In Pirate: Beginning, You Play As Gilgamesh!

"Warden! There is no need to mobilize all the jailers..." He was interrupted by Magellan just halfway through his words. "No need. You can't participate in the next battle. Even if you go, you will only lose your life in vain." "Don't worry! I will protect the honor of Impel down!" "I, the warden..." "Magellan..." "To protect the honor of this impregnable prison!" Magellan's voice rang out loudly, and in the eyes of the jailer, his beloved back was like a mountain. But I don't know why. Magellan, who is invincible and can deal with any criminal perfectly, actually gave the jailer a feeling of uneasiness this time. Magellan's back was getting farther and farther away, and a bit of desolation rose for no reason. The jailer clenched his fists tightly and buried the uneasiness in his heart. "Warden! Come on!!"

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Impel down's so-called indestructible prison is made of the world's strongest obsidian mixed with seastone.

Someone once tested Impel down's prison.

Whether it was the swordsman's slash or the corrosion of the ability user, they could not damage the prison at all.

Even the giants, who are known as the most powerful race in the world.

They tried their best but could not bend the seemingly fragile fence of the cage even a little.

So the World Government once asserted that no one in the world could destroy Impel down's prison.

But at this moment.

The so-called indestructible prison.

It was completely smashed to pieces by the terrifying force, and the fence that even the mobile giants could not shake.

It fell to the ground in pieces, and countless terrifying marks appeared on the fence.

Suddenly a breeze blew.

The fence that had been destroyed beyond recognition, under a breeze, was like gravel on the beach.

It kept collapsing.

In the end, there was no trace left in the endless darkness.

As if it had never appeared before.

All the criminals who watched this scene showed fear in their eyes.

Even if they were as powerful as they were facing such a force.

They were just slightly larger ants.

"Too scary! This is the real monster." A tall man with a red face sat on the ground in fear.

His whole body was full of alcohol, as if he was soaked in a wine barrel day and night.

Bucks Jot, the Great Wine, one of the strongest in the old times, fell to the ground at this moment, facing Mo Yi with a dull face.

He kept muttering to himself.

Caterina Tippen, the most vicious female criminal in history, was still an unknown person even when Sherlock Linlin, one of the Four Emperors, was still galloping on the sea.

She held the door of the prison with an obsessed expression, staring at Mo Yi's back.

"This is a real man!! This is the powerful man I've been looking for and can match me!!" Caterina Tipon had a crazy face on her face.

It was like a fangirl seeing her idol, her face flushed.

"Hehe~ Caterina Tipon, don't think about it, he doesn't like you like this! Who is such a terrifying monster! Has such a powerful guy been born in the new era?"

In the prison next to him, a strange man with horns on his head and a blue beard sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at Mo Yi's direction like thunder.

He cast countless shadows, but when he saw everything in front of him clearly, he showed deep fear on his face.

The king of evil politics, Bartolomeo Pizarro, clenched his teeth tightly. As a former royal family, the ancient family he came from recorded ancient books that ordinary people could not believe.

He looked at Mo Yi's back and the terrifying pressure like the supreme emperor.

An incredible legend sounded in his mind, and the advice of his elders that he had long forgotten was also recalled out of thin air.

"Impossible~ How could it be~ How could the legend be true! It must be a coincidence! Coincidence!!!"

Bartlo Pizarro thought in his heart, but the fist that kept exerting force in his hand showed how uneasy he was at the moment.

"Bastard, not bad."

Mo Yi gently twisted his wrist, like a noble emperor, with supreme majesty in every move.

Although his voice was cold, every word was accompanied by a wonderful sense of rhythm.

It was very beautiful to hear it in people's ears.

This was a special speaking skill that only nobles could master.

But even the most noble family could not learn the charm of Mo Yi, and it was even difficult to learn one ten-thousandth of it.

Swoosh! ! ! !

A sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a huge shadow suddenly appeared behind Mo Yi.

The huge iron fist, with a terrifying force that made people's heart palpitate, hit Mo Yi's body fiercely.

Sky~long~