He's in One Piece, but he's also part of the Phantom Troupe.

Chapter 175 Infinite Hell

Area 20, the center of the lava inferno.

The smoke and lava from the explosion slowly settled and cooled, forming a huge, dark red crater-like pit.

At the bottom of the pit, Akainu knelt on one knee, his admiral's coat badly torn, his body bearing numerous burns and electric shock marks from the blast of his own raging lava and Chrollo's final counterattack. He was breathing heavily. But his eyes, like those of a victorious eagle, were fixed on the figure he had pinned beneath him, almost embedded in the scorching ground.

Kuroro Lucilfer.

His appearance at this moment was truly pitiful. His black overcoat had long since turned into charred strips of cloth, his body was covered with severe burns and lacerations, many bones were obviously broken, his left arm was unnaturally bent, and his face was covered with blood and scorch marks.

His breathing was weak, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have completely lost consciousness or was on the verge of death.

Akainu was not careless at all.

He extended his fingers, covered in Armament Haki, and precisely gripped Kuroro's neck, while his other hand took out the high-purity seastone handcuffs he had prepared beforehand from his waist.

"Click!"

With a soft click, the cool sea stone handcuffs firmly locked Kuroro's wrists.

The moment the Seastone made contact, Kuroro's already weak aura seemed to weaken even further, and his body twitched almost imperceptibly—a natural reaction of a Devil Fruit user being suppressed by the Seastone.

Only now did Akainu's taut nerves relax slightly.

Clad in seastone and critically injured, the arrogant pirate who had caused him immense trouble and nearly caused his downfall was finally captured.

Akainu relaxed slightly, preparing to get up and call his subordinates to arrest this serious criminal.

However, what he didn't see was...

Kuroro, who was pinned down and seemed to have completely lost consciousness, had his tightly pursed lips, stained with blood and dust, twitch upwards in an extremely subtle way, almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

It was a fleeting, calm, even slightly wistful feeling—of satisfaction.

A profound smile.

Mary Geoise, between powers.

Marcus Massan tapped his knuckles on the smooth ground, producing a cold sound:

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"Outrageous—utterly lawless!"

"In eight hundred years, there has never been such a heinous and blatant act of defiance against the authority of the world government and the Creator!"

The blood of Saint Roswald—must be repaid in the most brutal way!

"Public execution was inevitable," said Saint Topman Vocuri in a deep voice. "His actions were not merely murder. They were a fire, an evil fire attempting to burn down the banner of 'the inviolability of divine authority'!"

In front of the entire world, he dragged the Celestial Dragons down from their pedestals, put them on a public trial, and then executed them.

This is no longer a simple act of pirate violence; it is a rebellion on an ideological level! It is a poisonous seed that is shaking the very foundations of the world!

"This poison must be eradicated at its root, and this evil flame must be extinguished completely!"

Shepard Peter Saint stroked his beard slowly, a cold glint of a politician in his eyes: "Two months from now, Marineford. The execution of 'Fire Fist' Portgas D. Ace was originally intended to demonstrate power and intimidate the sea."

Sending Chrollo Lucilfer to the execution ground along with that evil bloodline—the meaning would be entirely different.

"You mean—" Jaygricia Satan said thoughtfully.

"Exactly." Izanbaron V. Nassjuro's voice was high-pitched but resolute. "Ace's death marks the end of the remnants of the old era."

The death of Chrollo Lucilfer must mark the end of all unrealistic ambitions in the new era.

The "god-killers" should be placed on the same level as the "enemies of God," and they should be crushed together in the grandest ceremony.

This is not merely the execution of two people; it is the ultimate verdict on two sins—the original sin of bloodline and the sin of rebellion of thought!

Marcus Massan nodded and took over the conversation, his voice like the scraping of cold iron: "Therefore, we cannot let him die easily."

Under my command, imprison Kuroro Lucilfer in Impelton Prison, the Infinite Hell.

Let the despair of Impel Down extinguish any remaining arrogance he might have.

"Then," Topman Vochuli clenched his fist, "in Marineford, take Chrollo Lucilfer to the execution platform as well!"

He announced his crimes to the world—not only murdering the world's nobles, but also intending to spread rebellious ideas and shake the foundations of the world!

Multiple crimes combined, execution by the death penalty!

"Let his cries of agony travel to every corner of the world through a video Den Den Mushi!"

Shepard X. Peter Saint spoke in a chilling tone, and Jaigricia Satan Saint concluded with absolute coldness: "It's decided. Inform Sengoku and Magellan."

Chrollo Lucilfer, an SSS-class criminal, was secretly transported to Impel Down Level 6.

Two months later, Marineford, together with Ace, was publicly tried and executed.

This is the will of the world government.

"We will use these two heavyweight heads to re-establish the Celestial Dragons' absolute and inviolable authority!"

The rift of "resistance" and "ideological liberation" that Kuroro's insane actions had torn open in the hearts of the world was stitched up and welded shut in the bloodiest and most terrifying way!

"We must bring the world back to a state of absolute fear and obedience towards the Celestial Dragons, the World Government, and divine authority!"

The Grand Line, the edge of the Doldrums, the deep sea.

Even sunlight cannot penetrate this extremely deep seawater; there is only endless darkness and high pressure.

However, in this absolute darkness stands an enormous black tower, Impel Down, which seems to have grown directly from hell.

At this moment, a naval warship is entering a slowly opening gate on the outer wall of Impel Down, resembling the gaping maw of a monster, along a secret passage marked by giant sea king skeletons and special corals.

The atmosphere on the deck of the warship was so heavy it was almost frozen.

Chrollo Lucilfer stood in the center of the deck, his hands firmly locked in front of him by handcuffs made of the purest seastone, and his feet were also shackled with heavy seastone leg irons connected to thick chains. The other end of the chains was held in the hand of a fierce-looking officer wearing a lieutenant general's coat—it was none other than Lieutenant General Doberman, who had fought fiercely in Sabaody earlier.

Beside Kuroro, another lieutenant general in charge of escorting him was Momonga. He had a stern expression and his hand was always on the hilt of his sword.

Standing directly in front of Kuroro, with two new cigars dangling from his mouth and white smoke swirling around him, was Colonel Smoker.

His expression was complex as he looked at the man before him, who was weak and covered in wounds yet still stood ramrod straight. His feelings were indescribable.

This is the man who committed such a shocking act in Chambord, and now he is a prisoner, to be escorted into this place of no return.

The warship came to a stop, and the heavy metal door inside the isolation compartment slowly rose with a dull thud.

A wave of cold air, a mixture of musty, bloody, and disinfectant smells, along with a deeper sense of despair, swept over us.

Under heavy escort, Kuroro stepped into the passage of Impel Down.

Without stopping, they passed directly through Level 1, the Crimson Hell, boarded the massive vertical elevator, and swept past Level 2.

Beast Hell, Level 3 Hunger Hell, Level 4 Scorching Hell, Level 5 Extreme Cold Hell—

Ultimately... LEVEL 6, the Infinite Hell.

Those imprisoned here are legendary prisoners whose names have been erased from history by the World Government, who committed crimes that shook the world, or whose power was so terrifying that they were replaced by "secret executions".

Lieutenant General Doberman handed the chains to a warden standing nearby, and then, together with Momonga, personally led Chrollo to the open dark gate, one on each side.

"Close the door!" Doberman shouted.

The last ray of light disappeared through the crack in the door, and Chrollo Lucifer's figure vanished completely into the darkness that symbolized absolute confinement and despair.