"He's serious."
"If it weren't for the strict order from Navy Headquarters not to release you two, there might be two more bodies here today."
"So, take a few breaths of fresh air. Time is really running out for you relics of the old times."
Shiryu's eyes swept over the hundreds of prisoners' bodies that were chopped to pieces.
Just now, he could feel it when Rosen passed by him.
If it weren't for Sengoku's strict prohibition—Douglas Bullet and Patrick Redfield must not be released without permission—this man would definitely have released the two most powerful monsters in Infinite Hell one by one.
Then, along with Aloof Red, the Demon's Heir, and hundreds of other prisoners, they would have been buried in the black sword wave woven by Senbonzakura Kageyoshi and Armament Haki.
This time, Shiryu did not clean up the mess for Rosen because all the prisoners who had just been released were dead.
There was no need to send them back to the cage.
All he had to do was turn around and leave, then notify other prison staff to sort out and seal the bodies of the prisoners, and then send them to exhibitions around the world to shock people—or to different research bases for human experiments.
In short, after today, Infinite Hell would be reduced to only two people, infinitely close to being completely cleared out.
This was still temporary.
As long as Navy Headquarters approved the release of Aloof Red and the Demon's Heir, Infinite Hell would be completely cleared out like never before.
Snap.
Until the sound of Shiryu's departing footsteps completely disappeared, there was still no sound coming from the depths of Infinite Hell.
Douglas Bullet.
And Patrick Redfield.
These two legends of the old times, who were also kings standing at the pinnacle of all prisoners in Infinite Hell, were still immersed in the shock brought by Senbonzakura Kageyoshi, which had just been released by Rosen.
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Naval Headquarters.
In the Admiral's office, Sengoku and Kuzan fell silent at the same time after listening to Zephyr's story through the Den Den Mushi.
One against a hundred.
Not an ordinary pirate rabble.
But any one of them you picked out was a pirate with a bounty of over 100 million.
Killed without injury.
And he killed hundreds of people in an instant with a crushing attitude.
There were only a few in the entire Navy Headquarters who could possess such power.
Without exception, these people were men standing at the top of the million-strong navy.
For example, Kuzan.
For example, Sakazuki.
For example, Borsalino, who followed Rosen.
There was also Sengoku, who could transform into the form of a giant Buddha.
As for others—Garp and Zephyr in their prime—may not have been able to do it.
It was not a question of strength, but a question of ability type.
In the world of pirates, there was a concept of professions.
Regardless of whether it was the Logia type, Zoan type, or Paramecia type—as long as it was a top-level Devil Fruit—it basically had extremely powerful Area of effect capabilities.
Among the three types of Devil Fruits, the Logia's Area of effect damage and range were the most outstanding.
Garp and Zephyr were both masters of pure physical skills and Haki. Although they also mastered area attacks, they were both specialized in their own fields.
When it came to Area of effect damage and range, they were definitely not as good as Logia ability users such as Kuzan, Sakazuki, and Borsalino.
After all, Devil Fruits such as Magma, Ice, and Light were not only Logia-type, but also super-advanced Logia-type.
"Ah la la la, if I remember correctly, the Arms-Arms Fruit was just an ordinary Paramecia Devil Fruit before this."
"Forget about being the strongest Paramecia, it couldn't even be called a top Paramecia."
"But why do I feel like the Arms-Arms Fruit has been forcibly developed into a top-level Paramecia Devil Fruit in the hands of Brother Rosen?"
After a moment's silence, Kuzan spoke again, breaking the stillness in the Admiral's office.
"That's what's so scary about him."
"Looking at the Grand Line, those powerful people who are known to the world for their powerful fruit abilities—their strength is first based on the fact that the Devil Fruit they ate is itself a powerful Devil Fruit."
"Whitebeard, Golden Lion, Kaido, Big Mom, and me, etc.—without exception, all are like this."
Sengoku nodded slightly, agreeing with Kuzan's statement:
"But Rosen is different."
"His strength lies in his all-encompassing nature, and he is not affected by any external factors."
"Whether it's taijutsu, Haki, or fruit abilities—even if he's given an ordinary Paramecia—Rosen can still use his incredible understanding to develop the most powerful Paramecia power."
His voice revealed a hint of shock and admiration.
Even someone as powerful and arrogant as the Admiral had to admit Rosen's terror.
"Well then, Mr. Sengoku."
"What are you going to do?"
"Should we agree to Mr. Zephyr's request to release Patrick Redfield, or should we refuse him?"
Kuzan actually already had a vague answer in his heart.
When he learned from Zephyr through the Den Den Mushi about how Rosen wiped out all the hundred prisoners in Infinite Hell, he knew the answer.
"Zephyr."
"You and Rosen go back to headquarters first."
"As for releasing Patrick Redfield, I promise you."
As expected, Sengoku picked up the Den Den Mushi and said to Zephyr:
"However, you should be aware of the power of Aloof Red. Even the hundred prisoners killed by Rosen combined are far less powerful than him."
"If Redfield were to be released and a conflict were to break out in Infinite Hell, it would undoubtedly cause immense damage to the prison. Impel Down bears the heavy responsibility of imprisoning the world's evil, and we cannot afford to fail."
"So, you guys come back first. I will arrange a venue for Rosen to graduate from the Naval Academy."
After learning that Rosen had almost killed his way through Infinite Hell, Sengoku knew that Rosen at least had the strength of a candidate for admiral, or above.
As a result, Impel Down as a leveling place was now useless.
For Rosen, it no longer served the purpose of gaining experience.
In this case, it would be better to recall Rosen back to headquarters first.
It just so happened that Borsalino had been away for a while, so he was recalled as well.
After all, after staying in the environment of Impel Down for a long time, Sengoku was more or less worried that Rosen's character would be affected and become twisted—like Sakazuki—killing all pirates without mercy.
"Good!"
"I will return to headquarters with Rosen and Borsalino."
Zephyr also knew that the matter was of great importance. Sengoku was not trying to shirk responsibility, but releasing Redfield really required some advance preparation.
Nothing else to say—the first prerequisite was a venue that could accommodate Rosen and Aloof Red to fight.
"You two also heard the conversation between this old man and Sengoku."
"Any other questions?"
After Zephyr hung up the phone, he looked at Rosen.
He was mainly asking about this student.
As for Borsalino—the former trump card was useless now. But now that he had trained Rosen, the new trump card, to become even more powerful than the original trump card, naturally he wouldn't care about the feelings of Borsalino, an outdated big shot.
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