Luffy, how can you become the Pirate King if you don't work hard!

"Mr. Long, has he already reached this level? He truly is your son."

The bear's gaze lingered there for a moment, and then his figure, like a bubble, slowly dissipated into the air.

.......

Not long after.

Naval Headquarters, Marineford.

In Marshal Sengoku's office, the Den Den Mushi rang urgently.

Sengoku picked up the receiver and listened to the report from the other end. His expression gradually changed from solemn to shocked, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"Understood. Confirm identity, and re-imprison Shiki the Golden Lion in Impel Down, Level 6. Prepare to report to the World Government and release a press release when the time is right."

He gave the order in a deep voice, put down the Den Den Mushi, rubbed his temples with a headache, and couldn't help but sigh.

"What could have happened to cause our wise general and marshal such distress?"

Lieutenant General He, carrying a cup of hot tea, walked in from the doorway and said calmly, "You're almost retired, what are you sighing about here for?"

"I am still the Fleet Admiral!"

Sengoku replied irritably, then paused for a moment before saying, "Information just came in that Shiki the Golden Lion has been defeated."

He paused slightly in his teacup. "Who made this?"

"The one who defeated the Golden Lion was Monkey D. Luffy, the Straw Hat Luffy."

When Sengoku uttered that name, he felt a tickle in his teeth. "And the one who sent him back to Impel Down was the Seven Warlords of the Sea, the Tyrant Bartholomew Kuma."

He pondered for a moment, then gently placed the teacup on the table and couldn't help but sigh.

"Kum and Straw Hat Boy? Garp's grandson seems to be truly destined to become the fifth Emperor of the Sea."

"In any case, it's a good thing that Golden Lion, this major threat, has been imprisoned again." Sengoku leaned back in his chair and looked out the window at the port that symbolized absolute justice. "Otherwise, we wouldn't have the extra energy to deal with this damned old man right now."

"yes,"

Tsuru turned around and looked out the window at the deep blue sea, her gaze seemingly reflecting the turbulent undercurrents of the New World. "A storm is brewing. Besides Shiki, Impel Down will probably soon welcome other guests. What will Garp do then?"

After he finished speaking, the office fell into a long silence.

Both of the naval leaders saw a sense of unease about the future in each other's eyes.

......

At the same time.

The deep-sea prison.

Impel Down, Impel Down.

Those imprisoned here are all heinous criminals who once shook the world and whose infamous reputations could stop children from crying at night.

A figure suddenly appeared in Impel Down not long ago, immediately triggering a high-level alarm.

You should know that you can only reach Impel Down if the Gates of Justice are open, but someone walked in before the Gates of Justice were even open.

Upon seeing that it was the Golden Lion, the prison guards immediately went on high alert, thinking that the legendary figure who had successfully escaped from prison twenty years ago was about to come knocking again.

As a result, when Magellan, the warden of Impel Down, came out, he saw the Golden Lion, who had almost turned into a puddle of mud and was barely able to maintain consciousness.

He experienced a major battle!

Moreover, they were the losing side.

"Shiki the Golden Lion, you've finally returned."

He was nearly five meters tall, with demon-like wings on his back and horns on his head. He wore a black chief's uniform, and his face was solemn and imposing.

Magellan stared at the legendary pirate who had once brought shame upon the entire Impel Down, his voice deep and imposing.

"You're not getting away this time!"

"Hehehe," the Golden Lion seemed to regain a sliver of consciousness, "We meet again, Magellan boy. You're the Director now?"

Even in such dire straits, his kingly aura remained undiminished.

"Of course,"

Magellan glanced at the Golden Lion and, seeing his disheveled appearance, remarked, "Indeed, you've grown old."

"I have to admit, you guys were absolutely right."

The Golden Lion's voice was broken, "I originally thought that the occasion for our meeting shouldn't be like this."

The golden lion was very unwilling.

His ambition, his IQ plan, and his dream of regaining world domination were all thwarted by a fledgling straw hat kid.

He genuinely wanted to break into Impel Down.

Who knew they would be sent back?

"Who beat you up like this?" Magellan asked in a deep voice.

This was both a routine inquiry and a hint of curiosity. Anyone capable of injuring the Golden Lion to such an extent, almost crippling its fighting ability, was no ordinary person.

The golden lion's smile froze.

His expression of resentment was almost palpable.

"It's all because of that Garp guy's grandson! I'm so angry! My whole life has been ruined by that family. And that bastard Kuma, why did he send me back to Impel Down? Has that guy become a lackey of the World Government too?"

The golden lion grumbled and cursed.

Even sending him to Beehive Island would be fine.

If all else fails, try Kaido or Linlin in the New World.

Even the Four Emperors would have to give him face, mainly because of the relationship he had with Rocks. If he encountered other pirates, they would most likely have killed him as well.

Magellan quickly extracted the key information from his words.

Garp's grandson and the Shichibukai Bartholomew Kuma.

Is it the power of Tyrant Kuma?

They actually managed to bypass the Gate of Justice and enter; we should be wary of that.

Even though Bartholomew Kuma is one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea, Magellan still needs to be wary of anything that threatens Impel Down.

“Let’s go through the formalities; you should be familiar with them by now,” Magellan said expressionlessly.

He would naturally report this intelligence to Navy Headquarters in detail.

Then, he personally directed the Golden Lion to be escorted to the deepest part of the sixth level of Infinite Hell.

Even with the Golden Lion severely injured, Magellan still dared not harbor any illusions.

Impel Down is said to be an impregnable fortress, where no prisoner could possibly escape, but that's not entirely true.

Twenty years ago, when he was just a deputy director, this was the man in front of me.

Shiki the Golden Lion became the first and, to date, only person in Impel Down's history to successfully escape by cutting off his own legs!

This is the greatest disgrace since Impel Down was founded!

However, apart from the Golden Lion, no one else has ever been able to escape from here.

Especially after Magellan became the director, not to mention escaping, even a large-scale riot was a pipe dream.

Because he is the strongest man in this prison, and the absolute fighting force of Impel Down, one of the three major agencies of the World Government!

Chapter 251 I choose Straw Hat Boy, he is the one everyone wants!

Now, the shame of the Golden Lion has finally been washed away.

Although he didn't capture it himself, the result was the same.

Deep down, Magellan even felt a slight sense of gratitude towards the Straw Hat Boy he had never met and the eccentric Tyrant Bear.

The heavy door slowly opened, and a chilling aura rushed out, the sound echoing in the empty passageway.

Inside the gate, a grotesque figure emerged, wearing an Egyptian pharaoh's headdress and resembling a demon. It was Deputy Warden Hannibal Lecter. Pointing at the golden lion carried in by the jailers, he shrieked, "Warden! Aren't prisoners allowed to undergo baptism? That's the rule! Is this someone you know, Warden? I'm going to report you for breaking the rules!"

The so-called baptism refers to the necessary process upon entering Impel Down, including disinfection and changing into prison clothes. However, for prisoners at Level 6, it sometimes means a more brutal welcoming ceremony.

"Heh heh heh heh, long time no see, are you itching for a beating, Hannibal?"

Even though the Golden Lion was bound by Seastone, he still glanced at Hannibal, a look that sent a chill down Hannibal's spine.

"Gold, the Golden Lion?!"

Hey, it's me.

Hannibal was so startled that he took a few steps back, cold sweat pouring down his face. "You bastard, you fought back?!"

Seeing the golden lion tightly bound by sea stone, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"There's no need. He's almost dead; we can't let that Devil Fruit inside him leak out."

Magellan shook his head, his voice leaving no room for doubt: "This is an order from above. Imprison him directly in the sixth floor and keep him under strict guard."

"Ok."

Hannibal readily agreed, but then, as if unable to control himself, he lowered his voice and muttered to himself as if plotting something: "Should we find an opportunity to release Golden Lion? That guy is bound to clash with Commissioner Magellan. If he damages the Commissioner's prestige, I can take the opportunity to enhance my own! And seize the Commissioner's position!"

"Hannibal, I can hear you!" Magellan's forehead veins bulged as he glared at him.

This deputy director, who constantly talks about his ambitions, sometimes really gives him a headache.

"Ah! My ambition has been exposed!" Hannibal exclaimed in horror, covering his mouth tightly and staring wide-eyed.

"Alright, stop wasting time. I'll personally escort him to the sixth floor and open the elevator."

Magellan waved his hand impatiently, ignoring the buffalo deputy warden, and personally led the jailer beasts, escorting the golden lion, into the deepest part of the prison via a special giant elevator.

They first passed through the fourth level of the scorching hell, where Magellan's office was located and where prisoners were tortured; the scorching heat seemed to melt the soul.

Next is the fifth level, the extreme cold hell, which holds prisoners with bounties exceeding 100 million. It is the highest level of confinement among the regular floors, and the extreme cold is enough to freeze steel.