, saying, "If you want to know, then open up my cell door, and maybe I’ll be merciful and tell you."
Drake had sighed, and there hadn’t been no reason why some people would have been captured, and they had been foolish to this extent.
So Drake had stamped his foot down, and a stream of flames had flowed into the prison cell along the ground, devouring the scarred man directly.
The scarred man had only screamed twice before falling down, transforming into a black shadow on the ground in the blink of an eye.
Just at this time, a familiar voice had rung out.
"Why would you be here, you bastard?"
Drake had looked over, following the sound, and Crocodile, who had been wearing a prisoner’s uniform and had been wearing seastone handcuffs, had been in the prison cell.
"Yo, it’s been a long time!" Drake had greeted him enthusiastically, not caring about Crocodile’s hostility.
Crocodile had snorted coldly, saying, "Looking at your appearance, it doesn’t look like you’ve been captured, have you joined the marines?"
Drake hadn’t answered his question, and had instead said, "That’s nothing for you to care about, and I’m busy, so I’ll chat next time when I have time."
While saying this, Drake had entered the depths of the Infinite Hell, not caring about Crocodile, who had been gnashing his teeth in anger.
And Drake had then seen the fat large fish-man who had been locked up, as well as the empty prison cell beside him.
Drake’s eyebrows had furrowed, and this situation had been somewhat wrong.
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