221Chapter 222 Marching to the Iron-Blooded Kingdom! The Infiltration of the First Mate and the Chief of Staff
Chapter 222 Marching to the Iron-Blooded Kingdom! The Infiltration of the First Mate and the Chief of Staff
In the early morning in Baltigues, the sandstorm that had raged all night finally began to subside.
A faint, gentle ray of dawn crept up through the cracks in the hard stone window and into the dim, warm room.
On the spacious double bed, after a whole night of "exhaustion" in the bathroom and on the soft mattress.
Robin was now fast asleep.
Her exquisite face was partially covered by the corner of the blanket, her long eyelashes drooping quietly.
Although there was a deep weariness in the corners of her eyes and brows, there was also a sense of languid comfort and contentment after being thoroughly refreshed.
This stands in stark contrast to the archaeologists who are severely exhausted.
Viktor felt refreshed, as if his chakra had become even more abundant due to the relaxation he had experienced the previous night.
He gently rolled out of bed, afraid of disturbing the tranquility.
Victor carefully tucked the blanket around Robin, then bent down and placed a tender kiss on her smooth forehead.
Then, he turned and pushed open the door, leaving the room's beauty and warmth behind.
Victor walked steadily to a secluded underground deep-water port in Baltigue.
There, the Revolutionary Army Chief of Staff, Sabo, had already changed into a sharp combat uniform.
He held a water pipe in his hand and had been waiting there for a long time with a team of fully armed elite revolutionary soldiers.
Sabo smiled as he saw Viktor arrive on time.
He casually tossed him a dark hooded cape to disguise himself.
The two exchanged a smile, and then boarded side by side a specially made stealth speedboat built by the Revolutionary Army for covert operations.
With its sails billowing, the sailboat, like a ghost, sailed away from White Earth Island in the pre-dawn darkness.
Inside the cabin, a detailed nautical chart was laid out on the table.
Sabo, with a grim expression, explained the target of the raid to Viktor in detail.
"Iron-Blooded Kingdom".
"This is a member state that outwardly claims to be absolutely neutral and peace-loving."
"But in secret, they are engaged in a massive arms smuggling operation with the New World's underground black market, making them a country rotten to the core."
Sabo tapped his finger heavily on a coordinate on the nautical chart, a flash of anger in his eyes.
"Our revolutionary army's intelligence division is precisely because of the great effort we have put in."
"We finally found the key ledger of the country's king's transactions with the underworld, but unfortunately the news leaked out."
"In the end, they were subjected to a brutal massacre by the Kingdom's army and assassination squad."
Sabo took a deep breath, calming himself down:
"The plan this time is to infiltrate the deepest dungeon in the royal city, rescue any comrades who may still be alive, and retrieve that crucial smuggling ledger."
"Once we have the ledgers, we can completely expose the hypocrisy of this country and cut off their criminal funding chain."
After hearing this, Victor casually put on the dark cloak, hiding half of his face in the shadow of the hood.
A dangerous smile curled at the corner of his lips, and his voice was low:
"That sounds like a good plan."
"As for infiltration... I'm quite good at it."
...
A few days later, in the dead of night, the revolutionary army's stealth sailing ships, under the cover of darkness, silently approached the remote coast of the Ironblood Kingdom.
The royal city not far away was brightly lit, and its security was so tight that it was appalling.
On the towering, sturdy city walls, dazzling searchlights swept back and forth in the night like giant lightsabers, with guards every three steps and sentries every five.
The battlements were densely packed with heavy artillery pieces.
The defense was so solid that not even a fly could get through.
Just as Sabo crouched behind the bushes, spreading out his plans to discuss a circuitous infiltration route with his men...
Viktor, however, strolled out of the shadows of the bunker as if taking a leisurely walk, openly exposing himself to the edge of the searchlight.
"Hey! Crimson Lotus, are you crazy?" Sabo exclaimed in a low voice.
However, what happened the next second made all the elite revolutionary soldiers widen their eyes.
In the darkness, Victor slightly raised his head.
Beneath the shadow of the hood, those pure black eyes instantly turned crimson.
Three jet-black magatama slowly rotated in the blood-red pupils, emitting an eerie fluctuation that sent chills down one's spine.
Any kingdom guard who stood on the city wall or inadvertently met those blood-red eyes while on patrol didn't even have time to utter a cry of surprise.
It was as if his soul had been drained in an instant; his eyes rolled back, and he fainted, collapsing limply to the ground.
Viktor didn't even move a finger.
They strolled leisurely through the heavily guarded and heavily fortified streets, carving out a wide and unobstructed road.
Sabo and the elite revolutionaries following behind looked at each other in bewilderment.
They couldn't help but gasp inwardly, secretly marveling.
He was practically born for infiltration and assassination.
He used his Sharingan to deeply hypnotize the guards and obtain accurate intelligence.
The two led their team as if they were in an empty field.
They arrived at the deepest part of the royal city, a dark and damp underground water dungeon, without any obstacles.
The water dungeon was filled with a strong stench of blood and decay.
The Guardian General of the Ironblood Kingdom, a top-tier powerhouse nearly five meters tall with a body as massive as a mountain of flesh, stood in a pool of blood with a ferocious expression on his face.
He held bloodstained instruments of torture in his hand, cruelly interrogating several revolutionary intelligence agents who were torn to pieces and on the verge of death.
They are trying every means to force the whereabouts of the core ledger.
"Since you bunch of stubborn mules refuse to speak even at the cost of your lives, then take your secrets to hell!"
After several days of brutal torture yielded no results, the General Protector of the Nation completely lost his patience.
He let out a beastly roar and suddenly raised the massive steel mace weighing several tons in his hand, preparing to smash the head of one of the revolutionary army cadres.
"BOOM—!!!"
Just as the deadly spiked club was about to fall...
The heavy steel cell door of the water dungeon, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, shattered with a deafening roar.
A violent and unparalleled dark blue lightning force blasted it from the outside into flying iron filings!
The smoke and dust, mixed with sparks from electricity, slowly dissipated.
Victor and Sabo, who is holding a steel water pipe, stand side by side in front of the broken door.
Seeing the appalling state of his comrades in the prison, Sabo's rage instantly broke through his rational defenses.
His azure eyes flashed with murderous intent as he gripped the hose, ready to rush forward and tear the perpetrator to pieces.
"Wait, Sabo."
A slender hand steadily blocked Sabo's chest.
Viktor stared coldly at the massive Protector General in front of him.
He gripped his right hand in reverse and slowly drew the black sword "Autumn Water" from his waist.
"I'm sorry, Chief of the General Staff."
Viktor's lips curled into a cruel sneer, the blade gleaming with a bloodthirsty light in the dim water prison.
"But let me test this big, unsightly thing."
Upon seeing someone dare to force their way into the royal city's dungeon, the Protector General was so enraged that he laughed instead.
"You bunch of scum... you really don't take this general seriously at all!!"
He let out a roar that shook the water prison, his arm muscles bulging as he covered the giant spiked club with his thick Armament Haki.
The jet-black weapon, carrying an overwhelming sense of pressure, slammed down on Viktor's head with the force of a mountain crashing down.
Faced with this terrifying blow that could reduce the building to rubble.
Viktor stood rooted to the spot, his feet firmly planted, showing no intention of dodging whatsoever.
He took a deep breath and smoothly wrapped the advanced Armament Haki that he had just mastered during yesterday's special training around the blade of the black sword, Shusui.
A dark red, imposing outer garment, like flowing cherry blossoms, appears and disappears intermittently.
The next instant, the black knife and the giant spiked club collided with a deafening roar!
However, what is truly baffling is...
The moment the knives and clubs clashed, there was no earth-shattering, terrifying roar as everyone had imagined, nor did it unleash a devastating shockwave.
Everything seemed to have been muted.
Immediately afterwards, the arrogant expression on the General's face froze, turning into endless horror and fear.
He was shocked to discover that his proud, robust Armament Haki defense, as well as the giant spiked club made of special steel, began to crack and disintegrate inch by inch the moment it came into contact with the black sword, starting from its very core!
That extremely domineering, invisible force directly penetrated the surface defenses and frantically destroyed all the internal structures.
"Zheng—"
Viktor flipped his wrist expressionlessly.
With graceful and composed movements, he slowly sheathed the black sword, Autumn Water.
Accompanied by the crisp click of a long sword being sheathed.
The heavy armor on the General Protector of the Nation, along with the huge steel mace in his hand, shattered instantly into fine powder that filled the air.
"Puwah—!"
Having lost all defenses, the General Protector of the Nation was struck as if by lightning, his internal organs feeling as if they had been completely crushed.
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his massive, mountain-like body flying backwards like a kite with a broken string.
Finally, he slammed heavily against the stone wall of the water prison and lost consciousness completely.
With just one strike, the difference in skill was immediately apparent.
This seemingly effortless yet absolutely destructive scene completely shocked everyone present.222Chapter 223 The Most Dangerous Safe Haven! The Flamingo's Shadow and Ambushes
Chapter 223 The Most Dangerous Safe Haven! The Flamingo's Shadow and Interception
The guards of the entire underground water dungeon were completely stunned by this horrific scene that defied all reason, and were frozen in fear.
"Let's do it!"
With a low shout, Sabo transformed into a blur and charged into the enemy ranks.
The elite revolutionary soldiers following behind quickly recovered from their shock and pounced on the guards who had not yet reacted, like tigers descending a mountain.
In just a few breaths, the remaining guards in the water prison were quickly and cleanly eliminated.
Sabo strode to the rack and swung the sturdy steel water pipe in his hand.
He smashed the heavy shackles that bound several revolutionary intelligence agents.
Clang—
The broken chain crashed into the puddle, splashing up a spray of blood.
Looking at the pitiful state of his comrades-in-arms, covered in wounds.
A deep sense of heartache flashed in Sabo's azure eyes.
These are all nameless heroes who silently lurked in the darkness to overthrow the corrupt regime.
Viktor stood silently at the cell door, holding the Black Blade Autumn Water upside down, his face expressionless, warily scanning the surroundings.
The revolutionary intelligence agents, who had been resigned to their fate and had not uttered a single word under torture, had their dim and desperate eyes rekindled with a burning flame of hope the moment they saw the Chief of the General Staff personally leading the team.
"Chief of Staff Saab..."
The intelligence officer in charge had a hoarse voice and struggled to stand up straight.
"Don't move around, conserve your energy."
Sabo quickly reached out to support him and got straight to the point.
"Where is that core ledger? I'll lead you out of the royal city, and we'll retrieve it together!"
To Sabo's surprise, the intelligence officer in charge gently shook his head.
On his blood-stained face, he managed to force a weak but somewhat smug smile.
He raised his slightly trembling, scarred arm and pointed towards the deepest part of the underground water dungeon.
"Chief of Staff, there's no need to risk exposure by searching up there..."
The intelligence officer coughed twice and whispered, "That ledger is in this water dungeon."
Seeing Sabo's puzzled look, the intelligence officer explained the situation.
It turned out that, just as they realized their whereabouts had been completely exposed and the assassination squad was about to surround the secret base, they were in a critical moment.
In order to protect this top-secret intelligence that countless comrades had risked their lives for.
They exploited the enemy's tendency to be blind to what's right under their noses, firmly believing that "the most dangerous place is the safest place."
On the way to his arrest and imprisonment, the intelligence agent, Li, secretly hid the ledger in the private room of the warden of the water dungeon.
The enemy searched high and low, both inside and outside the capital city.
Little did they know that what they were searching for was right under the noses of the prisoners.
After hearing this thrilling plan, Sabo's eyes were full of admiration.
He highly praised their resourcefulness and composure in the face of danger.
Guided by the intelligence officer, Sabo and Victor escorted the wounded to the end of the corridor.
There stood a luxurious, heavy wooden door that seemed out of place in the surrounding dark environment; it was the warden's office.
Sabo showed no mercy, his eyes turned cold, and he raised his long leg, kicking out with tremendous force.
"Bang—Crack!"
The heavy solid wood door shattered into pieces under that kick, turning into a shower of wood chips.
The deafening crash of the door shattering completely shattered the unsightly "springtime scene" inside.
Inside the spacious and luxurious office, the portly, burly warden was pinning down a disheveled young female prison guard.
The two were engaged in a primal act with incredible intensity on the large mahogany desk.
The documents and wine glasses on the table were knocked to the floor.
"ah--!"
The sudden loud noise startled the female prison guard, who let out a piercing scream.
Terrified, she pushed the warden away, scrambling and tearing at her tattered uniform as she huddled in a corner of the room, trembling.
In this dark and bloody water dungeon, the warden, whose good deed had been interrupted, was immediately enraged.
"Which damned bastard dares to interrupt my good time!"
The warden, pulling up his trousers, turned around, his face flushed, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse.
However, before those vicious curses could even slip out of his throat, they were abruptly stuck in his throat.
The warden met the two pairs of icy eyes outside the door.
A pair of eyes, Sabo's azure eyes burning with boundless rage.
The other pair was Viktor's Sharingan, which was slowly rotating.
The terrifying killing intent, almost tangible, transformed into a chilling tide in that instant, completely enveloping the entire room.
The warden felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cave, and his entire body of fat began to tremble violently uncontrollably.
He opened his mouth wide, but couldn't utter a single syllable of pleading.
He watched as his loyal and brave comrades outside in the corridor were subjected to inhuman torture, their flesh torn and mangled.
Meanwhile, the warden in charge of the water dungeon was hiding here at the same time, indulging in debauchery and pleasure.
The rage in Sabo's chest almost burst forth in a tangible form.
He didn't utter a single pointless word.
With a sudden flash, he lunged at the desk like a cheetah.
The steel water pipe wrapped in deep Armament Haki in his hand slammed mercilessly into the warden's fat, terrified face.
"Snap!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the warden's fat, heavy body was blasted away like a cannonball.
He smashed through the valuable oil painting and the solid brick wall behind him, embedding himself deeply in the rubble, and immediately fainted with his eyes rolled back.
With the crisis averted, the battered revolutionary intelligence officer, barely able to stand, limped into the messy room.
Using his memory, he skillfully found his way to the bookshelf in the corner and opened a very well-hidden compartment.
With a soft "click"
The intelligence officer successfully retrieved the black ledger stained with blood and excitedly handed it to Sabo.
"Well done, mission accomplished."
Sabo carefully tucked the ledger away, then turned and waved his hand.
"All personnel cover the wounded, prepare to return the way we came, and leave this underground water prison immediately!"
The elite revolutionary soldiers quickly formed ranks, protecting the wounded in the center, and hurriedly retreated along the passage they had come from.
However, just as they turned a corner and were about to reach the exit of the water prison, something unexpected happened.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Suddenly, countless torches lit up the previously dark and narrow passageway ahead.
The leaping flames illuminated the entire exit as if it were daytime.
Immediately afterwards, heavy, dense footsteps surged in from all directions like a tidal wave.
In the blink of an eye, the entire exit of the water prison and the stairs above it were completely blocked.
What stood in their way was no longer just the heavily armed and ruthless royal guards.
On both sides and behind those regular troops stood a large number of ferocious-looking thugs wielding various weapons.
What was most oppressive was the tall, thin figure standing at the very front of this massive allied army.
The man was wearing a large feather coat with the iconic flamingo pattern, his face was painted with exaggerated face paint, and he held a slender Western sword in his hand.
He stood under the torch, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.
Diamante, one of the top executives of the Don Quixote Family and a henchman of the underground kings of the new world!
Looking at this unique feather coat outfit,
Viktor's deep eyes narrowed slightly, and he recognized the person who had just arrived.
Wow, what a coincidence!
"Furfurfural…"
Diamanti stood on the high platform, looking down at the revolutionaries trapped in the dead end, and let out a cold and grating laugh.
"What a touching bunch."
"Our young master had already guessed that you rats would definitely come back to save these half-dead insects."
Diamanti casually twirled his rapier.
His sword tip was pointed directly at Sabo and Victor below, his face full of cruel mockery:
"Hand over the smuggling ledger."
"This is a deadly trap that was carefully prepared specifically for your revolutionary army."
"Today, none of you will leave this water dungeon alive!"
Faced with this overwhelming encirclement and an elite coalition force ten times their size, they were helpless.
Sabo did not back down at all; instead, he stepped forward and gripped the steel water pipe tightly with both hands.
His azure eyes held no fear, only a burning, increasingly intense fighting spirit.
Beside him, Viktor's actions were even more direct.
He slowly raised his right hand and, in the suffocatingly tense atmosphere, drew out the black sword "Autumn Water" with its dark red, chaotic blade pattern from his waist, inch by inch.
Viktor lowered his head slightly, and the smile on his originally handsome and cold face became even more arrogant and unrestrained.
"It's too early to conclude whether it's a deadly trap..."223Chapter 224 Dimensional Reduction Attack! The Highest-Ranking Official on the Brink of Death
Chapter 224 Dimensional Reduction Attack! The Highest-Ranking Official on the Brink of Death
"It's too early to say whether it's a deadly trap..."
"But perhaps this place will become your inevitable death trap."
The moment he finished speaking, Viktor's previously restrained chakra erupted like a long-dormant volcano!
The pale blue energy visibly surged in the air, whipping up a gust of wind.
Sabo, who was standing at the back, had already gripped the water pipe tightly, ready to fight side by side.
But when he glanced back at the several seriously wounded revolutionary comrades behind him, he could only helplessly abandon the idea of charging forward.
He chose to stay put and take charge of protecting these vulnerable intelligence agents.
He then casually smashed several ignorant enemy soldiers who were trying to flank him from the side with a single blow.
Ahead, the three tomoe in Viktor's eyes instantly accelerated their rotation, transforming into a complex and eerie kaleidoscope pattern.
With the violent surge of chakra, a crimson half-skeletal giant exuding an aura of destruction rose from the ground!
The enormous chakra skeleton filled the wide underground passage, even causing the solid arched stone bricks to shatter and fall.
"Susanoo!"
Viktor stood at the core of the Crimson Giant, controlling this godlike energy creation.
He charged straight into the densely packed enemy ranks without any hesitation, like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep.
This was a completely predictable, one-sided defeat.
"Boom—!"
The crimson Susanoo's massive arm swung with overwhelming force.
The terrifying gale and absolute power swept across the entire area like autumn leaves being swept away.
The large group of fully armed gangsters, pirates, and royal troops in the front row were swept away by this irresistible force before they could even scream.
They slammed against the stone walls on both sides like rag dolls, the crisp sound of bones breaking echoing through the room.
The enemy's formation, which had been arrogant and domineering, crumbled instantly upon first contact, plunging into chaos and panic.
The Revolutionary Army intelligence agents, who were firmly protected by Sabo in the rear, had completely forgotten their injuries at this moment.
They stared blankly at the crimson demon god wreaking havoc in the enemy ranks, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
The same question kept popping into their minds:
Our revolutionary army...
When did they recruit such an outrageously powerful and ruthless person?!
Is this really a power that humans can possess?
Diamanti, standing on high ground, had a more interesting expression on his face than anyone else.
Watching as his massive army, which he was so proud of and which had brought him to besiege, was instantly wiped out by that red giant, with more than half of it gone.
Diamanti's arrogant smile froze completely on his face.
As he stared intently at the black-haired youth standing proudly beneath the crimson giant.
The latest bounty poster he had just seen that day finally flashed through his mind, and he completely recognized the other party's true identity.
"How is this possible...you..."
Diamanti's hand holding the rapier trembled uncontrollably.
"You're the vice-captain of the Straw Hat Pirates... the 'Crimson Lotus' with a bounty of 600 million?!"
Viktor's cold eyes showed no emotion.
He had no intention of wasting time talking to a dead man.
In that instant, a shocking trickle of blood seeped from Viktor's right eye and slid down his cheek.
The special, exclusive eye technique hidden deep within the right eye—[Futsu-no-Mitama]—is activated instantly!
At this moment, the world was stripped of all color, turning into pure black and white.
In Victor's view, which was like that of a god looking down from above.
A "death line" emitting an eerie red light immediately appeared on Diamanti's body.
"Whoosh!"
Viktor instantly deactivated the heavily depleted Susanoo, and the massive crimson skeleton dissipated into specks of light.
At the same time, his figure vanished from the spot like a ghost, leaving only a blur in the air.
Viktor drew his sword, Autumn Water, from his waist with a backhand motion.
He clearly didn't directly slash at Diamanti's body with the sharp blade.
Instead, in a manner that appeared quite casual to outsiders, he casually drew a line along the "death line" in the void, a line visible only to him.
The next second, a bizarre and terrifying scene unfolded.
Diamanti was originally prepared to activate the power of the "Float Fruit" to turn her body into something as soft as cloth to deflect all physical attacks.
However, he didn't even have a chance to activate his fruit defense.
"Sizzle—!"
With a sickening tearing sound, a terrifying line of blood, deep enough to expose bone, appeared out of nowhere on Diamanti's chest.
Crimson blood gushed out like a high-pressure water gun, and intense pain instantly overwhelmed his senses.
He was almost cut in half at the waist on the spot by this invisible and undefendable blade!
"Aaaaaahh...
Severely wounded and lying on the ground, Diamanti let out an extremely shrill scream that echoed throughout the entire underground water dungeon.
He rolled and struggled frantically in the thick pool of blood, his hands tightly covering the bleeding wound.
The highest-ranking member of the Don Quixote family stared intently at Victor, who was approaching step by step, with eyes filled with despair and resentment.
A vicious curse escaped his throat:
"ah!!!"
"Damn it... the Doflamingo family... will never forgive you!!!"
"You will all die a horrible death!!!"
Victor still did not answer the wailing of the defeated dog.
He stopped and looked down at Diamanti, who was struggling in a pool of blood.
Viktor gripped the hilt of the black sword Shusui with a backhand, and a layer of deep, dark Armament Haki instantly enveloped the blade.
Then, without any mercy, he stabbed the black knife downwards.
"Pfft!"
The blade, imbued with an aura of dominance, pierced Diamanti's heart, pinning him firmly to the cold, hard stone slabs of the underground passage.
Diamanti's body convulsed violently twice, the light in his eyes quickly faded, and he completely lost his life.
As this renowned top official of the new world breathed his last,
The system's cold yet pleasant notification rang in Viktor's mind precisely on time:
[Ding! Successfully killed the highest-ranking member of the Donquixote Family, significantly altering the original plot.]
[Congratulations, host, you have gained 10,000 Ninja Points!]
Victor smiled with satisfaction.
He gripped the hilt of the knife, pulled the Black Blade Autumn Water from the corpse, and with a deft flick of his wrist, shook off all the bloodstains on the blade onto the ground.
They watched helplessly as their own high-ranking official stood up to them.
He was instantly killed by this mysterious black-haired youth in just two moves, as if he were cutting melons and vegetables.
The remaining gangsters, pirates, and kingdom soldiers were on the verge of a mental breakdown.
They had completely lost their last shred of will to fight.
"A monster...this guy is a monster!!"
"Run! Run for your lives!"
The remaining enemy soldiers screamed in terror and fled in all directions, tumbling and crawling.
However, this narrow underground passage was destined to be their road to the underworld.
Subsequently, Victor, Sabo holding the water pipe, and several revolutionaries filled with rage began a merciless pursuit, like tigers among sheep.
Amidst the clash of swords and clubs, this group of wicked and desperate criminals were easily caught up with and slaughtered.
After the one-sided massacre subsided, a strong stench of blood filled the air.
Sabo walked over to Victor, stepping through the mess and blood.
He glanced down at Diamanti's lifeless body lying on the ground, his eyes wide open in death.
Then he raised his head, his azure eyes blazing with an even more intense fighting spirit and excitement than before:
"It seems... to our previous battle..."
"You didn't even use your full strength, Guren."
Viktor calmly sheathed the Autumn Water sword.
He turned his head, smiled at the battle-ready Sabo, and said in a relaxed tone:
"Don't worry, you'll have a chance to see it for yourself in the future."
"But for now, let's retreat."
"We've solved a big problem. If we don't leave now, we'll attract even more rats, and then things could get really troublesome."
Sabo nodded, abandoning his desire to spar.
The group quickly and efficiently cleaned up the obvious marks on their bodies.
Sabo personally escorted the wounded soldiers, carrying the top-secret arms ledger stained with countless blood, and quickly left the sinful royal city.
Under the cover of night, the group successfully reached the hidden shore and found the revolutionary army's fast, invisible sailboat moored in the shadows.
As the sails rose, the ship cut through the waves and sailed away under the cover of night.
In the vast darkness of night, all that remained for the Ironblood Kingdom was a hellish landscape of wreckage.224Chapter 225 The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan! A World-Shaking Front-Page News Story
Chapter 225 The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan! A World-Shaking Front-Page News Story
The revolutionary army's stealth speedboats cleaved through the deep night.
The trail of speed tore through the dark sea, gradually receding from the sinful waters of the Ironblood Kingdom.
On the deck, the sea breeze carried a biting chill.
The intelligence agents who had just been rescued from the underground water prison were now resting in twos and threes in a corner.
They occasionally looked up at the tall, black figure at the bow of the ship.
His eyes still held a lingering sense of shock and deep awe.
The image of him wiping out the enemy as easily as slicing melons and vegetables was deeply imprinted in their minds.
Sabo crossed his arms and leaned quietly against the sturdy ship's side.
As he listened to the sound of the waves crashing in his ears, his mind kept replaying the scene that had happened in the tunnel not long ago.
Viktor's swift and deadly strike that killed Diamanti defied all logic.
That decisive and swift kill...
Sabo was secretly alarmed.
He was acutely aware of this Straw Hat crew's vice-captain, who was known to the world as the "Worst Generation."
Its true fighting power has definitely reached the terrifying level of the top executives of the Four Emperors in the New World.
At the very front of the Clippers, Victor sat alone, cross-legged at the bow.
He let the strong sea breeze blow through his black hair, his eyes slightly closed.
On the surface, he seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but in reality, his consciousness had already sunk deep into the system panel in his mind.
Looking at the 10,000 Ninja Points that I successfully gained after killing Diamanti.
With the foundation he had built up along the way, his current Ninja Way Points balance has finally broken through the major barrier, steadily reaching 60,000 points.
Without the slightest hesitation, Viktor directly opened the advanced exchange interface of the system store in his mind.
He decisively paid a full 50,000 Ninja Points to directly upgrade and transform his Mangekyou Sharingan, which was aching from overuse, into the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan with endless eye power!
A cool yet immense strange power of vision circulates and reshapes within the optic nerve.
Viktor's consciousness exited the system.
He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the vast power within them that seemed to see through all the illusions of the world and had no worries about running out.
He could no longer suppress the upward curve of his lips.
A low, pleasant chuckle escaped his throat.
"Hehehe..."
The laughter, which sounded somewhat eerie in the quiet night, drifted on the sea breeze to the deck at the back.
This sent a chill down the spine of Sabo, who was deep in thought, and the group of revolutionary soldiers nearby.
The group exchanged bewildered glances, then took a few steps back in perfect unison.
...
A few days later, in the early morning, the speedboat skillfully navigated the perpetually raging sandstorm and successfully returned to the revolutionary army's headquarters—the hidden underground port of Baltigue.
As soon as we docked.
Sabo and Victor then led their rescued comrades straight to the spacious office of their leader, Dorrag.
"Bang."
Sabo strode forward and slammed the top-secret arms ledger, stained with dried blood, onto Dorrag's large desk.
Drag, draped in a dark green cloak, solemnly examined the shocking transaction records in the ledger.
At the same time, he listened quietly to Sabo's detailed report on the entire process of the raid.
When Dragon heard that Victor had killed Diamante, one of Doflamingo's top executives, in just two moves, he was shocked.
Even in the eyes of this man, whom the World Government considered the most heinous criminal, a hint of obvious surprise flashed.
He closed the ledger and lavishly praised Viktor's decisive and efficient work.
He solemnly stated that the revolutionary army owed him a huge favor because of this.
After the brief report, Viktor decisively declined the victory banquet prepared by the revolutionary army.
He strode confidently through the intricate underground corridors, heading straight for the top-secret data room buried deep within the base.
With a dull scraping sound, Viktor reached out and pushed open the heavy stone door.
The archives room was lit with soft lighting.
Robin sat amidst a mountain of ancient documents and yellowed scrolls, wearing a pair of sophisticated gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.
She held a fountain pen and was writing furiously in her notebook, completely absorbed in the task.
Hearing the familiar footsteps coming from the doorway, Robin stopped what she was doing and looked up.
When she looked through the glasses and saw the unharmed, dark-haired man.
A bright smile, like spring flowers, immediately bloomed on that stunningly beautiful face.
Robin put down his pen, stood up, strode forward, and threw himself into Victor's broad, warm embrace.
She pressed her cheek against Viktor's chest, greedily inhaling his reassuring scent.
Although she knew better than anyone else the capabilities of this first mate.
But on this perilous sea, as long as he doesn't return safely, Robin's heart can never truly be at ease.
Only now did that worry completely disappear.
With a gentle smile, Victor reached out and wrapped his strong arms around her waist.
In this quiet room filled with the dust of history, the two embraced each other, savoring the warmth of their long-awaited reunion.
However, this rare tranquility did not last long.
Just as the two were enjoying their tender moment, a series of chaotic and hurried footsteps suddenly came from the corridor outside the stone gate.
"Bang!"
Kerla didn't even bother to knock; he just slammed the door open to the archives.
She clutched a copy of the latest World Economic News tightly in her hand, the paper still smelling of fresh ink.
Her once rosy cheeks were now as pale as paper, and she was panting heavily.
"Something...something terrible has happened!" Kera's voice trembled uncontrollably.
She walked quickly to the two men and, trembling, handed them the newspaper.
Victor released Robin and took the newspaper.
On the front page of the newspaper, several large, blood-red characters were printed, almost taking up half the page—
[World Government's Supreme Announcement: Portgas D. Ace, the second division commander of the Whitebeard Pirates, will be publicly executed at Marineford, Marine Headquarters, in one week!]
The moment I saw those large characters, the air pressure in the archives seemed to drop to freezing point.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of wind swept in.
Sabo, his eyes bloodshot, charged into the archives like a mad wolf.
Now that his memory has been fully restored, how could he allow such a tragedy to happen again!
Looking at the photo of Ace in the newspaper, tightly bound by seastone chains.
Having just regained his memories, Sabo clenched his fists, unleashing a terrifying and tyrannical aura of extreme violence.
"Absolutely unforgivable..."
Sabo growled through gritted teeth, his voice filled with unbearable grief and despair.
"I absolutely cannot abandon him! I must go and save Ace!"
Instead, a cold smile slowly crept onto Viktor's lips.
He casually tossed the newspaper onto the dusty stone floor.
"Once Luffy sees this newspaper, he will definitely rush to Impel Down without hesitation."
Viktor's voice was steady and resolute.
"In that case, how can I, as the first mate, let him steal the limelight in that hellish place all by himself?"
Victor turned around and gently placed a kiss on Robin's forehead, whose expression was anxious.
Robin is clearly well aware of how much her captain values his crew and brothers, and Luffy will definitely go to save Ace.
The road ahead is destined to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
She looked at Viktor, her eyes showing no hesitation, only a determination to face it side by side:
"Victor, tell me what to do now."
"What should we do for Luffy?"
Victor nodded slightly.
Then, he slowly turned around and looked at Sabo, whose eyes were bloodshot.
Their eyes met in the dimly lit archive room, and without a word, they reached a consensus.
Objective: Impel Down, the world's largest underwater prison!225Chapter 22mpel Down! Deep-Sea Diving and the Eye of Eternity
Chapter 226 Target: Impel Down! Deep-Sea Diving and the Eye of Eternity
The commotion in the archives room quickly attracted the attention of the revolutionary army leader, Dorag.
The man, draped in a dark green cloak and sporting a dark red square tattoo on his face, strode into the room with steady steps.
His deep gaze first fell on Sabo, whose eyes were bloodshot, and then looked at Viktor, who was full of fighting spirit.
As the supreme leader who single-handedly built the revolutionary army, Dragon knew his Chief of Staff better than anyone else.
He knew all too well how deep Sabo's attachment to his brotherhood was after he regained that long-forgotten memory.
Faced with this sudden situation that could affect the overall situation of the revolutionary army at any time.
Instead of speaking out to stop it on the grounds of "the overall interests of the revolutionary army" or "the big picture", Dragon made an unexpected decision.
He turned around and gave the highest order to Kella behind him: "Immediately go and open the highest-level hidden dock at the bottom of Baldigo."
Dorlag provided them with an excellent tool for infiltration.
A small, specially designed stealth submarine newly developed by the Revolutionary Military Academy of Sciences.
The submarine's hull is coated with a high concentration of sea stone powder purified through a special process, which can perfectly emit the same frequency as the ocean, thus avoiding the perception of those terrifying sea kings in the windless deep sea.
Without a doubt, this is the best means of transportation to dive into the deep sea outside Impel Down and avoid the Navy's heavy surveillance.
Before boarding, only the low rumble of water could be heard in the hidden underground port.
Robin walked up to Victor and carefully tucked a neatly folded diagram of Impel Down's interior into the lapel of Victor's clothes.
"Be careful, Victor." Robin's eyes were filled with deep worry.
She lowered her voice and explained in detail the horrors of the world's largest prison.
"From the Crimson Lotus Hell (Level 1) on the first underground level all the way to the Infinite Hell (Level 6) at the very bottom, each level is filled with deadly dangers."
"Especially Magellan, the current warden of Impel Down, is a user of the Venom-Venom Fruit."
"His body is covered in almost incurable poison; even powerful pirates would die instantly if they came into contact with it. Never try to fight him head-on."
Looking at Robin's concerned face, Victor reached out his large, kind hand and gently stroked her long, smooth black hair.
He didn't say much, just left a smile full of absolute confidence, then turned and stepped into the submarine's hatch.
...
In the cold, dark, windless depths of the ocean, it was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.
The revolutionary army's small submarine, like a nimble black fish, sprinted at full speed through this deadly sea.
Because they don't have much time left.
In order to reach the destination as quickly as possible, Saab pushed the submarine's thrusters to their limits, operating them under severe overload.
However, the violent vibrations and water surges generated by the overloaded engine triggered unexpected changes in this desolate deep sea.
This unusual tremor unexpectedly attracted a mutated deep-sea sea monster that was lurking in a nearby trench.
It was a terrifying behemoth, as large as a mountain.
It suddenly burst out of the dark abyss, opening its blood-red maw full of fangs, about to swallow the tiny submarine whole, crew and all.
"Damn it! Has the sea stone coating failed?!"
Faced with this critical and desperate situation, Sabo gritted his teeth.
He instantly enveloped his hands in jet-black Armament Haki, preparing to force his way out of the hull and engage the behemoth in a fierce battle in the deep sea.
"Don't waste your energy, leave it to me."
Before Sabo could make a move, Victor's steady voice rang out in the cramped cabin.
He took a step forward and walked directly to the specially made reinforced glass viewing window at the front of the submarine.
In the dark depths of the sea, Victor's eyes changed instantly.
The once pure black pupils disappeared, replaced by the eerie and infinitely majestic dark red pattern of the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan.
"Buzz—!"
Through the thick reinforced glass and the cold, deep seawater.
An immense, soul-chilling spiritual force instantly pierced through the enormous brain of that mutated sea king.
The next second, a shocking scene unfolded.
The once ferocious and bloodthirsty deep-sea behemoth convulsed violently.
Not only did it instantly become as docile as a domesticated pet, but it even turned its enormous body around.
It, in turn, became the submarine's "free laborer," using its strong and powerful head and body to prop up the submarine's stern and start speeding at high speed through the turbulent currents of the deep sea!
With the full propulsion of this deep-sea behemoth, the submarine's speed increased several times in an instant, greatly shortening the originally long voyage.
Sabo, standing behind, witnessed the entire scene and couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed.
He keenly noticed a terrifying detail.
Viktor unleashed a terrifying illusion that was powerful enough to control such a massive deep-sea monster in an instant, yet not a single drop of blood flowed from the corner of his eye.
Even his breathing was frighteningly steady, without the slightest disorder.
The Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, which had just undergone its transformation, began to reveal its terrifying endurance and absolute mental pressure at this moment.
...
After several days and nights of intense underwater racing propelled by the full force of the sea kings.
Using the intricate deep-sea currents at the bottom of Impel Down, the submarine finally arrived silently at an absolute blind spot beneath the gates of this underwater prison.
The main gate of Impel Down was heavily guarded and patrolled by warships.
It requires a special warship to safely enter by following the unique ocean currents inside the Navy's exclusive "Gate of Justice".
To avoid being seen and heard, Victor and Sabo decisively abandoned the conventional route.
The two changed into specially made high-pressure waterproof suits prepared by the revolutionary army inside the cabin, and then entered the icy cold seawater from the decompression chamber of the submarine.
Following the revolutionary army's structural diagram, they found a giant sewage pipe at the very bottom of Impel Down, directly connected to deep-sea water.
Using their superior physical skills, the two forcefully broke through the outer metal fence and dived in against the current.
Climbing upwards through the damp, foul-smelling pipes, the two finally sneaked into the ventilation corridor inside Impel Down.
However, as soon as they landed, before they could even take off their waterproof suits, a whole squad of fully armed prison guards came towards them from around the corner of the passage ahead.
"Who goes there?!" The warden, who was leading the group, widened his eyes and reached for the Den Den Mushi at his waist.
Viktor's eyes were cold, and the eternal kaleidoscope pattern in his eye sockets only flickered slightly.
In an instant, an invisible spiritual fluctuation spread out like ripples.
The dozen or so prison guards along the way didn't even have time to react before their eyes went blank.
They collapsed silently onto the cold stone floor like puppets whose souls had been ripped out.
No one was alerted.
The two were like unpredictable ghosts from the abyss, swiftly penetrating the defensive line.
After removing their heavy waterproof suits, the two, relying on the Revolutionary Army's detailed map, carefully infiltrated the inner corridor of Level 1—the Crimson Hell—avoiding the surveillance Den Den Mushi along the way.
Red Lotus Hell, as the name suggests, is filled with "sword trees" that are as sharp as blades and "needle grass" that pricks like needles.
The prisoners were forced to run endlessly here, their blood staining the ground red.
However, when Victor and Sabo actually stepped into this area...
What came into view was not the heavily guarded, desperate scene of wailing and despair that I had imagined.
On the contrary, it was a scene of utter devastation, as if a hurricane had struck.
The once indestructible sword trees and needle grass on both sides of the corridor were destroyed by a brute force, with broken branches and leaves scattered all over the ground.
Meanwhile, the jailers and blue gorilla guards who were supposed to be fierce and wielding long whips to drive away prisoners...
At this moment, they lay sprawled on the ground, completely unconscious.
Viktor stopped and slowly crouched down.
His gaze fell on a steel fence in front of him, which had been stretched out by unimaginable force.
Then he looked up and saw a huge rubber fist print, half a meter deep, embedded in the hard stone wall beside him.
Looking at these familiar signs of destruction, Viktor's lips slowly curled into a helpless yet indulgent smile.
He stood up and dusted off his hands.
Sabo, who was standing nearby, also noticed the fist marks on the wall.
He was stunned for a moment, and then the anxiety and worry that had been filling his heart subsided a little.
Sabo couldn't help but tilt his head back and laugh heartily.
He reached up and adjusted his top hat, the worry in his azure eyes gradually replaced by intense fighting spirit.
"It seems that Luffy, that restless guy, has already caused chaos in this hell on earth before us."
Sabo stepped forward.
"Since our captain is already working so hard to clear the way..."
"Then, as his strong support, let's speed things up and charge straight in."