Chapter 1544 Reunion with Ivankov

While the prisoners on the fifth floor were shivering as they ate their meal for Pochi and Black Sperm, several strangely dressed transvestites hiding in the shadows had already seen everything.

Suppressing their fear of vomiting, they scrambled through the secret passage like startled rabbits, rushing back to their secret hideout—the New Ladyboy Paradise—located between the fifth and sixth floors.

"Lord Ivan, something terrible has happened!"

The transvestites rushed into the 5.5 level prison in a panic, incoherently reporting the horrific scene they had just witnessed: two monsters had suddenly appeared outside, a giant black dog and a pack of countless tiny black people, who had almost devoured all the snow wolves on the fifth level.

Ivankov's enormous face, his eyes painted with exaggerated eyeshadow, widened suddenly as he listened to his subordinate's tearful description, and he fell into a brief silence.

But soon, his signature infectious smile reappeared. He suddenly stood up from his seat, spread his arms, and shouted in a loud voice to all the transgender people who had gathered around him: "Let's break out of prison together!"

"Ladyboys, today is our best chance to regain our freedom. Tell me, are you willing to follow the Ladyboy King Ivankov and break out of this damned cage to return to our dream kingdom of Kamabakkah!"

Impel Down is a hellish place that no normal person would want to stay in, let alone these transvestites who have become so accustomed to being pickled. Not having nice clothes to wear is a form of mental torture for them.

"Yes, we are willing!"

"Follow Lord Ivan!"

"Let's break out of Impel Down and return together to the kingdom where only transvestites live!"

All the transgender people present were infected by Ivankov's passion, and they all stretched out their hands, expressing their loyalty and determination.

Lightning, the deputy, pushed up his glasses, a hint of excitement flashing in his calm eyes. He thought about finally being able to reunite with his fellow revolutionaries. Although this prison break was not achieved with the help of the Revolutionary Army, being able to escape by his own efforts and those of his comrades was itself a testament to their strength.

"Great, let's get started!"

Ivankov waved his hand and gave the order, "Pack up all the supplies you can take with you, and don't leave a single grain of food for the navy."

"Those that we really can't take with us, we'll distribute to the surviving prisoners on the fifth floor and ask them if they'd like to escape with us. We'll save as many as we can."

Lightning immediately began to give efficient commands: "Quick, everyone move! The opportunity is fleeting."

The new ladyboy amusement park instantly became bustling with activity. The ladyboys began frantically packing up their belongings, food, weapons, and even costumes and cosmetics accumulated over the years. The atmosphere was tense yet hopeful, with all the ladyboys chatting and laughing, looking forward to the day they could return to the ladyboy kingdom.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from above, causing the entire 5.5-story ceiling to tremble violently as an extremely powerful force blasted a huge hole in it.

The icy wind and snow of the fifth level of extreme cold hell, mixed with gravel, poured down from the breach in an instant, a sudden situation that was beyond the expectations of all the demons and humans.

"Enemy attack, be on alert, maintain battle formation!"

Ivankov reacted extremely quickly, his massive body instantly entering battle mode. He raised his hands sharply, ready to inject himself with stimulating hormones and fight the uninvited guest to the death.

He was filled with suspicion and uncertainty. In the past, at most, it was just lost pirates who stumbled into this place and were then "reformed" and recruited by the transvestites. When had anyone ever broken in in such a violent and direct way?!

All the transvestites stared in terror at the breach, gripping their weapons tightly. Under their tense gazes, a figure less than half a meter tall, with a smooth, jet-black body, emerged from the opening, enveloped in the chill and snowflakes of the fifth layer.

The little black man patted the snowflakes off his body, impatiently scanned the group with his beady eyes, and found that all the transvestites looked pretty much the same, making it hard to tell who was the king.

With obvious impatience, he cut to the chase and asked loudly, "Hey, who is Ivankov here?"

"There's a brat named Sabo who asked me to come and help him out on my way. I'm in a rush and don't have time to waste here. I need to hurry up and rescue someone on the sixth floor." The visitor was none other than Black Sperm, who had just had a hearty meal.

Upon hearing Black Sperm's arrogant and blunt words, Ivankov's massive body trembled slightly, and he slowly lowered his hands, which were poised to inject hormones at any moment.

He was filled with confusion: Sabo, that extremely talented young man in the Revolutionary Army, how did he end up with pirates? Could it be that he has already left the Revolutionary Army?

Because Impel Down was isolated from information, he had no idea that at that moment, in Marineford, Sabo was fighting a bloody battle to rescue his sworn brother Ace.

Despite his many questions, under the tense gazes of all the transvestites, Ivankov took a big step forward, his huge face revealing his signature flirtatious smile: "I am the person you are looking for, the transvestite king Ivankov."

Black Sperm's beady eyes sized Ivankov up and down before he nodded, his tone still flat: "Hmm, the biggest, the weirdest and ugliest one, Sabo is right, it must be you."

His comments caused a stir among the transgender people around him, but Ivankov himself didn't care. He noticed that the black sperm didn't show any hostility towards them. Instead, when he glanced at the transgender people who were packing supplies, he did so with an indifferent look of not caring.

"You need to go to the sixth floor to rescue people, I can help you..."

Ivankov immediately seized this golden opportunity. "I'll lead the way for you. Once you break through the sixth level of the prison, we'll release all the monsters inside and rush out in the chaos. How about that?"

This suggestion was exactly what Black Sperm wanted. He was going to the sixth floor anyway, and having a guide familiar with the terrain would save him a lot of trouble, create more chaos, and make it easier for them to fish in troubled waters. "Let's go now!"

Without hesitation, Ivankov immediately turned to his deputy, Lightning, and instructed, "This is your responsibility. Command everyone to prepare for my retreat signal."

He then looked at all the transgender people who looked worried, and waved his huge fist, "Don't worry, transgender people are incredibly lucky. This is the opportunity we've been waiting for. I will take all of you back to a country where there is no longer discrimination against transgender people."

After saying that, Ivankov followed the black sperm without hesitation toward the hole in the ceiling that had been violently broken open. Amid the reluctant yet hopeful gazes of all the transvestites, their king waved his hand and stepped into the fifth level of extreme cold hell without looking back, into the howling wind and snow.

For the sake of everyone's freedom, he was willing to risk cooperating with this rescuer of unknown origin; Bucky's officers were hardly good people.

As soon as they stepped onto the ice field, the black sperm nimbly jumped onto the back of Pochi, who was waiting outside. When Ivankov saw Pochi's enormous canine form, his eyes twitched involuntarily, and he once again raised the level of danger the black sperm posed in his mind.

Under the precise guidance of this former revolutionary soldier and demon king, the two invaders from the outside world are approaching Impel Down, the most heavily guarded prison in history, LEVEL 6, at top speed.

A prison break operation aimed at completely upending Hell is about to reach its climax.