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[Impel Down, Level Six: Eternal Hell]

Ian strolled through the cacophony of Eternal Hell as if taking a leisurely walk in a garden. Offers of bribes, promises of power, and even threats of death echoed around him, but he remained unfazed.

The already boisterous atmosphere of Eternal Hell intensified, then abruptly fell silent. A moment of chilling stillness hung in the air before it was shattered by a bloodcurdling scream.

"Hey! What happened over there?!" a prisoner shouted from a nearby cell.

"Hahaha! Just another dead man. What's the big deal? It's just a corpse!" Another prisoner, further away and oblivious to the true events, scoffed.

Those who hadn't witnessed the scene mocked and jeered. However, the prisoners in the cells surrounding Ian, including Shiryu of the Rain, were far from amused.

Ian had rejected Shiryu's offer and hadn't engaged him. While Shiryu was a bloodthirsty and violent individual, his targets were primarily other vicious pirates. 

Even though he was a master swordsman capable of holding his own against thousands, he wasn't worth the effort of even a 1% increase in Ian's fusion rate. Moreover, Shiryu's future allegiance to Blackbeard and his subsequent atrocities hadn't occurred yet.

Therefore, Ian wouldn't harm someone who, at this point in time, hadn't committed any significant injustices. After a dismissive comment, Ian had left Shiryu to stew in the darkness of his cell. His imprisonment was likely due to some interference from the World Government and the Five Elders.

Those who had witnessed Ian's power firsthand were now silent, their faces pale with terror. They had seen the shadows at his feet, the darkness that clung to him, extending and transforming into monstrous tendrils, impaling and consuming those who dared to challenge him.

"What just happened?! What did you do?! What was that thing?!"

"Shadows? Impossible! The Shadow-Shadow Fruit belongs to Gecko Moria!" The prisoners, including Shiryu, cried out in disbelief, their shock quickly turning to fear.

"Aaaah! Stay back! What is that thing?! Please, I won't say another word! Spare me!"

"Please, have mercy!" The prisoners' screams and pleas echoed through Eternal Hell, but the encroaching shadows showed no sign of stopping.

The inmates of Level Six were the most heinous criminals in the world, each responsible for the deaths of hundreds, if not thousands, of innocent lives. Ian felt no remorse as he unleashed his power upon them.

The screams abruptly ceased.

A wave of crimson blood, like a tidal wave, washed across the floor. With a deafening crack, a dozen seastone-reinforced steel cages crumbled into dust, along with the dozens of prisoners trapped within.

They had been impaled and torn apart by the shadowy tendrils, their bodies reduced to mangled pieces of flesh and bone. A radius of several meters was cleared, and the prisoners in the surrounding cells finally understood what had transpired. The sight of the carnage filled them with terror.

Even pirates with bounties exceeding hundreds of millions gasped in horror. They were hardened criminals, accustomed to violence and bloodshed, but they had never witnessed such a brutal and merciless display of power. Only when faced with their own mortality did they truly understand the meaning of fear.

"What the hell is going on?!"

"He's just slaughtering everyone! Where's Magellan?! Where are the guards?! Someone get this monster out of here!"

"I don't want to escape anymore! Just stay away from me! I don't want to die!"

The prisoners who had been clamoring for freedom moments before were now begging for the return of Magellan and the guards, praying for their salvation from this terrifying force. 

They longed for the familiar torment of Impel Down, anything but the chilling uncertainty of their current predicament.

Who could guarantee that the terrifying black shadows wouldn't descend upon them next?

"Aaaah!" A prisoner screamed in terror. Magellan and the guards might torture them, but this man was killing them.

"Shut up, you idiot! If you attract his attention, we're all dead!" His cellmates roared, silencing him.

"I… I know who he is!" The prisoner shrieked, his voice trembling with fear. "He… He…"

His recent imprisonment indicated his awareness of current events. "He's the one who captured Doflamingo and Shiki! And he killed Crocodile! He Also fought Mihawk to a draw!"

The cries of the recently imprisoned pirates, those with bounties exceeding 100 million, echoed through Eternal Hell, informing the other prisoners of Ian's identity and his terrifying deeds. 

The prisoners of Level Six erupted in a cacophony of shock and disbelief. Isolated from the outside world, they relied on new arrivals for information about current events.

The legend of Ian, the rising star of the Marines, had reached even the depths of Impel Down. The tales of his exploits were both impressive and unsettling. 

Coupled with the horrific scene they had just witnessed, the prisoners who had previously dismissed him as a rookie now trembled in fear.

In the eyes of these hardened criminals, Ian was the embodiment of terror, a true Devil from the depths of hell.

After the initial shock had subsided, Ian surveyed the scene, his expression unreadable, a mask of indifference concealing his true thoughts.

"Trash is still trash…" Eternal Hell, while the most secure level, was also the most populated, divided into several tiers. The first tier held ordinary prisoners, those with bounties exceeding 100 million, their strength comparable to Supernova rookies like Luffy.

The second tier housed prisoners whose power rivaled that of Yonko commanders, such as Vasco Shot, Avalo Pizarro, Catarina Devon, and Sanjuan Wolf, all future members of the Blackbeard Pirates. The third tier held legendary figures.

Figures like Redfield, Douglas Bullet, whose power and infamy were legendary.

Eliminating the first tier and the prisoners who had descended from the upper levels had only increased his fusion rate by 1%, bringing him to 62%.

Undeterred, he continued his advance. The number of cells decreased as he ascended the levels of the prison, like a pyramid, its apex occupied by a single individual, a ruler of the world.

If Levels Three, Four, and Five were the domains of Crocodile, Akainu, and Aokiji, then Level Six, shrouded in darkness, was the domain of Blackbeard and Gecko Moria, their powers over darkness and shadows reigning supreme.

While the number of prisoners on this level was substantial, it was still less than the combined population of the upper levels. At the very depths of Eternal Hell, there were only five occupied cells.

The first cell was enormous, housing a colossal figure, as large as an island, dwarfing even giants.

The second cell held an elderly man with long white hair and beard, his demeanor proud and aloof.

The third cell contained a tall, muscular man with long golden hair, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. The fourth cell was unique, constructed entirely of ice, its occupant encased within, frozen in a state of suspended animation. Their identities were unmistakable.

"Interesting… So it's these four…"

Ian's demonic green eyes narrowed, a flicker of recognition in their depths. He had deduced their identities.

They were Sanjuan Wolf, the Colossal Battleship; Redfield, the Lone Red; Douglas Bullet, the Devil Heir; and Byrnndi World, the World Destroyer.

Four legendary pirates, the most dangerous criminals imprisoned in Impel Down.

However, Sanjuan Wolf's presence in the deepest level surprised him.

He hadn't expected to find him here, among the likes of Redfield and Bullet. Perhaps Impel Down had its own criteria for classifying prisoners. But regardless of Sanjuan Wolf's strength, it made no difference to Ian.

All four of these legendary pirates would fall before him.

The leaders of the second-tier prisoners, Catarina Devon, Avalo Pizarro, and Vasco Shot, had been freed by the prisoners who had descended from Level Five and were now approaching Ian, accompanied by Doflamingo, whose cell they had also opened.

Doflamingo, the former Warlord of the Sea, strode confidently at the front of the group, his demeanor conceited and condescending. 

After all, he was a former government-sanctioned pirate, tasked with maintaining balance in the world. Devon, Pizarro, and Shot were merely infamous pirates, their power and influence paling in comparison.

They couldn't control the legendary pirates, who were far too powerful and independent. However, they needed allies, and the second-tier prisoners, while weaker, were still valuable assets.

"Ahahaha! Black-Winged Devil! I'm back! And this time, you'll pay for what you did to me! And those Five Elders!"

"I'll expose all their dirty secrets! Those bastards!"

"Prepare for chaos!"

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