Impel Down Turmoil, All The Pirates Headed By "Lonely Red" Are Targeting Bai Ye? !

Minister Beckman...

"The premise... seems to be that we can survive?!"

Suddenly, Chef Laki Lu of the Red Hair Pirates spoke.

As his voice fell, the entire Red Hair Pirates froze.

Everyone looked up at the mysterious, massive island descending from the sky onto the Red Line...!

If that colossal island were to crash down—

Gulp.

The Red Hair Pirates' current position would undoubtedly be affected.

However.

Just when everyone thought they would have to face the terrifying tsunami caused by the island's impact—

Suddenly.

The giant island, almost the size of all of Mariejois, came to a halt.

That's right.

It just... stopped in mid-air, hovering mysteriously forty to fifty meters above the Red Line, as if held by an unseen force.

In that moment, the Red Hair Pirates did not feel relief from surviving a disaster.

Instead, they collectively tensed at what this meant.

Thus—

The entire Grand Line was about to descend into madness over the endless treasures Im may have left behind!

At the same time.

New World.

IWC, Totto Land.

Big Mom Pirates.

"Katakuri, tell me... If that bastard Jhin asked Mama to take action, she would refuse, right? She may want his blood, but that alone isn't enough."

On Cake Island, the third son of the Big Mom Pirates, "Minister of Beans," Charlotte Daifuku, turned toward the castle with lingering fear in his eyes.

"That monster singlehandedly destroyed the World Government. Even Mama..."

His voice trailed off.

Suddenly, a Homie soldier came running from the castle.

"Mama has given an order! All ministers and allied force leaders must assemble at Cake Castle!"

Hearing this, Daifuku's expression darkened.

"What... all the ministers and allied leaders?!"

"What is Mama planning?!"

"Let's go."

Beside him, arms crossed, Katakuri's eyes flashed with a red glow—his future sight activated. He sighed and took the lead toward the castle.

It seemed.

Mama had decided to get involved in this 'big trouble.'

Or rather—

Katakuri looked up at the enormous island, projected in mid-air.

Though she was one of the Four Emperors, Big Mom was still a pirate.

Faced with the 'endless treasure' the World Government may have left behind—

No true pirate could remain indifferent.

Meanwhile.

Off the coast of the Sabaody Archipelago.

Amidst torrential rain, a battered warship lay stranded, its hull scorched from intense heat.

"Vice Warden Mike, Director Magellan...?!"

"Should we still head to Mariejois for support...?"

An Impel Down jailer hesitated before asking Magellan, who stood in silence, staring downward.

They had originally rushed to Mariejois to assist when the invasion began.

As an institution second only to Marine Headquarters, Impel Down was obligated to respond.

But now—

Mariejois no longer existed.

Even the World Government was gone.

What were they supposed to do now? Avenge the World Government?

The jailer shuddered at the thought of that terrifying man.

Even an existence once considered god-like had fallen to him.

What could they possibly accomplish?

At that moment, Magellan clenched his fists tightly, his teeth grinding audibly.

Then, he spoke:

"We're leaving."

"Leaving...?" The jailer blinked in surprise.

Magellan nodded grimly.

"That's right. We're returning to Impel Down. Even if the World Government has fallen..."

His voice turned icy:

"We must ensure that the world's most dangerous criminals never escape."

Hearing this, the jailer exhaled in relief.

"Yes, Director Magellan!"

The rest of the jailers followed suit, preparing to leave.

However—

Just then—

Bzzt! Bzzt!

A den-den mushi in Magellan's pocket suddenly rang.

Magellan's stomach churned with unease as he pulled out the emergency red den-den mushi.

It could only mean one thing—

A crisis at Impel Down!

Magellan gritted his teeth and answered the call.

"This is Magellan. What happened?!"

A panicked voice crackled through the receiver:

"D-Director Magellan! Bad news!"

"After you left, 'Blackbeard' Marshall D. Teach—one of the Seven Warlords—led an attack on Impel Down! The fifth and sixth-floor jailers resisted, but none of us could stop him! And with the prisoners joining the riot, the entire prison is in chaos!"

Magellan's pupils shrank.

"Blackbeard... Teach?!"

He remembered—

Teach had used his Warlord status a week ago to request entry into Impel Down.

But due to the Marineford execution schedule shifting, Teach's request had been postponed.

Magellan had assumed the matter was settled.

He was wrong.

Teach had used the perfect timing—the moment Magellan left—to launch his attack.

"D-Damn it! That bastard!"

Magellan clenched his fists.

What was Teach really after?

Wait—

If Teach had infiltrated now, with most of the forces occupied—

Then the prisoners on the lower levels...

And the legendary monsters imprisoned in Level Six—Eternal Hell...

This was the perfect moment for a mass breakout!

A chill ran down Magellan's spine.

He had to confirm Impel Down's status.

But before he could speak—

"Director Magellan! It's not just Teach! The monsters in Level Six... they've been unleashed! 'Lonely Red' Baloric Redfield is leading them!"

CRASH! BZZT!

A bloodcurdling scream rang through the den-den mushi before the line went dead.

Magellan's face twisted in horror.

A full-scale prison break—

And leading them was Baloric Redfield—

A man once feared as an equal to Roger, Whitebeard, and the Golden Lion.

Unlike those legends, he had never commanded a crew.

He had fought the entire world alone—and held his own.

If he was leading the escapees—

Then Impel Down had fallen.

Inside Impel Down.

Level Five: Freezing Hell.

"Kill!"

"Slaughter the jailers!"

"Hahaha! I'm finally free!"

Jailers fell back as former prisoners, now free, roared in laughter.

Deputy Warden Hannyabal, blade in hand, stood his ground.

"You scum of society!"

"The world suffers because of you! On behalf of justice, I will strike you down!"

He charged.

Only for his sword to be caught—

By a tall figure in a blood-red suit.

"What...?!"

Silence fell.

Pirates trembled.

"T-That's...!"

"'Lonely Red' Baloric Redfield?!"

As their fear settled, another voice scoffed:

"Hah. And here I thought this would be entertaining."

A hulking figure stepped forward.

The pirates recoiled.

"No way...! That's...!"

"'Demon Heir' Douglas Bullet?!"

In that instant—

Impel Down belonged to the monsters.

And the entire world was about to descend into chaos once more.