Hals found himself quite amused.
Primarily, it was because he had collected an enormous amount of negative emotions.
This made him feel happy.
Additionally, Hals demonstrated what it meant to be a devil, no, a demon king.
Hannyabal and Domino stood to Hals’ left, while Ain was on his right.
The guards were curious about Ain’s presence, but since the acting warden hadn’t said anything, they felt it was inappropriate to ask.
They probably thought she was his sister.
Although their hair colors didn’t match.
Hals had black hair, like Luffy and his crew, but Ain’s hair was blue.
They let it slide, thinking she might just be a close friend or girlfriend.
They were on the sixth level. As for why the short guy who looked after the blue gorillas wasn’t there, it was because he usually stayed on the first or second level, rarely coming to this area.
“Let me show you how it’s done,” Hals said.
He held a hose with a water gun at the end, connected to a large basin of purple liquid. The liquid looked somewhat appealing but was feared by those who knew what it was.
Hals activated the high-pressure water gun, spraying the purple liquid through the bars onto a prisoner.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” came the painful, high-pitched screams. The guards were unfazed, having grown accustomed to it, while Hals remained calm, finding it only slightly annoying.
Ain was startled, seeing the prisoner’s contorted face. She glanced at Hals, who remained impassive, appearing unfamiliar to her.
“These guys are the terrifying criminals erased from history, monstrous figures. The weakest of them should be as strong as elite Marine Vice Admirals,” Hals explained.
“No, no, Acting Warden Hals, they aren’t all that strong. Otherwise, we couldn’t suppress them. Though a few are incredibly dangerous, like Admiral level, they are exceptions,” Domino said, his sunglasses hiding his expression.
“Like the Red Count, who rivaled Whitebeard and Shiki?” Hals inquired.
“Acting Warden, you even know about him,” Hannyabal remarked.
“And the Momo no Mi user, the World Destroyer? If I remember correctly, he’s still frozen,” Hals added.
Barrett wasn’t mentioned; it was assumed all of Roger’s crew had perished.
Hals continued spraying prisoners with the purple liquid, which splashed everywhere.
“However, be careful not to touch these potions yourself. They are extremely painful.”
The group wore special suits to protect themselves from the potion.
Hals demonstrated and everyone understood.
“On the sixth level, there are powerful ability users and those with Conqueror’s Haki. I’ll come here daily to administer the potion. You might get hurt if you do it.”
Hannyabal was strong but not enough to face these prisoners head-on.
Hals’ daily routine in Impel Down involved tormenting the sixth level, eating, and then more tormenting.
If anyone on the sixth level insulted Hals, he’d throw Dark Magic at them, avoiding messy spells like Nausea or Diarrhea.
Sometimes, particularly stubborn prisoners annoyed Hals.
Some were from the first level, some from the second, and a few from the sixth.
The sixth level had a mix of powerful and weak prisoners, as Hannyabal said.
There were terrifying figures like the “Heir of the Demon,” though not yet at Yonko level.
And then there was the Momo no Mi user, still frozen.
Hals had no interest in thawing him out.
Despite the theater’s portrayal of some weak prisoners, Hals knew he couldn’t handle them easily.
So, he ignored them.
Most prisoners were not notable.
If they didn’t appear in the main story or games, they were irrelevant.
Weak prisoners were dealt with swiftly.
Like this one.
“Get lost! Don’t spray that weird purple stuff on me!” a prisoner yelled.
“Negative emotions from unknown prisoner +20000”
See? Weak.
Hals: “…”
Wait, how do you know the term “weird purple stuff”?
Hals was momentarily puzzled.
“Wait, you didn’t appear in the main story. Who are you? Are you…?” (The only other time traveler).
The prisoner wasn’t a background character but was ugly.
Yes, ugly.
He had Blackbeard’s teeth, balding like Akainu, Fujitora’s eyes without being blind, and a mechanical right arm that looked battered and weak.
Hals thought for a moment.
No, it wasn’t even a moment. Before the prisoner could finish speaking, Hals decided.
You should die.
Time to test my newly upgraded dark magic.
“Dark Magic: Heartbreaker”
Hals’ right hand turned black, and a phantom of a beating heart appeared.
“Snap—”
The heart shattered.
“Negative emotions from unknown prisoner +25000”
Blood poured out, but it was just an illusion, turning into black particles when it touched Hals’ hand.
Hals shook off the nonexistent blood.
The prisoner collapsed.
“You heard something you shouldn’t have, right?” Hals’ voice was chilling.
“No, what did he say? I didn’t catch that…” one prisoner stammered.
“Negative emotions from prisoner +30000”
“Negative emotions from prisoner +…”
“You can die now.”
“Dark Magic: Heartbreaker”
Hals’ black hands held dozens of beating heart phantoms.
“Snap—”
I don’t care if you heard anything. Some things you shouldn’t hear, or even be nearby.
“Negative emotions from prisoner +31000”
“Negative emotions from…”
See? This guy is so weak, the maximum number of negative emotions I can get is only 31,000.
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