Starting from pirates and conquering all worlds

The largest prison in the world, Impelton, Impelton.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

no, do not want!

【Plop, pop】

In the baptistery room on the first floor of the sea, naked men and women lined up in a long line with faces full of fear and despair. Every time they heard the sound of water falling in front of them and the screams, their bodies would tremble involuntarily.

Around them, a prison guard armed with a whip or a gun stared at their every move expressionlessly. The ruthlessness in his eyes was incompatible with the steamy and stuffy space.

I saw a few prisoners at the front of the team, shivering and unwilling to take another step forward, because there was no road less than one meter away.

Below the end is a black iron pot that can accommodate dozens of people. It is filled with boiling hot water, as well as the 'red shrimps' that are desperately wailing, twisting and struggling.

Get down quickly.

At this time, the two-meter-five-meter-tall strong prison guard standing by came over impatiently, kicked the trembling prisoners down with a bang, and then grabbed the next female prisoner's neck with his big hands. Completely ignoring her graceful figure and frantic begging for mercy, he threw her into the boiling water.

Ah ah ah ah ah!!

Below, at the other end of the huge iron pot, several prison guards were holding what looked like fishing net bags. They took turns picking up the 'steaming red shrimp' that had been cooked alive and passed out in the pot, and tossed them to the pot not far away. on the ground.

There, someone put clean zebra prison uniforms on them, and then handed them over to another group of prison guards to drag them to their respective floors and cells. This was a complete baptism process.

What is surprising is that after five minutes of ‘disinfection’ in boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius, none of the prisoners was scalded to death.

The most serious ones will fall into coma, and you can still see some guys with strong auras. Although they keep screaming, they can walk up step by step with their trembling and steaming bodies!

However, as these guys walked, they looked back at a figure in the pot, as did the many prison guards around them.

A pair of eyes full of surprise and even admiration focused on the man sitting cross-legged in the boiling water with his eyes closed and meditating. Not only did he not make any sound, but his face was also very calm, as if he had come here to soak in a hot spring with a comfortable temperature.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, awesome, awesome, why have so many strongmen come in recently? Is this the first prisoner who doesn't take 'baptism' seriously?

Let me think about it, since last year, except for the Pirate King Roger who received special treatment and was not baptized and changed into prison uniforms, that is, the 'Golden Lion' Shiji, the 'Descendant of the Devil' Barrett, and... ahem, now For our colleagues Moria and Takrama.”

The prison guards were chatting and laughing among themselves, not taking seriously the screaming prisoners who kept falling into the boiling water like dumplings.

What about this guy, who is he?

Well, I heard that he is the 'Sand Crocodile' Crocodile with a bounty of 320 million beli. He is a natural-type sand-sand fruit ability user. I heard that he failed to challenge the 'Whitebeard' two years ago. I don't know how he was defeated. Caught in.

By the way, how long does this one have left?

Two minutes and twenty seconds.

At the same time, Crocodile, who was in the boiling water, felt that things were unpredictable and everything happened too fast. To be honest, he still hadn't reacted yet.

After becoming another silver medal player in the 'New World' two years ago, he withdrew from that sea area with an injury, and then wandered aimlessly on the major routes of the 'Paradise'.

When he is hungry, he eats the King's Meal, and if anyone challenges him, he kills them easily. He really does whatever he wants, and no one can stop him. He doesn't even need to use his domineering energy. His ability alone is enough to kill these miscellaneous fish in an instant.

But he was still suffering inside.

Because he began to doubt his own ability, and suspected that he might not be the strongest in this life, because the crushing feeling displayed by 'Whitebeard' was too strong, and he gradually believed that relying on his own strength was hopeless.

Until one day a month ago, he accidentally heard the legend of the ancient weapon 'Hades' from an old liar selling fake antiques in a certain kingdom.

The power that was said to be able to wipe out an entire island with one shot immediately made Crocodile think that if he could find it, he might be able to defeat 'Whitebeard'.

And military power!

Back then, the 'Admiral' of the Flying Pirates, the 'Golden Lion' Shi Ji relied on his huge fleet and men to surround 'One Piece' Roger. If it hadn't been for the big storm that shocked the world, Roger might have been killed. The gang had been killed long ago.

What if I use the 'Pluto' as my main ship and an army of millions to form an unprecedented fleet that far exceeds the size of the Sky Pirates?

Such a desirable imagination suddenly ignited his ambition again.

Next, because he had found his target again, he began to recruit subordinates who were barely interested in him and thought he could be of some use, while searching for information about ancient weapons.

Finally, there is clearer information pointing directly to the Kingdom of Alabasta!

He also learned about the past history of this kingdom. When he learned that the royal family of this country was one of the twenty royal families that created the World Government eight hundred years ago, he suddenly felt that everything he wanted could be obtained from it. Get it.

seven days ago.

Crocodile led a group of men who could barely be regarded as big fish among the fish, and rode a mediocre white sailing ship to the seaport city of this desert kingdom, Rapeseed Flower.

After several hours of learning, he bought a map of the kingdom, enough fresh water, food and a dozen camels, because he decided to cross the sea of ​​sand to the capital city of 'Arupana'.

“I kind of like this country, it’s really nice”

Crocodile was riding on a camel, with the 'rape flowers' that had just stepped out behind him, and in front of him was the endless golden desert, and above his head was a scorching sun emitting endless light and heat, but he just felt comfortable. My mood became much happier.

Behind him, the subordinates who looked like crooked melons and cracked jujubes heard the boss's words and felt the unbearable heat on their bodies. They twitched the corners of their mouths and secretly complained in their hearts, saying: Can't you like it? The sand people come to the desert. It's so unbearable. It’s the devil who went to hell and went home, isn’t he?”

But when they got farther and farther away from the 'rapeseed flowers' and continued to step deeper into the desert, they saw a white shadow appearing in front of them as soon as they climbed over a sandy slope.

what is that!

It seems like a white dot, motionless. Is there anything white in the desert?

It's a human being!!

As Crocodile and his group continued to approach, someone finally saw Bai Ying clearly. It was a man nearly two meters tall, wearing a white suit, white gloves, a white hat, and a white mask that completely covered his face. man.

Although they couldn't see the other party's face, judging from the direction they were facing, it was obvious that they were waiting for them. This aroused everyone's vigilance and caution, and they quickly grabbed the camel under them.

It looks like it's looking for trouble, what should I do?

The main reason for the problem of slow pace is that I have been so inspired recently that all kinds of plots will automatically come to mind. It would be a pity not to write them. Therefore, the numbers in my current outline are getting more and more, even so many that I can’t even write them down. After reading the words for more than an hour, I can still think of the subsequent plot development. Can you understand this feeling?