Under the Lich King's mental pressure, the monitor was covered in sweat. He opened his mouth, but after a long time, he firmly shook his head.
Hearing this, Vladimir's eyes flashed, and a strange power radiated toward the other party, like the Grim Reaper's scythe descending on his head.
"Is that so? How unfortunate..."
As soon as the words fell, the monitor's pupils contracted. He was horrified to find that his body couldn't move. Not only that, but his consciousness was blurring, and his soul felt as if it were being grabbed out by a hand.
"Ahhhhh!"
Amidst the screams, the man's eyes turned white, and he fell softly to the ground.
Seeing this, the other two were panicked. Before Vladimir could ask, one of them said directly, "Caesar Clown, his situation is special! He's imprisoned on the fifth level, Extreme Cold Hell! Cell number 5099!"
"Very good. I can sense that you're not lying."
Vladimir nodded with satisfaction, turned, and walked out of the Director's office. As soon as he exited, the mohawk head was already waiting.
"Sir, please follow me. I know the quickest route to the fifth level!"
At the same time, inside the Director's office.
The bald man let out a sinister laugh. Suddenly, he punched out with both fists, striking the two monitors in the chest. The two spat out blood, crashing into the monitors.
"You... you broke your promise!" One of them said, his face ashen, half-dead.
"Hmph, who do you think is standing in front of you? I'm a pirate!"
The bald man sneered. "I've had enough of your torture these past few days! Besides, it was the Lich King who promised not to kill you, it has nothing to do with me! So, die!"
After the strike, two more lives vanished.
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Impel Down, Underground Fifth Level, Freezing Hell.
This level imprisoned pirates with bounties of over 100 million. The prisoners on this floor were in an environment colder than a large ice storage, and over time, their bodies would suffer severe frostbite until death.
Compared to the previous four levels of hell, this level was very mysterious and quiet.
All the prisoners looked like they were waiting to die. The low temperature made them curl up, and they wouldn't easily cause trouble.
Only cell number 5099 was special. Probably because he had only been imprisoned for ten days, the only prisoner in the cell was shouting loudly.
"Let me out! I'm a top scientist from Headquarters! That bastard Vegapunk, he actually plotted against me! Quickly let me out!"
The noisy person had deep blue hair and looked like a monster. His clothes looked like gas, and he wore C.C. gloves on his hands.
"Hmph, that idiot Vegapunk, afraid that my research results would overthrow his position, so he privately..."
Saying this, the monster-like man suddenly stopped. "Shurororororo... I've been shouting for so long and there's no reaction. It seems there really was a big commotion. This is a good opportunity to escape! Hmph, these idiots, do they think seastone shackles can trap me? Who do they think I am!"
His tone was arrogant, and he looked around, confirming that there were no patrols nearby. Then, he immediately wanted to take action.
But just then, a voice rang out.
"Oh? You have a way to escape?"
"Who!?"
Caesar Clown was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his hair standing on end. He turned his gaze to the right. In the distant mist, a figure was slowly walking over.
After seeing who it was, Caesar narrowed his eyes. "Shurororororo... Who are you?"
"Someone here to save you."
Vladimir said calmly. "I led my army, fighting all the way down, and finally found you."
"Save me? Hmph, who do you think I am? Do I need you to save me?" Caesar Clown snorted disdainfully.
Hearing this, Vladimir laughed. "Very good. It seems you haven't understood your situation yet. Then I'll let your body remember it."
As he spoke, Vladimir reached out a hand, passing through the prison bars and grabbing Caesar Clown's head.
The next moment, Soul Siphon!
His palm was like a vortex, frantically devouring Caesar's soul.
Feeling the tearing pain on a soul level, Caesar Clown screamed.
"Stop, stop, stop! Who are you!? You actually possess the power to directly attack the soul!"
"Have you learned your lesson?" Vladimir said playfully. "My name is... the Lich King!"
"Lich King? Never heard of it. But, daring to call yourself a king, are you a pirate?"
Caesar Clown breathed a sigh of relief, but shook his head, saying, "Why do you want to save me? I don't know you, and I don't have any benefits I can give you."
"You do."
Vladimir said faintly, sweeping his palm, and the prison bars were shattered with one strike.
"I save you, and it's none of your business. You just need to obey, and everything will be fine."
How arrogant!
Caesar Clown was displeased. Someone had come to save him, and although he didn't know why, he was unhappy.
There were many arrogant people, but those who were overbearing were also common.
But he had never encountered someone as conceited as the person in front of him.
I'll escape first!
Caesar Clown snorted and prepared to walk out of the prison, leaving with this person. Then, he would find a chance to escape.
However, as soon as his right foot stepped out of the prison, in that instant, three purple dragons came flying from the far distance.
"Poison Dragons!"
These dragons were ugly and imposing. With their roars, they seemed to be preparing to devour the entire area, including Vladimir.
"Oh? It's Vice Warden Magellan..."
Vladimir turned sideways, raising his hand to unleash a blizzard. "Has someone been killed?"
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