"That Daemon Saint is… interesting."
Outside the gates of Impel Down's sixth floor, Akainu suddenly spoke, as if muttering to himself.
"Eh?" Stussy blinked, caught off guard for a moment.
Then, as if remembering something, her face flushed slightly. She nodded, "Indeed… He's completely different from the usual Celestial Dragons."
"This is what I imagined a true Celestial Dragon should be like—powerful, noble, ruthless… merciless!"
Shiryu stared at the sealed gate with fiery eyes, as if he could see the blood-soaked spectacle Daemon was painting behind it.
If the might of Chaos Dragon Leviathan made him feel fear…
Then what Daemon was doing now made him feel pure admiration.
That unrestrained slaughter, the sheer dominance—this was exactly the kind of existence he yearned to serve. The kind he'd be willing to give his life for.
"Truly…"
Akainu nodded slowly. A faint smile crept onto his stern face. But maybe because he hadn't smiled in so long, it looked awkward—almost unsettling.
In his mind, Daemon Saint despised pirates.
He didn't seem to reject his own creed of absolute justice, and had even expressed optimism toward him several times along the way.
Has my time finally come?
For years, he'd been shunned by the upper echelons of the Navy for being too cruel—too absolute in his justice, even sacrificing civilians and subordinates alike.
But now, for the first time… Akainu felt understood.
'Tch… these two guys and their creepy smiles… gross.'
Unable to stand the twisted grins on Akainu and Shiryu's faces, Stussy quietly took a few steps back, distancing herself from the pair.
As expected, a handsome man like Daemon Saint is far more likable!
Huh?
Suddenly startled, Stussy muttered, "Wait… isn't Pirate King Roger also imprisoned on the sixth floor? Why didn't I see him?"
"He's further inside," Magellan replied instinctively.
Then his expression froze.
Cold sweat trickled down his forehead.
Pirate King…!
The very man the World Government planned to publicly execute—before the eyes of the entire world.
That Celestial Dragon… he wouldn't… No, I have to stop him!
ZMMM—
Just as Magellan moved to intervene, a sharp blade pressed coldly against his neck.
Famous Sword: Murasama.
"Shiryu of the Rain!" Magellan gritted his teeth, staring at his newly promoted deputy. "Do you even realize what you're doing?"
"Of course I do."
Taking a long drag from his cigar, Shiryu exhaled with a twisted grin.
"Don't move, Magellan. From this moment forward… I pledge my allegiance to Daemon Saint!"
Sixth Floor – Impel Down
Thanks to the seastone restraints and Magellan's venom, even the mighty prisoners here were utterly powerless.
Daemon needed only a single swing of his blade—one after another—to snuff out the lives of these notorious monsters who once roamed the seas.
—He slaughtered a 200-million bounty Superhuman 'Bomber Man', and earned the Noble Phantasm: Explosion, which could turn other Noble Phantasms into volatile bombs.
—He killed a bloodthirsty swordsman who had once destroyed a kingdom, gaining the Blood Drinking Sword, a weapon that grew stronger with every life it claimed.
—He eliminated a 150-million bounty user of the Steel-Cutting Fruit, and obtained a treasure blade capable of slicing through even high-grade weapons: Steel-Cutting Knife.
But unfortunately… none of the infamous Blackbeard Pirates appeared to be imprisoned here.
Daemon's luck wasn't great.
After dozens of kills, with bounties ranging from 70 million to hundreds of millions, all he got were weapon-type treasures.
Unlike the flashy Noble Phantasms from the Fate world, these had no dramatic effects.
The only slightly useful prize was from an Enhancement Fruit user—
A Strength-Amplifying Necklace that doubled the wearer's physical stats.
"What kind of garbage luck is this!? What am I, the Hero King of the One Piece world now, hoarding hundreds of useless weapons!?"
His face dark, Daemon posted all the recently acquired Noble Phantasms in the group chat.
His frustration was palpable.
Uchiha Miyuki: "Ah… yeah, seems like the final quality of a Noble Phantasm really does depend on luck."
Yamamoto Mei: "Indeed. These pirates you killed were no weaker than Lieutenant General Bone Dragon… but the rewards are far from comparable."
Tohsaka Sakura: "Don't be too upset, Brother Daemon. That Chaos Dragon Leviathan you got before is already insanely powerful!"
Esdeath: "True, but… there are still a few left alive on this floor, aren't there? Why not keep going, Daemon?"
Uchiha Miyuki: "I count three left. And they're big names."
Yamamoto Mei: "Right. The frozen World Destroyer Byrnndi World, the 'Aloof Red' Redfield who once bested Fleet Admiral Sora… and of course—**
Gol D. Roger, the Pirate King.
Yamamoto Mei: "If there's any hope of scoring a legendary Noble Phantasm in Impel Down, it's from one of these three!"
Daemon: "Agreed."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Wait… what about the Golden Lion? Isn't he supposed to be here?"
Daemon: "Not yet. Roger's execution hasn't been announced. The Golden Lion hasn't attacked Marineford yet."
Uchiha Miyuki: "Ah, makes sense."
Uchiha Miyuki: "@Daemon, don't forget to livestream the next fight! No way you're letting the Golden Lion go, right?"
Daemon: "Don't worry. I won't."
Esdeath: "Another legend… the Golden Lion. I can't wait to see what kind of treasure he drops."
Esdeath: "But what I'm really looking forward to is whether Daemon can keep fighting. I noticed… after releasing the Chaos Dragon Leviathan, you looked a bit worn out."
Daemon: "Ah… this..."
For the first time, Daemon's face flushed.
A man's pride took a critical hit—being told by a woman that he was exhausted… was the ultimate humiliation!
The other women didn't seem to mind, though.
In their eyes, his stamina was already far beyond what was considered human in the One Piece world.
In the dim corridor of Impel Down's lowest floor, Daemon locked eyes on his final three targets.
Byrnndi World, user of the Moa Moa no Mi—
Able to multiply mass, power, speed, and size a hundredfold.
On paper, a god-tier fruit.
But the man himself was garbage. Frozen solid. No will to resist.
He'd be the easiest to kill.
Second… Redfield, the Aloof Red.
Once seen as a rival to Roger and Whitebeard, even if he himself admitted being a step behind.
Despite his age and condition, Redfield's strength was likely Admiral-level.
He had no Devil Fruit ability—making him even harder to kill.
Unless Daemon wanted to release Leviathan again and wipe out Impel Down entirely… this wouldn't be easy.
Right now, Redfield lay in his cell, eyes closed.
Completely unmoved by the massacre outside.
And then… there was Gol D. Roger.
The Pirate King.
A living legend, with unmatched strength and reputation.
Daemon didn't approach Roger just yet.
He had to kill the easiest prey first.
Whoosh—!
A golden flash burst from behind Daemon.
The Blood Drinking Sword, newly acquired, tore through the air—
—piercing Byrnndi World's heart while he remained frozen in ice.
World Destroyer, Byrnndi World—Killed.