Starting from the pirates, pushing the world

Chapter 34 Changes in Moriah and Shiliu!
Advancing City, the fourth underground floor, scorching hell.

The environment here is still as hot and dry as the abyss in the center of the earth, and the air is filled with disgusting blood.

I saw a group of prisoners wearing zebra-print prison uniforms, under the scolding and whipping of the vicious guards, resisting the burning pain in the soles of their feet, carrying bundles of dry firewood to the boiling blood pool, and then lined up to throw them away. Throw it into the sea of ​​fire under the cauldron.

At this time, Moonlight Moria, who had just become a little jailer, was walking in and out of the cell with a pair of two-meter-long scissors.

Just like now, when I just walked out of the cell, I opened the next cell door. Under the terrified eyes of the prisoner inside, I pinched the upper body of the prisoner with my left hand like a chicken, cut off the shadow under him with a click, and then threw it away Go to the wall on one side, and then throw the struggling shadow into the shadow box that he carries like garbage.

This shadow box is actually made of his shadow, that is, the 'Shadow Mage', because in order to preserve the shadow, apart from the body, only a box that is also a shadow can do it.

Compared with the former, the number of shadows that can be stored in the latter is almost unlimited. After all, shadows have no substance, and they can be stuffed into the shadow box by rubbing them together.

He prepared four shadow boxes of this kind, which were used to store the shadows of prisoners in 'Scorching Hell', 'Hunger Hell', 'Beast Hell' and 'Red Lotus Hell' respectively.

Director Columbus stipulates that he can only move between these four floors.

Because all the prisoners held in the 'Extremely Cold Hell' on the fifth underground floor are big pirates with a reward of hundreds of millions, and the prisoners in the infinite hell on the 'Sixth Underground Floor' are even more extraordinary. A monster-level pirate that was wiped from history.

Moria didn't care, these four layers of prisoners were enough for him to cut for several years, and it would be nice to have two layers less, at least on the surface he seemed very obedient.

Moreover, he found that the environment in the advancing city is very suitable for his life. This kind of place where the sun is not seen all day is very comfortable for the ghost people, but it is difficult to carry out the "light burial" program.

Just when Moriah walked out of the cell with a cold face and was about to go to the next one, two colleagues in jailer uniforms and armed with muskets were patrolling and chatting.

Although their voices were lowered, they were still more obvious in this environment.

"The warden Xiliu is about to be transferred out!"

"That's really great. Once the killing star is gone, we low-level jailers don't have to worry about dying under the knife of our own people."

"Who says it's not, but the happiest ones should be those prisoners. Those who died at the hands of Chief Xiliu these years, if not a thousand, there are hundreds, oh no, it's hundreds, right?"

Hearing this, Moriah didn't pay any attention to it, because he really didn't know any Xiliu. On the contrary, it was Magellan, the deputy director, who left a deep impression on him. His appearance of emitting poisonous gas was quite scary.

The aura of Director Columbus is even more unfathomable, anyway, he is not someone he can deal with now!
However, there is a question, how to get promoted in this place?
Is it meritorious service, but where does it come from?
Thinking of this, Moria stopped in his tracks, froze, and thought to himself: "No, from this point of view, as long as the world government is willing, I will never even think about upgrading, so I may have to stay here for the rest of my life." 20 years?"

For some reason, his mind began to issue bills, inexplicably associating with the future, if he was still a prison guard ten years later
Then what is he, the strongest jailer in the history of the city?
In the director's office in the distance, Xiliu Yuzhi has completed the resignation procedures with the director, and is walking out with a paper bag containing various documents.

But as soon as he came out, he saw a man in black standing there, nearly five meters tall, dressed like a devil, wearing long pointed horns on his head, and wearing devil bat wings.

"Hey, Deputy Director Magellan, I didn't expect you to come to see me off. It seems that you don't hate me very much." Xiliu teased.

"No, I hate you."

Magellan didn't save face for this ex-colleague who was about to leave at all, and said with a cold face: "I just came to see you get out of Push City with my own eyes, so that I can make sure that I really won't see you in the future."

"Ah, it's really ruthless."

Xi Liu didn't get angry and grinned, took out an expensive cigar from his coat pocket, put it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep puff of smoke.

He took a look at the harsh environment of the 'Scorching Hell', and while breathing out thick smoke, he sighed: "Actually, I quite like this place. I don't know if I can feed the 'Thunderstorm' when I go to the Navy."

After finishing speaking, he passed by Magellan and walked towards the elevator leading to the first floor of the sea.

The former looked at the figure of the latter walking away, shook his head and sighed.

"The navy doesn't know what's going on, but it took this bastard over there. I hope someone over there can restrain him, otherwise blood will flow like a river."

But on the other hand, it is indeed a great thing for them to advance the city.

Xiliu came here with regret and nostalgia, and took the elevator to the first floor of the sea. This place was still as lively as ever, and the new prisoners who were captured were lined up waiting to be undressed and baptized.

Well, a full-body baptism with [-] degrees of boiling water is absolutely exciting, and then put on a brand new prison uniform with black and white stripes. In the 'burning hell' on the fourth floor underground, a second disinfection is carried out with high-temperature scorching heat. Kim is thrown into a different 'hell'.

The jailers and other staff who were supervising the prisoners were stunned when they saw Xiliu's figure, and none of them dared to come up to say hello or something.

At most, she would watch her off with fear or joy, but Xiliu didn't care about that.

In his eyes, these are the weak, and the weak don't deserve his care at all, they are only suitable for killing time and letting 'Thunderstorm' drink blood.

After passing through the iron fence, you can see the gate leading to the outside world. This is a gate embedded in a high wall and made of solid steel.

The next thing is simple, smoothly board the naval warship that came to pick him up, and slowly sail away from the large submarine prison where he has been staying for many years.

The strange thing is that Xiliu didn't even look back at this time, even though she looked nostalgic just now, instead her eyes were looking forward to the future.

No matter what, coming out of it is equivalent to being free!
If you don't like staying in the navy, you can leave whenever you want, right?

Therefore, Xiliu is in a very happy mood now, so happy that his eyes are slightly red when he looks at the surrounding soldiers, and his hands suddenly feel itchy.
It's just that when the warship sailed out of the first gate of justice, he noticed something was wrong, because the ship didn't follow the triangular current to the next gate of justice.

"Aren't we going to report to Marin Fando?" Xiliu asked the major in front of him, and at the same time, he felt vigilant.

"It was originally like this, but because you were transferred to Lieutenant Admiral Akainu as an adjutant, and Lieutenant Admiral Akainu just received a mission, so he told us to take you there directly, after completing this mission Let's go back to Marlin Vandor together."

Since Xiliu was appointed to the rank of colonel in the Navy headquarters, the major naturally responded with honorifics.

"Lieutenant General Red Dog?"

Xiliu's expression froze for a moment. Although he was working in the city, he was not really ignorant of the outside world.

The World Economic News was delivered on time, and coupled with the harsh environment inside, reading the newspaper became the number one leisure activity, so I still knew about the three newly promoted admirals in the navy.

"That high-ranking natural lava fruit ability user, Sakaski?!"

"Yes."

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