Chapter 246: Prison Break at Impel Down in Progress

Level Six of the Impel Down Undersea Prison.

Prison guard Saint Saint Saiwen, who delivers meals, once again arrived before the Sea Prism Stone cell holding the Red Count.

Just as he reached the cell, Saint Saint Saiwen heard the Red Count furiously cursing the Five Elders in his mind.

The Red Count's attitude was actually not hard to understand, because within these seven days, over a dozen prisoners held on Level Six had been taken away by the World Government at once.

In short, Vegapunk's Pacifista project might not be far from success.

Precisely because of this, the Red Count grew increasingly desperate.

Any normal person would not wish to be transformed into a biological weapon obeying others, let alone a powerhouse like the Red Count.

If given a choice, the Red Count would rather die than have his body ruined and transformed by the World Government.

【Damn Five Elders!】

【If someone can rescue me, I will definitely slaughter this group of bastards! Slaughter them all!】

Saint Saint Saiwen responded using his telepathic ability.

【Do you truly mean this?】

"Who?" The Red Count looked around; besides the meal-delivering guard, he saw nothing. He seriously suspected he was experiencing auditory hallucinations.

【This is not the place to talk. I will ask only one question: If I rescue you, are you truly willing to do anything?】

Only then did the Red Count look at the meal-delivering guard.

On the entire Level Six of Impel Down, the only ones able to move freely besides the guards were this meal-delivering guard.

【Deal!】

Had it been any other time, the Red Count might have considered: Could a meal-delivering guard rescue him?

Now, as long as there was even a sliver of hope, the Red Count was unwilling to miss it.

Once this opportunity was missed, he would spend the rest of his life as a biological weapon controlled by the World Government.

For the Red Count, this was humiliation.

The reason the Red Count became a pirate was that as a child he had once seen the Rumbar Pirates docking to rest and had chatted with Brook the Singing Skeleton.

Infected by Brook's ideal, the Red Count began to admire Brook the Singing Skeleton, and thus went to sea as a pirate after growing up.

In the Red Count's heart, pirates are free.

Moreover, how could a guard with telepathic ability possibly be an ordinary person?

【Good】

Saint Saint Saiwen placed his hands, covered in nano-vibranium gloves, over the Sea Prism Stone cell to isolate the limiter on the ability user, then swiftly threw a punch that shattered the cell.

He then quickly stepped forward and unlocked the Sea Prism Stone handcuffs and leg irons on the Red Count's wrists and ankles.

【Breaking out, no problem?】

The Red Count flexed his fists, a mad smile appearing on his pale face.

"My fists have long been hungry and thirsty."

Since defeating Garp the Steel Bone, only to be captured by the arriving Garp and imprisoned in Impel Down, the Red Count had never given up training over these years.

The training intensity was comparable to Barret's.

As soon as the two left the cell, alarms immediately rang out within Impel Down; countless guards and beast guards, after a few seconds of shock, instantly assembled.

Before Saint Saint Saiwen could act, purple Conqueror's Haki erupted from around the Red Count, intimidating all directions.

Indeed, how could a legendary powerhouse equal to Roger and Whitebeard lack Conqueror's Haki?

While the Red Count slaughtered in all directions.

In the Warden's office of Impel Down, the current Warden, Rolen, was requesting reinforcements from the nearby Marines via a Den Den Mushi.

"Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Impel Down is under attack. The High and Mighty Red, Baroque Work's Riderfield, has broken free. Please send Admiral Kizaru to support immediately."

The Den Den Mushi's pupils shook with shock.

"Borsalino is stationed at Punk Hazard; he probably cannot make it in time."

Rolen paused for a second and spoke quickly: "Admiral Akainu will do, or Admiral Aokiji as well; our Impel Down cannot hold out much longer..."

The Den Den Mushi opened its mouth.

"They... are not here."

"Nani?!" Rolen was nearly going mad: "Where is Vice Admiral Garp? Where is Mr. Zephyr?"

"Garp has returned home to visit relatives; Zephyr is leading new Marine recruits on an external training exercise."

"And you?"

"I... I am at New Marineford..."

"Very well, hold out for a while longer; I will have the Marines stationed at the Sabaody Archipelago head to Impel Down for support as soon as possible."

"Thank you."

Rolen hung up the Den Den Mushi speechlessly and helplessly, seeing through the surveillance screen: a figure wrapped entirely in a black robe was moving with the Red Count as if through an empty world.

The strongest Warden and Vice Warden of Impel Down had been knocked unconscious by two punches from that black-robed figure.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Originally, because Chief Officer Yuzhi Xiliu defected to Saint Saint Saint Saiwen, Rolen became the Warden of Impel Down; now facing a prison break, he would either be dismissed or punished.

He was the only official in his entire ancestry; he absolutely could not be dismissed.

After requesting help from the Marines, Rolen dialed the Den Den Mushi again to request support from the World Government.

Hanging up the Den Den Mushi once more, Rolen's eyes flickered as he finally made up his mind:

He must cling to Chief Officer Yuzhi Xiliu to embrace Saint Saint Saint Saiwen's thigh, thereby exempting himself from this punishment.

Clinging to a Celestial Dragon's thigh is not something to tremble at.

The story splits into two threads.

When the World Government received the notification, Saint Saint Saiwen and the Red Count encountered almost no worthy obstacles, easily slaughtering their way from the sixth level to the fifth.

Holy Land Mary Geoise, the Ancient City of Pan.

Inside the spacious and bright Room of Power, the Five Elders took their positions in turn, while Saint Saturn constantly rubbed the center of his brow.

"Impel Down is under attack; the key to the Pacifista Project, Baroque Work's leader, has escaped. The Navy is heading to Impel Down for support."

"The Pacifista Project cannot fail. We shall activate the teleportation array and go there ourselves."

Saint Voly questioned, "Shall we seek the support of Saint Saint Saint Saiwen? With the power of Inazuma, he could surely arrive there immediately."

Saint Saturn shook his head.

"Saint Saint Saint Saiwen's status is equal to ours; we do not have the right to issue direct orders to Saint Saint Saint Saiwen. If we report to my lord Imu... it will be too late."

Actually, this was not the key point; the key was that Saint Saturn did not wish to trouble Saint Saint Saint Saiwen into lending a hand.

He feared Saint Saint Saint Saiwen might be petty and act spoiled toward my lord Imu, thereby becoming a new Elder of the Five.

"With the five of us personally going out, even Baroque Work's leader cannot escape with wings on his back."

"Moreover, we only need to stall for a short while,

and Kizaru will arrive from Punk Hazard to support Impel Down. At that time, we will simply bring him directly to Vegapunk for experimentation."

"To avoid the longer we drag it out, the more things go wrong."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

Due to the prison break at Impel Down, all power structures under the World Government sprang into operation.

The Navy stationed at the Sabaody Archipelago all mobilized to support Impel Down, and the Judicial Island near Impel Down likewise came to assist.

And at this moment, on the fifth level of Impel Down.

The fifth level is known as the Frozen Hell; most of this level is in a frozen state with extremely low temperatures.

Amidst the ice and snow, after Saint Saint Saiwen crushed the attacking pack of snow wolves with a single punch, he looked up.

"It seems things are getting a bit dire."

"What is it?" the Red Count asked in surprise.

Saint Saint Saiwen pointed to the area above the fifth level: "The Five Elders have arrived via the teleportation array."

The Red Count understood: the figure hidden in the black robe before them did not wish to face the Five Elders directly; could it be he feared exposing his identity?

"Leave the five of them to me."

Saint Saint Saiwen slowly shook his head: "That is too much trouble; I actually have a better idea."