Chapter 9: Hunting the Beasts
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Mr. World Noble, has this succeeded in subduing those people?"
Yamamoto Genryūsai: "Not yet. Shiryu of the Rain and Stussy seem to have softened a bit, but Akainu and Magellan are still hesitant."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Boring! With the power of the 'Chaos Dragon Leviathan,' even if His Highness Roy can't crush the entire Pirate World, he's close, right?"
Yamamoto Genryūsai: "...That's truly the idea of a perv, exactly the same as an idiot."
Yamamoto Genryūsai: "Do you understand that the Pirate World is most likely Mr. Roy's main world? If he truly ruins the world, causing no new legends or heroes to appear, won't his ability become useless—a dragon-slaying technique with no dragons left to slay?"
Esdeath: "The Shinigami speaks truly, but this is all based on the premise that he cannot cross worlds, which is highly unlikely to be the case forever."
To be honest, Roy scoffed at the words of Uchiha Miyuki, the chaotic transmigrator.
He was neither a war maniac nor a serial killer. Why should he bother to destroy the Pirate World when he was simply enjoying life?
Were the girls in the Pirate World not beautiful and cute, or were the princesses and queens not gentle?
The whole point of getting stronger was to enjoy life, wasn't it?
Besides, just as Yamamoto Genryūsai pointed out, his Gold Finger was destined to kill the strong when they reached the peak of their lives in order to get the best results.
The Pirate World was his fishing ground.
And he was a fish farmer.
Until he could steadily travel to other worlds, fishing too aggressively was not a smart idea.
Under the leadership of Magellan, the new Warden of Impel Down, Roy and his party arrived at the gate of the sixth level of the underwater prison.
In just a few hours, Roy, who had quickly recovered his stamina, had killed more than a thousand prisoners.
Among them, more than 900 people from the first to fourth floors of the underwater prison failed to yield a single Noble Phantasm for Roy. Obviously, their life stories and legends were not worthy.
As for the remaining dozens of them, they were prisoners from the fifth floor of the underwater prison. Even stronger, they managed to trigger the Hand of Hermes, providing Roy with dozens of Noble Phantasms.
However, the quality of these Noble Phantasms was worrying. They were not even comparable to the junk Noble Phantasms shot from the Gate of Babylon by the Hero King Gilgamesh in the Type-Moon World.
Their strength and destructive power were not even comparable to the high-quality native swords of the Pirate World.
He had conjured a bunch of garbage!
In front of the gate on the sixth floor of the underwater prison, Roy fell into deep thought.
What went wrong?
Were these people too weak?
Or were they too little known?
But these people were not weak! Those imprisoned on the fifth floor of Impel Down would, if released, at least be powerful overlords capable of ruling in the Four Seas.
Or was the strength of the acquired Noble Phantasm not fixed, but had a certain element of luck?
For example, the 'Chaos Dragon Leviathan' he just obtained was because his luck value exploded.
Roy simply posted this question to the group. A diverse group of thinkers would still have a certain amount of truth in brainstorming.
Uchiha Miyuki: "I don't know, Your Highness Roy. I only have beautiful sisters in my mind, and my system makes me a useless protagonist of the system stream, so I'm really not suitable for this kind of brainy topic."
Tohsaka Sakura: "I'm sorry, Brother Roy, Sakura doesn't understand either."
Kasumigaoka Utaha: "I'm sorry, my stomach isn't feeling well, and it's the first time in my life I've seen so many people die..."
Esdeath: "I think it's all related. The strength and fame of the person who was killed determine the lower limit, and your luck determines the upper limit."
Yamamoto Genryūsai: "I have a similar idea as Esdeath, but more experiments are needed."
Nerona Saint Roy: "I see. Let's move on!"
Exiting the chat group, Roy motioned for Magellan to open the door.
"Please be merciful, Saint Roy."
Clutching his stomach, cramped from the poisonous fruit, Magellan made a bitter face as he opened the door to the sixth level of the underwater prison.
He thought he was going crazy. If the Five Elders knew that he had allowed Saint Roy to massacre prisoners in Impel Down, Saint Roy would definitely be fine.
But he would definitely be flayed alive, wouldn't he?
Hum—
The moment the door opened, Roy sensed the powerful Haki of at least ten people sweeping over him.
"What the hell? Didn't you just deliver food last month?"
"I know that little imp! Akainu Sakazuki! He's the leader of the younger generation in the Navy, and he's a Logia-type magma ability!"
"Magellan, Shiryu of the Rain, what are you doing here? Are you singing for the masters? Hahahaha! Let the old fool Bone Dragon come out!"
The prisoners were shouting, and no one was paying attention to Roy. After all, he didn't wear that ugly uniform like the other Celestial Dragons. He looked like a fine-skinned, tender-meated noble with a little strength. The biggest feature was that he looked very handsome—a standard pretty boy.
But Roy still found them noisy and annoying.
"Shut them up, Magellan."
Roy's tone was flat.
"Yes, Saint Roy!"
Before these prisoners realized Roy's true identity as a Celestial Dragon, a pungent smell of venom erupted from Magellan's body.
"Ah—!!"
"Damn it! It's Magellan's poison... It hurts so much!!"
The terrible screams were endless.
Soon, the entire sixth floor of the underwater prison fell silent. Only the faint sound of breathing proved that these people were not dead. Hungry, sleepy, and poisoned, they no longer had the strength to scream.
"How many people are being held here?" Roy asked casually.
"Forty-seven people in all."
Magellan was well-versed in this information and immediately reported: "Most of them are pirates with bounties of 100 million to 500 million Berries. Only a few have more than 1 billion, and only two have more than 3 billion."
Obviously, the two with bounties exceeding 3 billion were the Pirate King, Roger, who had turned himself in not long ago, and 'Red-Haired' Redfield, who had defeated Fleet Admiral Kong many years ago.
Don't look like it's a small number; in fact, it's normal. In the original One Piece story, Blackbeard causes the pirates imprisoned on the sixth floor of Impel Down to kill each other, and he only takes the strong who survive. As a result, only four or five survived.
These four or five people are the future cadres of the Blackbeard Yonko crew, including Shiryu of the Rain, and their true strength is at most the rank of elite Vice Admiral. It is conceivable that no more than 20 sixth-level pirates died under their hands, otherwise, Blackbeard would not have been able to win.
"Go out and wait!"
Taking out a newly acquired Noble Phantasm, a Junk Sword, Roy slowly walked toward the pirates who were powerless to resist.
"It's hunt time, scum!"