I guarded Impel Down for a hundred years in the pirate world.

They started spraying water to clean the cells again.

This is a very ordinary part of the assembly line of torture in Tianlong Star Demon Prison, and it is part of the daily life of the demons imprisoned here.

Celestial Dragon scientists have long discovered that Devil Fruits truly contain souls, or rather, a residual will of the Devil race.

Leaving aside the domesticated demon race.

If the captured demon warriors can have their minds worn down before being turned into Devil Fruits, it will be especially beneficial for digestion.

This is especially true for the stronger the demon warrior.

If done correctly, one could even turn a demon who lit the lamp into a fruit and inherit a certain amount of the other's power through vein tracing!

The Demon Suppression Prison was created in response to this need.

The Celestial Dragons used the cruelest punishments to break down the will of the demon race in order to reap the rewards.

The tortures of sawing flesh, skinning, lava, and bone-crushing have made life worse than death for the demons imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison for hundreds of years, with many succumbing and becoming Devil Fruits.

Even the strongest will cannot withstand years of relentless torture. After fourteen years, Yagu was on the verge of a mental breakdown. If he hadn't been redeemed, he would probably have turned into a fruit soon.

Since Odak created the Machine Race, the Celestial Dragons have been freed from the daily 'dirty work', and most of the guards in the Demon Suppression Prison have now been replaced by Machine Race members.

Of course, there were plenty of living people. The highest-ranking among them was Halesten, the garrison commander of the Demon Suppression Prison.

Halsten hasn't been in a good mood lately.

It was still good a little over a month ago, because the Celestial Dragons' fifth god general, Heram, was killed.

As the garrison commander who has guarded the Demon Prison for thirty years, his merits and strength are enough to compete with a group of silver-ranked candidate generals for the position of general, and he feels that his chances of success are very high.

However, things went wrong in the last few days. The Second God reminded him that a demon progenitor named Yifu might have infiltrated the Demon Suppression Prison.

Is this a joke?

In its hundreds of years of history, the Demon Suppression Prison had never had any problems, but when it was his turn to guard it, an accident occurred, and even if it was suspected, he was blamed.

He suspected that the Second God was targeting him.

Among the demon race, only the sealing power of the demon progenitor cannot be made into a Devil Fruit, or rather, it cannot be eaten once made.

That power is very peculiar; it can assimilate bloodlines. Humans who eat the Progenitor Fruit will gradually become the progenitors of the demon race, without exception.

But the objects are different.

Swords and other weapons will be fine after eating the Progenitor Fruit, and neither will the machine race.

Therefore, there are many mechanical races on Tianlong Star who have eaten the Progenitor Fruit, and most of them are arranged in the nine-layer star ring. Their abilities can suppress or see through all transformation abilities. So, how can the demon race infiltrate?

Moreover, the other garrison forces are not weak either. Even when the war breaks out, three candidate generals are stationed in the nine-layered star ring to guard the home. Who could sneak into Tianlong Star without the knowledge of the three generals?

Even if they were to infiltrate, there's no reason for them to get into the Demon Suppression Prison. For most Celestial Dragons, the location of the Demon Suppression Prison is top secret, and there's no entrance or exit here at all!

The true location of the Demon Suppression Prison is inside the first ring of Tianlong Star, or rather, the Demon Suppression Prison is the zeroth ring of Tianlong Star.

Entering and exiting both require precise teleportation by spatial ability users; even a slight deviation is unacceptable. If outsiders want to get in, do they have to break through the star ring?

As for infiltrating the group of 99 demons who were sent out and then brought back, that's even more ridiculous. The numbers were all counted and they were all restrained. Why would someone infiltrate to be tortured?

What an undeserved disaster! If I ever get the chance to see that Yifu, hmph… Halstein picked up a silver needle, picked his teeth, pointed it at the demon opposite him, and said, “Are you Yifu?”

The demon opposite him was covered in blood, having just suffered the torture of being skinned alive. Upon hearing this, he gritted his teeth and spat a mouthful of blood at him.

Halsten deftly dodged, a smile playing on his slender face: "Oh? Still have strength? That's great. I love those with the best physique."

"Minmin - 100 times!"

His silver needle pointed.

The demon's pupils contracted instantly, and a look of fear and terror flashed deep in his eyes.

Hellsten is a Paramecia-type Devil Fruit user with the ability to amplify or reduce the sensitivity of others. As the guard of the Demon Suppression Prison, he naturally uses the ability to amplify the sensitivity of others more often.

If you magnify the sensation a hundredfold, even the slightest bump feels like being cut in half at the waist!

He gently twisted the silver needle, slowly pushing it into the demon's eyes, enjoying the increasingly terrified and desperate expression on the demon's face.

"Don't close your eyes..."

Boom! Suddenly, a deafening roar, as if the sky were collapsing, shattered the entire ground of the Demon Suppression Prison, causing it to tremble violently!

Halsten swayed, his expression suddenly changed, and when he looked up, he saw fine cracks rapidly spreading across the dome, with fragments of stone falling down one by one, and then... the whole thing shattered and crashed down!

"This is?!"

Has the demon race really invaded?!

My divine general position is mine!

Halsten clenched his fist in fury, and the mechanical beings activated their defensive stance the moment the dome fell. Laser bullets pulverized the bricks and stones, and alarms began to echo throughout the Demon Suppression Prison.

"Intruders! Intruders!"

"Intruder detected in area B6!"

A metallic sound echoed.

Halsten vanished in an instant.

Soon they arrived at area B6, where countless mechanical parts were scattered around. A burly demon man, over six meters tall, stood out conspicuously and looked at him as he arrived.

"You are Yi Fu?!"

The demon man didn't answer him. He flashed in front of him and his huge fist was about to crush his face. The wind from the fist rose up and before the fist even arrived, his expression began to distort.

What a great power!

But... my reaction speed is more than a hundred times faster than that of an ordinary person!

Halstein shifted his body to the side, and the fist grazed his cheek. The force of the blow pushed aside the reinforcements that were rushing to his side. He flicked his sleeve and five silver needles were pinched into his hand. They quickly became covered with a black luster and were enveloped in Armament Haki.

What an audacious bastard!

Try this!

'Minmin - 100 times!'

Ding--

The silver needle pierced the skin, producing a sharp whistling sound.

Then... it broke.

"Huh?!" Halstein exclaimed in surprise.

But the next moment, a large hand gripped the back of his head, and the terrifying grip instantly cracked his skull, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices, and slammed him to the ground, leaving only his limbs twitching in pain!

“What a unique ability.” Figo released his grip, straightened up, and scratched the spot where he had been pricked by the needle.

"Hiss~ The Itch-It Fruit?"

Chapter 256 Lack of Willpower

"Lord Hai, Lord Helsten has been..."

"How could this be?! In an instant..."

In the Demon Suppression Prison, several prison guards who had rushed to reinforce them stopped abruptly, staring at the 'raging demon race' in the distance, and dared not step forward.

"Mechanoid forces! Quick! Over here!"

The moment they uttered their shouts, they found themselves flying through the air. The next moment, they felt excruciating pain, screamed, and fainted.

Figo was like a bulldozer; anyone he caught sight of received a punch or a kick. His super-fast movement transformed into a whirlwind, and within a dozen seconds, no one standing in his sight remained.

With a wave of his hand, a loud explosion ripped through the air, shattering a camera-like machine fixed to the wall in the distance. Then, chains shot out from around Figo, binding the jailers.

"The crime rate is not low."

Especially that user of the Itch-Itch Fruit, whose crime index is a whopping 5250, ranking him among the top in everything Figo has ever seen.

After a two-second pause, he raised his hands, spread his fingers, and fired out a series of black gas bullets, killing half of the prison guards.

The war between the Celestial Dragons and the Demon race easily accumulates a crime index. In other words, in the chaotic starry sky, anyone with a little strength will inevitably accumulate a crime index, except for the White One.

In this situation, Figo became much more tolerant of varying crime rates. If he could still arrest anyone with a crime rate over 100, as he did in Qinghai, he would have cleared out most of the starry sky.

As for the current criteria for judgment?

Considering factors such as ability and position, someone whose crime index is significantly higher than their colleagues is likely not a good person.

His body crashed into the nearest cell, the demon man with a hook piercing his shoulder blade, his weak face flushed with unusual excitement.

"S-Sir..."

"You are the progenitor of the Yi Fu lineage?!"

In recent days, due to the search in the Demon Suppression Prison, the imprisoned demons have heard of Yi Fu's name to varying degrees.

But even they themselves dared not hope that they could really be saved, how could it actually be true?!

Figo violently tore off the chains binding the demon, then slowly pulled out the hook that pierced his shoulder blade. The excruciating pain caused the demon to kneel on the ground, his face pale, but he didn't utter a sound. He quickly struggled to his feet and stared at Figo with a fanatical gaze.

"What's your name?"

“Kassob, the seventeenth-generation hybrid descendant of the progenitor Heram!” the demon replied.

"How long have you been detained?"

One year and three months!

"Good, can you walk by yourself?"

"can!"

"Don't try to be a hero, just say so if you can't keep up."

Kasob gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Ibn, if I can't keep up, I will end my own life. Please don't save me. You must hurry. I'm sure all my compatriots imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison share this determination and will not be a burden to you!"

Figo wrapped a broken chain around his wrist, then wrapped it around Kasob's wrist again under his strange gaze, before pulling it back.

The crime index is over 1700, which is not low.

But Figo didn't touch him.

Aside from the criteria of strength and status, whether or not to kill someone is also determined by Figo's mood!

"Good determination, let's go."