Chapter 1392: War on the Top (IV)

Hearing this, Luffy widened his eyes, his eyes shining with excitement and determination.

He grabbed the map spread out on the table, stared at the location marked on the sixth floor, and refused to let go as if he had obtained a treasure.

"That's great, I must rescue Ace!"

Luffy was so excited that he almost shouted out. He clenched his fists, his body trembling slightly, showing an irresistible anxiousness inside.

Then, Luffy raised his head, looked at Ivankov with sincere eyes, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you very much Ivankov, please send me back, I want to go to the sixth floor to save Ace immediately!"

His tone was firm and decisive without any hesitation.

However, Ivankov frowned, shook his head worriedly, and reminded: "Are you rushing over here rashly? Don't forget that the sixth floor is not that easy to enter, there are everywhere. Strict monitoring facilities. As soon as you step into the sixth floor, your whereabouts will be revealed instantly. At that time, let alone saving your brother, I am afraid that even you will be imprisoned in this prison!”

After hearing this, Luffy was stunned at first, but soon he became firm.

He gritted his teeth and said firmly, "So what? No matter how difficult it is, I must rescue Ace!"

His eyes burned with indomitable flames, making people feel his unshakable belief.

Ivankov stared at Luffy quietly, looking at his face full of determination.

Time passed by minute by minute, and there was a silence between the two.

Finally, after a long time, Ivankov sighed deeply.

As if moved by Luffy's persistence, he said helplessly: "Forget it, since you are so persistent, then I have to accompany you to explore this dragon and tiger den!"

When Luffy heard this, his face suddenly showed a look of surprise. He almost jumped up with joy and said with gratitude: "Thank you so much! With your help, we will be able to successfully rescue Ace!"

At this moment, he seemed to have seen the moment of reunion with Ace.

Luffy was anxious and couldn't wait to stand up immediately.

However, in an instant, his face suddenly turned red, like a ripe apple.

Although he tried his best and tried his best, his body seemed to have been cast as if it had been cast into a fixed spell, and there was no sign of moving.

Moreover, as he continued to increase his strength, a heart-wrenching pain came from all over his body, hitting his nerves like a tide.

"Wait, don't move around for now! Your injuries are very serious and you can't move at all!"

Ivankov finally came to his senses and realized Luffy's condition.

"No! I must go and save Ace!"

Luffy shouted loudly, revealing his incomparable determination and indomitableness in his eyes.

As he said that, he began to struggle hard, completely ignoring the severe pain coming from his body.

Looking at Luffy's unwavering and unretreated look, Ivankov couldn't help feeling helpless.

But he knew that if Luffy was not allowed to recover his movements as soon as possible, with his stubborn personality, he would definitely rush out desperately, which would only make the situation worse.

"Okay, you are awesome! But don't move around anymore, lie down obediently, I'll give you a powerful hormone injection immediately, which can quickly restore your body to its heyday!"

Ivankov said as he walked forward quickly.

He stretched out his hands, and his ten fingers instantly turned into dense pinhole shapes.

The next moment, Ivankov injected the hormones in his hand into Luffy's body without hesitation.

As the hormones entered, Luffy's originally weak body quickly rejuvenated like the land with a long drought.

He could clearly feel that his physical strength was recovering continuously, and that long-lost powerful force was returning to him little by little.

After only a moment of effort, Luffy felt his whole body full of strength.

He jumped up suddenly, jumped steadily on the bed, and then clenched his fists tightly, feeling the surging power flowing inside his body.

"Save Ace!"

Luffy roared loudly at the top of his lungs, and the sound seemed to be able to break through the sky and shake the world.

At the same time, far away from the Navy headquarters, a tense atmosphere filled the air, suffocating.

The execution time is approaching minute by minute, just like the footsteps of the god of death are gradually approaching.

Just in front of the cell where Ace was imprisoned, two serious and burly executioners walked towards them with steady steps.

They came to the door of the cell, and without any hesitation, they skillfully opened the door.

After entering the cell, the two of them walked straight to where Ace was without saying a word.

They walked coldly to Ace, bent down, and untied the heavy shackles under Ace's feet.

Then, one of them pulled Ace up with force, while the other held Ace's wrist, which had been injured by long-term shackles, and then led him slowly out.

Ace always lowered his head and said nothing, and his whole body seemed extremely silent and depressed.

However, the moment he stepped out of the cell, a crystal clear teardrop quietly slid from the corner of his eyes.

The teardrop was like the brightest star in the night sky, shining with a faint but eye-catching light.

It rolled down Ace's cheek and finally dripped gently on the ground, splashing a slight splash of water.

It seemed that at this moment, Ace's thoughts had floated far away. Maybe he was recalling the happy times he had spent with his friends, or maybe he was thinking of those warm and beautiful past events.

Although he was filled with emotion, he still chose to bear everything silently, closed his lips and continued to move forward without saying a word.

At this moment, there are less than three hours left before the execution.

And in important cities and spacious squares in every corner of the world, huge screens suddenly emerge like mushrooms after a rain.

These screens stand in the center of the square, attracting countless people's attention.

People gathered around the screen, waiting anxiously for the execution scene that was about to appear in front of them with a nervous mood.

From time to time, whispers came from the crowd: "Will Whitebeard really come?"

This question spreads through the crowd like ripples, causing more discussion and speculation.

"It will be true. Whitebeard will never tolerate his sons suffering such a great humiliation in public! For this sea overlord, he would rather see his children die heroically in battle than they would not. The dignity of the slightest trampled on!”

The man who knew the white beard's personality said confidently.