Chapter 1568 The Sinking of Impel Down

The surviving prison staff members Hannibal, Saludes, Sadie Jr., and Domino, with Ivankov's help, finally managed to remove their already damaged gas masks.

They greedily gulped in the air, their emotions a complex mix of relief at surviving the ordeal and extreme embarrassment at being rescued by the pirates.

Words of gratitude rolled on his lips, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. After all, not long ago, they were sworn enemies.

Looking at their awkward, somewhat ashamed expressions, Ivankov's heavily made-up face broke into an even brighter, more mischievous smile.

"Hehehe, don't make that face," he said in an exaggerated tone, deliberately patting Hannibal and Saludes on the back.

The two coughed as he slapped them. "From now on, you are no longer the director or the warden. You are my captives, the transvestite king Ivankov."

"Come aboard with me obediently and be influenced by the ways of the transvestites. Maybe after some reformation, you can become an excellent revolutionary fighter!"

"What transvestite?!"

Hannibal and Saludes turned deathly pale upon hearing this. They struggled to resist, but their bodies, weakened by the poison, were completely unresponsive.

They could only be easily tucked under Ivankov's thick armpits, one on each side, like two little chicks.

Ivankov laughed loudly, then with a sudden burst of strength from his legs, he used the wind to nimbly leap onto the giant revolutionary ship that was suspended in mid-air, carrying four prisoners.

Returning to the deck and feeling the familiar presence and gazes of his fellow revolutionaries, Ivankov felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Hannibal and his companions were instantly surrounded by a group of hostile pirates. Sadie and Domino were so frightened that they clung to each other tightly, while Hannibal and Saldeese instinctively stood back to back like startled quails.

"Scatter, scatter..."

Ivankov waved his huge hand to disperse the pirates who were watching. "These are important prisoners. They are of great use to the Revolutionary Army. No one is allowed to touch them!"

The pirates were quite convinced of the Okama King who had just saved countless lives, and upon hearing this, they dispersed with laughter. Little Sadie's tense nerves finally relaxed a little, knowing that she was safe for the time being.

The prow dragon slowly turned around, its deep eyes looking at Ivankov. "Well done. You've worked hard all these years."

Upon hearing the leader's personal affirmation, Ivankov was so excited that he almost cried again, his huge body trembling slightly with excitement.

Unable to contain her smile any longer, she said, "It's not hard at all! It's so good to be back with everyone. I can finally leave this dark and gloomy place."

Just as the atmosphere on the Revolutionary Army's side eased slightly, the situation below changed again, and not all pirates chose to board the Revolutionary Army's ship.

Some powerful and arrogant Level 6 criminals, such as Katrin Demi and Basque Chote, managed to stay suspended in mid-air or on floating objects by their own abilities or special means.

Their ideals were inherently incompatible with those of the Revolutionary Army, so they naturally wouldn't accept the enemy's charity. And now, Impel Down, which had been ravaged by war, was finally facing its final moment.

Under the dual blows of the venom's rampant corrosive effects and the complete collapse of its own structure, this living fortress, barely maintained by the tyrannical King Pizarro, let out its final desperate cry before disintegrating.

Huge cracks spread like a spider web across the entire building, and the building began to irreversibly collapse into the boundless sea of ​​poison below, sinking completely!

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the sinking rubble of the building; it was Avaro Pizarro.

He forcibly severed his fusion with Impel Down, regaining his human form, but at a great cost. His exposed skin was a horrifying purplish-black, clearly indicating severe poisoning. His aura was extremely weak, and he could barely muster any strength as he plummeted towards the sea of ​​poison.

At the critical moment, Basque Jotte roared and pushed a giant alcohol bubble he had previously reserved over the head, barely catching the falling Pizarro.

Pisaro lay limp in the bubble, gasping for breath and coughing violently, spitting out purplish-black poisonous blood. Although he was in a terrible state, he had at least temporarily escaped death.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Impel Down, the deep-sea prison that imprisoned countless powerful figures and symbolized the authority of the World Government, was finally swallowed up by the surging venom, sinking into the abyss of the sea, along with countless secrets and corpses, never to see the light of day again.

A landmark of an era has been completely annihilated!

The pirates, witnessing this scene, felt no sadness, only an overwhelming sense of satisfaction at having avenged their great grudge. Hannibal and the others sighed and lamented.

Just when everyone thought the catastrophe was about to come to an end, another unexpected event occurred.

The venomous skeleton monster, which was originally Magellan's incarnation and was just slowly writhing, suddenly let out a roar full of pain without warning.

Its massive body began to twist and swell violently, and more venom gushed out from the depths of the sea, causing its size to increase several times over in the blink of an eye, and the aura of destruction it exuded increased exponentially.

"What happened?!"

"It...it seems to have completely gone mad!"

"Was it because the destruction of Impel Down before its eyes provoked Magellan?"

But with that roar, something even more terrifying happened: the monster opened its huge mouth wide, spewing out not breath, but a torrent of viscous venom like a waterfall.

The moment these venoms left the giant maw, they were amplified by a strange force, instantly exploding and atomizing high in the sky, transforming into a vast, dense rain of dark purple poison that poured down upon the sea below.

The torrential rain was as dense as a curtain, and every drop contained a terrifying corrosiveness comparable to concentrated sulfuric acid. The toxicity was also extremely strong, and it would be difficult to save the patient without an antidote.

The poisonous rain fell on the poisonous sea, stirring up even more poisonous smoke. It fell on the remaining building debris, instantly corroding and melting it. As for the people it fell on, the effects varied.

Pirates with stronger Armament Haki could resist the poisonous rain for a while, but the weaker pirates collapsed under its attack. The speed at which the toxins spread in their bodies depended on their individual strength.

"Oh no, Magellan is inhuman!"

"Defend quickly, get out of here right now!"

"Magellan, that madman, wants to drag everyone down with him..."

The screams and curses were instantly drowned out by the deafening roar of the toxic rain. Since Impel Down was destroyed, Magellan didn't care whether anyone survived or not; if one was going to die, they would die together.