Who made him the Pirate King?

Fierce fighting broke out again between the chief warden and the deputy warden.

This news spread quickly throughout Impel Down City as if it had wings.

The fourth floor, the scorching hell, the director's office, the toilet.

"Nani!? Storm and Shiliu are fighting again??"

Magellan, who was in the process of detoxifying, immediately tightened his anus when he heard the news from his subordinates.

"Why this time? That bastard Shiliu, why do you keep provoking Storm for nothing!?"

"Report to the Director."

The jailer standing outside the toilet shouted.

"According to the news from the monitoring room, this time... the chief warden took the initiative to attack the deputy director."

"That over-energetic bastard Storm!"

With a roar, Magellan walked out of the toilet, pulling his belt.

His face was filled with a rich purple aura, which was obviously due to incomplete detoxification.

"I must imprison him in the extreme cold hell!

"No! I will put him in infinite hell!!"

Ordinary jailers would not have the guts to interrupt the angry Director.

At this moment, a figure suddenly pushed open the door of the director's office and rushed in from the outside.

"Magellan!!"

Hannibal, with a panicked look on his face, quickly ran to Magellan's side.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the purple poisonous gas on Magellan's face and immediately took a few steps back.

"Well, that bastard Shiliu started fighting with Storm again!"

While reporting the news, Hannibal put some eye drops on Xi's eyes.

“It must be that Storm didn’t hit her hard enough last time!

"Magellan, you see that guy Xiliu always makes mistakes, you should put him in infinite hell!

"Then, let me take the position of deputy director! Finally, you give me the position of director -"

Boom!

Magellan raised his sandbag-sized fist and hit Hannibal hard on the head.

The latter immediately held his head and squatted in defense.

"Ah! It hurts!"

"When did this happen? You're still joking!"

Magellan picked up Hannibal and ran out of the director's office with him.

"Hurry up and control those two guys! This is the key!"

Magellan and Hannibal left the director's office on the fourth floor together and took the mobile elevator to the Red Lotus Hell.

At this time.

A figure emerged from the shadows outside the door of the director's office.

Storm looked at the director and warden who were already far away, and immediately moved to the monitoring room on the fourth floor.

The person who just had a conflict with Shiliu in Red Lotus Hell.

It's actually just Storm's [Clay Clone].

The real Storm has already stepped into the monitoring room.

The guards in the monitoring room saw Storm entering the room and subconsciously raised their hands in salute.

"Lord Jailer!"

"Chief Jailor——???"

The next moment, everyone suddenly realized something was wrong.

On the surveillance screen of Red Lotus Hell, "Storm" is still fighting with Shiliu.

Then who entered the monitoring room at this time...

Who could it be?

"Sorry."

Storm raised his right hand and released strips of clay, knocking out all the surveillance personnel in the blink of an eye.

Several [big trophies] popped up in front of his eyes.

That is even lower than the [Bronze Trophy]——

[Dark Iron Trophy: Jailer]

[Trophy Stars: ★]

'Although, ordinary jailers can be considered elite if they can have a star rating...'

Storm ignored these [Black Iron Trophies] that jumped out and moved outside the control room again.

He burst out with agility and seemed to move to the front of the elevator.

Storm was moving too fast.

When he knocked out all the guards in the control room and reached the elevator entrance.

Magellan, Hannibal and others managed to reach the first level of the Red Lotus Hell.

Storm saw the elevator finally stopped on the first floor, and he used the [Clay Fruit] ability again.

A large amount of clay rushed into the elevator shaft along the gaps and completely blocked the elevator system.

This way.

If people in the Red Lotus Hell want to reach the Infinite Hell, they must slowly climb the stairs.

After doing all this.

Storm directly assimilated the ground under his feet into clay, and his whole body dived into it.

Less than a moment.

Storm went from the scorching hell on the fourth floor to the new transvestite paradise on the fifth and fifth floor.

In the new transvestite paradise, there is a special phone bug that is exactly the same as the surveillance phone bug in Impel Down.

Ivankov and other shemales relied on this surveillance phone bug to learn about the movements of people advancing into the city.

Back when "Storm" punched Shiliu.

Ivankov and others noticed the movement, and they all gathered in front of the surveillance screen.

Just when Storm arrived at the new transvestite paradise.

Ivankov and other transvestites were still admiring the contents of the surveillance screen with relish.

"Left hook! Right hook!"

"Yes! That's what it feels like! Yes! Hit him!"

"That bastard Ame no Shiru! He deserves to be beaten!"

Among the noisy voices.

The Shemale King Ivankov looked around and saw the unannounced guests.

"Vongola Storm!? Aren't you fighting that bastard Yu Zhiliu up there?"

The shemale king Ivankov was shocked when he saw Storm suddenly appear.

Before Storm could answer the question, Ivankov quickly reacted and said in disbelief.

"Is the you above - a fake?!"

Storm had no intention of explaining to Ivankov.

"My action is about to begin, Shemale King, it's time for you to be useful!"

Without waiting for Ivankov to respond, Storm took out his private Den Den Mushi and dialed a number.

Blu - Blu -

The Den Den Mushi in Ivankov's arms also rang.

"Keep in touch!"

After saying this, the ground under Storm's feet softened into clay again, and his figure disappeared underground.

After this incident.

The New Shemale Paradise, which was just bustling with people, suddenly became quiet.

"My Queen."

"What should we do?"

"Should we listen to that guy?"

Lightning, who had recovered from his serious injury, shook his head at Ivankov at this time.

His meaning was simple—Vongola Storm was not trustworthy.

"We have no choice."

Ivankov shook his head, took out the Den Den Mushi in his arms, and connected directly.

"Vongola, what do you want me to do?"

"You, go to the big staircase of the extreme cold hell and stop everyone who wants to come down."

Storm's calm voice came from the Den Den Mushi.

"Ivankov, this is your mission.

"If you want to share this task with other transvestites in the new transvestite paradise, I also welcome them to go down to the infinite hell!"

"Infinite hell?"

Ivankov looked at the monitoring Den Den Mushi, waved his hand, and signaled his men to turn the monitoring screen.

"You have gone to the sixth floor now?"

The sixth floor, infinite hell.

Storm fell from the ceiling to an open space, and he looked up at a monitoring Den Den Mushi in the corner.

His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the monitoring Den Den Mushi and came directly to the new transvestite paradise on the fifth floor.

"Transvestite King, you are looking at me now, right? "

Ivankov's heart skipped a beat immediately, and he waved to his men again, signaling them to turn the screen back.

"Ah, this! Haha!"

Ivankov laughed.

"Magellan has arrived at the Red Lotus Hell, 'you' have to be careful!"

Infinite Hell.

Storm stopped talking to the Demon King, he put the Den Den Mushi on his shoulder and used it as a temporary walkie-talkie.

At this time.

The prisoners in the Infinite Hell also saw this unusual "newcomer".

"Jailer uniform? Haha! When did a newcomer come to the Impel Down?"

"This newcomer is pretty good-looking!"

"Come in quickly, let me take a good look at your butt! "

For a moment, foul language came from all directions.

Storm looked calm, and he released the power of the [Clay Fruit] without hesitation.

The land of the Infinite Hell was assimilated by the power of his devil fruit, forming a huge area of ​​clay.

A lifelike giant dragon head emerged from the clay, it opened its bloody mouth and sprayed out clumps of clay.

Clay dragon bomb!

Each of the prisoners in the Infinite Hell was a tough guy who had stirred up trouble in the sea outside, with good eyesight and knowledge.

They all saw Storm release his ability and recognized the effect of this ability.

"Mud? Clay? Hahaha!"

"Are you trying to drown me with mud? Kid!"

"This ability is much weaker than the [Poison Fruit] of Magellan, that diarrhea bastard! "

The prisoners' laughter had not yet ended.

The clay balls ejected by the clay dragon bullet had already shot into the cell where they were.

The next moment.

The wailing sounds one after another rang out in the infinite hell.

"Ouch! Ouch!"

"Why is this clay hard!"

"Wait! This is not ordinary clay! This is——"

The prisoners didn't have time to finish their words.

The clay shells shot into the cell suddenly collapsed inwards, and then exploded with a "boom".

Boom! Boom! Boom!——

A series of explosions suddenly sounded in the infinite hell.

Each clay ball that Storm had just thrown out was actually "ceramic clay" that could be compressed and exploded!

The power of this ceramic bomb is not inferior to ordinary gunpowder weapons.

Amid the roars in the sky.

Storm walked straight to a cell.

A burly, terrifying-looking woman was imprisoned in the cell.

"The most vicious female pirate in history, Crescent Moon Hunter, Katarina Depen?"

"Hum, hum, hum..."

In the cell, Katarina Depen chuckled, and her expression was not panicked at all.

"I am Katarina Depen!

"Jailer, what do you want from me?"

"I just want to..."

Storm raised his right hand and released the power of the [Clay Fruit].

Strips of white clay rushed into the cell like poisonous snakes, entwining and biting Katarina Depen.

"Lend me your [Mythical Beast Species: Nine-Tailed Fox Fruit]!"