445: C445 No Record of a Prisoner

C445 No Record of a Prisoner

Tick tock, tick tock!

In the dark prison, an inexplicable bone-piercing cold wind blew.

Even the iron pillars on the outer perimeter were hung upside down by the icicles in the extreme cold.

A figure curled up in a corner, wearing a black and white striped prisoner suit, twitched slightly.

"Hey, hey, where is this little ghost head from? To be able to be imprisoned in the fifth level of the Extreme Cold Hell, could it be that the navy is incompetent and there are over a hundred million bounty hunters outside?"

"Haha, I see. This little body, let alone fighting, he can't even contribute a little bit to the Empress Court Flower. Even if he were to come and torture us, he wouldn't be able to do it."

"A criminal with a special hobby, I'm afraid he's blessed!"

The unbearable discussion caused the two sides of the corridor to boil.

Suddenly, two scarlet lights lit up in the darkness. They were like lamps in the darkness, instantly attracting the attention of many people.

It caused the large corridor to fall into a dead silence.

However, before they could react, the the Ninth Level Rinnegan suddenly began to rotate. Black flames surged from the rude prisoner's body like a raging tide.

"Rise, I'm on fire. My body is on fire." A Fish-Man was the first to cry out in alarm.

However, facing this scene, many prisoners did not take it to heart at all. They casually rolled their eyes and said with disdain, "Fire? Could it be that your fire has soared recently and your back court is on fire? There are so many ice and snow here. You can extinguish them as you wish. What's there to be surprised about?"

However, as soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding miserable cries sounded out one after another.

"No, what kind of fire is this? Why can't it be extinguished!"

"Don't come over, don't touch our bodies with the fire!"

"Men, come quickly! Help! Hurry up and open the gate to save us!"

Shrill screams echoed in the huge corridor.

The prisoner, who hadn't paid any attention to the Black Flame, was instantly thrown into chaos.

At the same time, in the monitoring room of the Impel Down.

Countless monitoring bugs and projected screens instantly jumped to the fifth floor, inside the Extreme Cold Hell.

The scene of endless Black Flames flying around and the prisoners crying for help alarmed the entire monitoring room.

"Quickly inform Warden Magellan that those with the ability to bear fruits will escape from the fifth level, Extreme Cold Hell. Please go and provide support as soon as possible." One of the prison guards was the first to be unable to restrain himself.

The underground prison of the Impel Down was divided into six levels.

To be able to be imprisoned in the fifth level of the Extreme Cold Hell, the reward was at least a hundred million, and some of them had the ability to bear fruits.

The Black Flames that covered the entire surveillance range clearly made the jailors the first.

In the face of this scene, Hannibal, who was hiding behind the door, could not help but laugh mockingly. "It's really rare to see such a lively scene. As long as Magellan is slightly negligent, the position of prison warden belongs to me."

As soon as these words came out, it immediately made the prison guards look embarrassed. They could not help but say, "Warden, you spoke of your ambitions again!"

With that, an emergency notice was sent.

The door of the fifth floor was kicked open. The gloomy Magellan was pulling his pants and dragging a roll of tissue as he slowly walked over.

The green liquid that dripped from his crotch directly corroded a large hole in the floor.

Some of the prisoners who were not affected by the Black Flame saw this scene and immediately covered their mouths.

They had already guessed that Magellan was probably having a stomach ache again.

And at the crucial moment, it was clearly disrupted.

It was hard to say, but he was still pulling his pants!

"Warden Magellan, save him!" A prisoner who was stained with Black Flames grabbed the iron guardrail and hurriedly asked for help.

However, before he could finish his sentence, Magellan's face revealed a hint of anger. He stretched his hand and grabbed his cheek. Endless amounts of venom rushed out of his body like a raging tide.

"Shut up!"

A simple roar sounded out, and his words clearly carried the rage of being disturbed.

However, in the next moment, Magellan's expression froze, and he quickly saw the poison that had gushed out like a mad torrent evaporate like water, and it transformed into steam that rose into the sky.

The Black Flame, which was originally covered by the venom, instantly sprang up and quickly spread to his body.

The scene of the explosion caused Magellan's expression to change slightly. The venom on his body flew and once again covered it.

After three or four attempts, the Black Flame was finally destroyed.

As for the criminal who was covered by the poison, he had long been corroded by the poison until not even his bones were left.

Seeing this scene, Magellan's expression was extremely gloomy. He turned around and looked at the surrounding prisons.

With this delay, the prisoners covered in Black Flames had long been reduced to ashes.

The remaining Black Flames also vanished like ghosts.

The strange scene made Magellan's expression turn even gloomier.

As the warden of this prison, he clearly remembered how many prisoners there were on each level and what level of strength they possessed.

What kind of means did they have to fight?

However, facing this sudden Black Flame, there was clearly no one in the fifth level who possessed it.

Could it be that someone was hiding something?

However, this was not logical!

They were going to be thrown into the Impel Down. Who would be stupid enough to not risk their lives and hide their skills?

Thinking of this, Magellan frowned even more. He strode towards the end of the corridor on the fifth floor.

He would take a look at all the prisoners along the way. He would recall his name, his ability, and his crimes at the same time.

"Prison Number 530, prisoner?"

Magellan suddenly stopped and looked at the thin body in the prison. He could not help but be stunned on the spot.

In his memory, he could not find any information that matched the prisoner in front of him.

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was only one name that vaguely appeared in his mind.

"Uchiha Qinyu!"1

Magellan suddenly opened his mouth.

His eyes were like torches, locking onto the young man in front of him.

His strength was unknown, his ability was unknown, his reward was unknown, and his crimes were unknown.

All of this gave Magellan the feeling that he was like a criminal who had erased all traces of existence and only left his name. It was hard to figure it out.

However, in the face of this call, the thin figure curled up in the corner of the wall did not move at all like a dead person.

If not for the fact that he could clearly sense the young man in front of him was still breathing under the domineering gaze of the eyes and the eyes, he would have been able to clearly sense that the young man in front of him was still breathing.

Magellan was afraid that Magellan would suspect that this was a corpse.

"Gululu, I am Hannibal, the great warden. Magellan, please reply when you hear me!" The voice of the phone bug suddenly rang.

Facing Hannibal's unconcealed ambition, Magellan obviously did not take it to heart. He picked up the phone and said, "The Black Flame has disappeared. The number of prisoners who died is unknown. Ask someone to calculate. I am going to find someone to see if I can find out anything and disappear."

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