The system's voice appeared in Creed's mind. Immediately after, the blurred virtual frame reassembled, becoming clear again. Creed looked toward Patrick Redfield. At this moment, his strength panel had been completely renewed, transformed into a new form.
[Name]: Patrick Redfield (Weakened and Aged)
[Attributes]: Strength: SS (SSS), Agility: SS (SSS), Defense: SS (SS+), Spirit: S+ (SS)
[Abilities] (Weakened and Aged): SS (SS+) Haoshoku Haki (Conqueror's Haki), SS+ (SSS) Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki), SS (SSS) Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), S (SSS) Kenjutsu (Swordsmanship)
[Devil Fruit]: None
[Overall Strength]: SSS (SSSS-)
SSSS? No, it was SSSS-. Another level of power had appeared?
This indicated that Patrick Redfield possessed "SSSS" level strength, but since being imprisoned for nearly twenty years, with his age and body declining, his current strength was only at "SSS."
Next, Creed looked at.
[Name]: Shiryu
[Attributes]: Strength: SS, Agility: SS-, Defense: SS-, Spirit: S
[Abilities]: SS+ Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), SSS- Kenjutsu (Swordsmanship), SSS- Rokushiki (Six Powers), SS Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki)
[Devil Fruit]: None
[Overall Strength]: SSS-
"Oi oi oi, such a young brat can call himself the Warden of Impel Down, the so-called 'Iron Fortress'? Hahahaha, has the Navy run out of people?"
A mocking laugh rang out. This came from another prisoner in a cell, his body bound with seastone chains. About the same age as Garp, he wore a bull-shaped helmet. When he spoke of the World Government and Navy, his eyes flashed with boundless hatred, his killing intent nearly tangible.
The World Destroyer—Byrnndi World.
Creed focused:
[Name]: Byrnndi World (Weakened State)
[Attributes]: Strength: SS- (SS+), Agility: SS- (SS+), Defense: SS- (SS+), Spirit: S- (S+)
[Abilities]: SS+ (SSS-) Busoshoku Haki (Armament Haki), SS+ (SSS-) Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki), SS+ (SSS-) Martial Arts, S (SS) Instant Burst
[Devil Fruit]: SSS- Paramecia – Modo Modo no Mi (Return-Return Fruit)
[Overall Strength]: SSS- (SSS)
Looking at the stats of these three men, Creed stroked his chin.
He had already figured out the changes from the system's combat update. A new rank had been added—SSSS. This tier was reserved for the topmost beings of the seas. Yonko, Garp, the Admirals at their peak—they should all fall within this level.
Not only that, each rank had been subdivided further. For example, within SSS there were now SSS-, SSS, and SSS+. The weakest being SSS-.
Hearing this classification, Creed nodded. Now everything was much clearer. Unlike before, when the combat system felt messy, making everyone he scanned seem like a top-level monster. With the update, the divisions finally made sense.
SSSS: the pinnacle of the seas.
SSS: High-level powerhouses.
SS: The backbone of the world.
S: Rear admirals and below, commanders under the Yonko.
Creed checked the other prisoners as well. All were SSS-level, but without doubt, the most dangerous was Patrick Redfield.
Without hesitation, Creed began extracting abilities from them. In particular, Patrick Redfield's "SSS+ Kenbunshoku Haki (Observation Haki)." His observation haki was terrifying, capable of reading others' hearts and perceiving malice.
This was his innate ability, the reason he sailed alone—he could sense the evil within everyone's heart, so he neither wanted nor trusted companions.
Extracting all these abilities would take 25 days. Just right—enough time. Otherwise, Creed would have to make up excuses to stay in Impel Down longer.
But there was more—Shiryu of the Rain had a golden chest above his head, while Patrick Redfield's was purple.
"Hey, brat, answer me!!"
Byrnndi World roared when he saw Creed ignore him, his eyes bloodshot. The seastone chains around him clattered as he struggled. These men, locked in this endless darkness for so long, had their minds twisted, tempers easily ignited.
"Shut up!" Creed snapped.
The man's fury burned hotter, veins bulging. "Brat, if I ever get out, I'll slaughter your whole family! I'll crush your body into powder, piece by piece!!"
Rumble!
Lightning crashed down, wrapping him in crackling blue arcs. He clenched his teeth, eyes blood-red as he withstood it. "You'd better pray I never get free! If I ever do, I'll repay this pain a hundredfold! Everyone tied to you will be crushed!!"
He looked like a raging bull, panting heavily.
"If you've got guts, then kill me!!"
His body trembled violently, as though ready to shatter his chains and rip Creed apart. The so-called World Destroyer, mocked by a child.
"Oh? Kill you? Sure!"
A blue dome of energy appeared. The prisoners' eyes widened.
In Byrnndi World's cell, Shiryu's pupils shrank. As the former chief jailer, he knew well what it meant to kill a Level 6 prisoner. And this brat dared?
"You brat!!"
But then—they saw something impossible. Byrnndi World's mouth still moved, shouting, even as his head floated in the air, severed from his body.
Staring at his decapitated form, his eyes showed shock and confusion. His head was clearly cut off, yet he felt no pain. "Brat, what did you do?!" he roared.
In an instant, his head swapped with a stone on the ground.
Holding the severed head, Creed smiled toward the other prisoners. "You've been stuck here for so long, without amusement. Why not watch a little show?"
He then carried Byrnndi World's head out of Level 6.
Inside the cells, the prisoners muttered in disbelief. "What ability is that? So strange!"
"The Ope Ope no Mi (Operation Fruit)…" Patrick Redfield murmured. As someone who had rivaled Roger, he had once read of it in an ancient text.
"Ope Ope no Mi?" The others frowned in confusion.
"It is called the Ultimate Devil Fruit… capable of granting eternal life."
Patrick Redfield's words echoed through the prison. The prisoners' necks instinctively shrank.
(End of Chapter)
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