Chapter 1466: Repel Sarudes

The third prison is worthy of being called the hunger hell. Looking out, there is an endless desert with no water and no green plants. It is difficult for ordinary prisoners to survive.

The hot environment is not conducive to Pochi's combat. The climate he dislikes most is the hot weather. The hair on his body is too thick, like he is wearing a thick cotton coat in the desert.

"There's not even a single person in this damn place. Where is the entrance to the fourth floor?"

The black sperm kept complaining, and suddenly saw a figure swaying in the distance. Is there someone escaping from prison in this area?

The yellow sand suddenly made a harsh friction sound, the fine sand surged like a living thing, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground.

The next moment, a dark silver sea stone iron net shot out from under the sand with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. The mesh was as fine as a comb, and the edges were shining with a cold light.

Just as Pochi was about to raise his claws to block, the iron net wrapped around his limbs like lightning. Black Sperm's figure was twisted into a ball in the net, and his shrill screams were strangled by the net.

The iron net tightened suddenly, and the unique heaviness of the seastone pressed down instantly, and the net wire sank deeply into the fur and flesh.

Pochi's giant claws scratched in vain, but couldn't pull out even a thread of the mesh. The black sperm tried to split its body, but was locked tightly by the mesh. Each clone seemed to be nailed in place by an invisible clamp.

The muffled sound of a winch turning was heard from under the sand, and the iron net pulled the two people slowly up, lifting them into the air three feet above the ground.

The strong wind blew sand and gravel past, causing the iron net to sway slightly. Pochi lowered his head, breathing heavily, and the hair on his neck stood up due to the wire mesh.

The black sperm shrank into a ball, its originally shiny black body now looked gray, and its faint moans drifted away with the sound of the wind.

The iron net shone coldly and hard in the sunlight, locking the two struggling figures firmly above the empty desert, like two trapped beasts hanging on a sand curtain.

"Okay, okay, it turns out you are so easy to deal with"!

Not far away stood a little man less than half a meter tall, with a black skull logo on his hat and wearing a uniform provided by Impel Down. He was the warden of this place - Sarudes.

The iron net made of seastone suppresses the power of black sperm. After all, he is a user of the superhuman cell devil fruit and cannot get rid of this fatal weakness for the time being.

"Small guys are quite calculating." The black sperm is small, so he calls Sarudes a short guy, and he has no capital to despise height.

"It's true that I'm a devil fruit user, but I'm not Buggy's pet, so stop playing with me, Pochi!"

The inky fur was tightly entangled in the dark iron-colored rusty seastone mesh. Pochi was panting, and the loss of space to move around had left him with psychological trauma.

When the iron net dug into his fur like a noose and his ribs crackled from being squeezed, Pochi finally gave up trying to break free by brute force.

A low roar before the eruption of magma rolled through his throat, saliva mixed with blood foam dripped from between his fangs, and his front claws dug deeply into the iron net.

Pochi suddenly raised his head, opened his bloody mouth as if his jaw was dislocated, and the light condensed in his throat illuminated the entire desert. This was the ambition of the trapped beast!

boom--!

The crimson ball of light slammed into the sea stone iron net with a scream, and spider-web-like cracks spread instantly. The moment the shock wave blew away the rubble, Pochi used the recoil force to crash into the weak point.

Pochi easily blasted a big hole in the sea stone iron net that Sarudais had carefully prepared, and the black sperm and the black giant dog escaped with ease.

"What kind of monster is Buggy's pet? It's not affected by seastone!"

Sarudez thought that Pochi could grow bigger or smaller, and based on his experience, he thought that he was an animal-type devil fruit user. Pochi did have the habits of a dog and was an animal, but he was terrifyingly strong since the moment he was born.

Sarudes held the black flute to his lips. Under his indigo coarse smock, the black hair of the gorillas stood on end, and his giant axe and mace gleamed coldly in the desert.

When the first note came out of the flute hole, dozens of gorilla monsters arched their backs at the same time, the sound of cloth tearing mixed with the roar of beasts exploded, their bare knuckles clenched their weapons, and they charged forward to the drum-like sound of the flute.

This group of blue apes fearlessly rushed towards Pochi to buy time for Sarudes to escape. They are truly a group of pathetic and loyal servants.

When the blue gorilla's roar came from far away, Pochi just swung his tail lazily and casually draped his claws as big as a basin forward.

The leading blue gorilla jumped into the air and was hit by the seemingly slow claw.

The hundred-pound body flew out like a piece of rag, leaving a trail of blood in the air, and all the bones were shattered.

The following gorillas rushed up, stepping on the bodies of their companions, but Pochi's claws were like springs, and every flap brought a whistling sound of the wind, and three or four blue gorillas fell into the desert in a parabola.

In the melee, an ape that escaped the attack grabbed hold of Pochi's hind legs, but before it could swing its weapon to chop, the giant dog lowered its head and bit the back of its neck.

Pochi shook his head, as if he was holding a disobedient rabbit in his mouth, and a few crisp clicks came out from his clenched teeth.

But it suddenly wrinkled its nose and spat the chewed-up remains of the gorilla on the ground in disgust, and its saliva mixed with broken bones splashed up a cloud of dust.

"Pooh," Pochi shook his beard stained with blood foam, and his six eyes swept over the shivering group of gorillas, as if he was looking at a pile of moving garbage.

The blue-haired gorillas that were ferocious just now were now huddled together, and even the strongest male could only make whimpering growls.

Because of physiological fear, the blue apes have escaped the control of Sarudes' flute, and Sarudes, who was controlling them, has long since disappeared.

The giant dog yawned with a bloody smell and scratched the ground with its front paws impatiently, as if wondering what to do with these terrible-smelling creatures.

The black sperm searched everywhere for Sarudes, guessing that there must be a secret escape passage in this desert, otherwise Sarudes would disappear in the blink of an eye.

This encounter was just a small episode. After killing the blue gorilla next to him, Pochi returned to the black sperm and headed deeper into the desert.

Fortunately, this desert is smaller than actually expected. Passing by a prison cell built in the desert, I asked for the direction of the entrance to the fourth floor. The good news is that the fourth floor is hotter than the third floor.

The reason why the third layer has become what it is now is because of the influence of the fourth layer of scorching hell. The sea of ​​blood and the pool of fire that never go out keep the high temperature going all year round.

Most of the fourth floor is like a boiling iron pot. Disobedient prisoners will be thrown into the pot and burned to death, becoming human oil and nutrients in the pot.

The black sperm could already foresee that the main force advancing the city should be waiting for them on the fourth floor.

Maybe he would go to the deepest prison to find Barrett in order to stop the Joker Pirates even if it meant dying together with them.

We didn't encounter any other foreign aid along the way. Could it be that the Celestial Dragons have given up on advancing into the city? This was somewhat beyond Mr. Buggy's expectations.