One Piece: Starting By Playing Gilgamesh Template. Chapter 76 76: The Thirteen Great Generals of the Nether Rac

Like a phantom, he moved through the first level of Impel Down—the Crimson Hell—a place feared by countless people across the sea.

A world of needle-like thorns tornted the prisoners here at every mont.

Blood was the the song of the Crimson Hell…

And corpses were its decoration.

From ti to ti, prisoners were chased by poisonous spiders and prison guards, enduring the piercing agony brought by the Needle Grass as they fled in panic, running aimlessly…

Impel Down had a total of six levels, and each level held a different class of criminals.

The prisoners in the first level, the Crimson Hell, were rely minor pirates and criminals from across the sea.

They were insignificant. Even if they escaped, they would not be able to stir up much trouble.

As for the sixth level, the Infinite Hell, every prisoner held there was a terrifying existence who had once left their mark upon the sea.

The deeper one went, the more dangerous the prisoners beca.

If those pirates ever escaped from Impel Down, they would be fully capable of stirring up storms across the sea once more!

Defying the Heavens had little interest in the Crimson Hell…

From beginning to end, his gaze never once lingered on the prisoners fleeing in terror.

What he needed to find were Devil Fruit users. And those who possessed Devil Fruits would naturally not be confined to the first level of Impel Down.

As for this so-called thorn jungle, it was no different from empty decoration in front of Defying the Heavens.

The mont he deployed the Origin Barrier, the entirety of Impel Down had already beco his hunting ground!

Swiftly passing through the first level, the Crimson Hell, Defying the Heavens slowly stepped into the second level—the Beast Hell!

"Roar!!"

"ROOOAR!!"

The mont he entered the Beast Hell, a series of deafening beastly roars rang in his ears.

The sound of dense footsteps rapidly approached…

Soon, a wave of dust rose into the air.

At the very front, five prisoners dressed in prison uniforms fled in panic.

With his eyesight, Defying the Heavens could easily see through the heavy dust and make out what was chasing them.

Behind the five prisoners—

Three strange-looking Jailer Beasts were pursuing them!

"Hey! You brat over there! Don't block the way!"

"Get the hell out of my path! Or do you want to throw you to those monsters for food?!"

Before they even reached him, the cursing voices of the five prisoners had already entered Defying the Heavens's ears.

"The second level…"

"There should already be quite a few ability users here by now, right?"

A cold glint flashed through his pupils as Defying the Heavens murmured to himself. The black cape behind him stirred without wind.

In the next mont—

A streak of black shadow laced with faint green flashed past…

"Thud… thud…"

In the distance—

The five prisoners fleeing madly, along with the three Jailer Beasts chasing them, all collapsed to the ground, lifeless…

"None?"

Standing there for a while, Defying the Heavens still did not hear the system notification.

That made him shake his head in mild disappointnt.

Still, he was not surprised.

After all, Devil Fruits were far too rare. This was only the second level of Impel Down, the Beast Hell.

How could it be possible that any random group of five people would include a Devil Fruit user?

In any case…

There were definitely Devil Fruit users on the second level. As long as he killed every prisoner here, there was no need to worry about gaining nothing.

"The abilities of that Nether Race General…"

In the New World, within the Kingdom of Dressrosa—

Staring at HanFeng, who was locked in an intense battle with Sakazuki, Doflamingo's shock only deepened.

Ordinary people might never co into contact with Admirals of Marine Headquarters.

But with his status and strength, he had encountered them many tis.

And precisely because he understood Admirals so well, he was this shaken!

If he rembered correctly—

Manipulating ice and freezing the very air was Kuzan's signature ability.

Across the entire sea, apart from Kuzan, no one else should have possessed such power!

That was the power of a Devil Fruit. There could not possibly be two completely identical Devil Fruits on this sea!

And yet now—

From what he had observed, the powers of that Nether Race General called HanFeng were almost completely identical to Kuzan's!

How could Doflamingo not be astonished?

"There's more than one Devil Fruit with the sa ability…"

Below Doflamingo, Diamante—one of the highest-ranking officers of the Donquixote Family—rested his chin on one hand and narrowed his eyes, speaking aningfully.

"Hm?"

Doflamingo froze for a mont, but soon a possibility surfaced in his mind…

His expression changed drastically as he blurted out:

"Artificial Devil Fruits?"

"Could it be…"

"That the Hundred Races from four thousand years ago had already completed the research to manufacture artificial Devil Fruits?"

"And not only that…"

"They could even create the strongest class of all—artificial Logia Devil Fruits?"

Artificial Devil Fruits had always been one of the Donquixote Family's most secret research projects.

But up until now, all they had managed to produce were trash-tier artificial Zoan fruits…

And even those were horribly unstable…

Now, the thought that the Hundred Races from four thousand years ago might have already achieved the creation of artificial Devil Fruits—

And even artificial Logia fruits—

Naturally made him excited to the extre!

If the Hundred Races from four thousand years ago had truly accomplished this…

Then it proved that his path was not wrong!

"Not necessarily artificial Devil Fruits…"

Diamante shook his head with calm restraint and continued:

"Everything about four thousand years ago is far too unfamiliar to us. Even the Ancient King, who was himself a human from that era, remains soone we barely understand."

"Let alone the Nether Race. It's a completely new race to us, one from an age unimaginably distant…"

"Perhaps, in that era four thousand years ago, controlling the forces of nature did not require Devil Fruits at all?"

The mont those words fell—

Trebol, another top officer of the Donquixote Family, shook his head almost reflexively, his face full of disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

Turning to face Trebol's disbelieving gaze, Diamante calmly asked in return:

"Trebol, even the Nether Race from four thousand years ago has already appeared now!"

"And that General HanFeng has abilities indistinguishable from Kuzan's!"

"With all that already happening…"

"…what exactly is impossible anymore?"

Diamante's words left Trebol silent.

If even a race like the Nether Race from four thousand years ago had already erged, then what on this sea could still be called impossible?

"The Nether Race… the Nether Race!"

"No matter what, we have to find a way to make contact with them!"

Doflamingo's emotions surged wildly. The ambition in his eyes grew even stronger as he muttered in an incomparably firm tone.

Whether it was artificial Logia Devil Fruits, or so entirely different cultivation thod capable of controlling the power of nature—

Both were powers he desperately needed!

Trebol and Diamante exchanged a glance, and both saw a trace of helplessness in the other's eyes.

To make contact with the Nether Race…

For the Donquixote Family, that was simply too difficult.

After this battle at Impel Down ended, the Nether Race would undoubtedly rise upon the sea and attract the attention of countless forces.

And the Donquixote Family, when viewed across the whole sea…

Truly did not amount to much.

Towering waves of magma surged like a flood, crushing and evaporating the air before them.

On the other side—

The freezing aura gave no ground either.

Extre ice and blazing heat collided again…

The shockwaves from the explosions shot wildly outward, crashing into the sea below and sending the waters into violent upheaval.

And below, as the battle beca more and more intense, the Marine warships gradually withdrew from their original positions.

Because—

In a battle like a natural catastrophe, they could not help at all and would only risk being struck by the scattered aftershocks!

Yet within the constantly colliding aftershocks—

Three figures stood firm, completely unaffected by any of the violent waves of force.

"So those are the two Nether Race Generals…"

"One of the Hundred Races from four thousand years ago… the Nether Race…"

Standing below Sakazuki and the others—

Kuzan, Garp, and CP0 Agent Seven all looked up, their pupils contracting.

Nether Race Generals…

They truly lived up to that title.

Of those two Nether Race Generals, one was almost evenly matched with Sakazuki, while the other was only slightly weaker than Borsalino.

In the short term, Borsalino could suppress him, but he still could not inflict any truly aningful damage.

"No matter what, the command of the Five Elders cos first."

CP0 Agent Seven was the first to recover his composure. With a grave expression, he spoke to Garp and Kuzan.

Kuzan nodded lazily.

The order had been given personally by the Five Elders, and he had heard it with his own ears.

There was no ignoring it.

"Sakazuki! Borsalino!"

After straightening his suit, CP0 Agent Seven, together with Garp and Kuzan, slowly rose into the air against the violent waves of battle.

Only when they neared the center of the battlefield did he finally speak:

"Honored Nether Race Generals, Wushuang and HanFeng…"

"Everything that happened before was rely a misunderstanding…"

"Our Five Elders hold the strength of the Nether Race in the highest regard…"

"We sincerely hope that the two of you can cease your attacks. The World Governnt is willing to offer its greatest respect!"

"And if either of you have any conditions…"

"…you may state them, and I will relay them to the Five Elders for consideration!"

At the center of the storm of battle—

Even after hearing those words, neither HanFeng nor Wushuang showed the slightest sign of slowing down.

After unleashing a claw mark over a hundred ters wide, Wushuang spoke toward CP0 Agent Seven:

"What?"

"You attacked us the mont you appeared, without even a word…"

"And now you call it a misunderstanding?"

"And besides…"

"Looking at those two, they still look like they want to tear and HanFeng apart."

"And you call that a misunderstanding?"

Without hesitation—

CP0 Agent Seven directly invoked the authority of the Five Elders and shouted toward Sakazuki and Borsalino:

"Admiral Sakazuki! Admiral Borsalino! By order of the Five Elders, the two of you are to cease fighting imdiately!"

On the battlefield—

The movents of both Sakazuki and Borsalino faltered slightly.

If these were rely CP0 Agent Seven's personal words, neither of them would have paid much attention.

But if he was invoking the Five Elders directly, then it was impossible for them not to take it seriously.

Borsalino, who was always fond of slacking off, naturally allowed the trace of anger in his heart to fade the mont CP0 Agent Seven spoke.

Taking advantage of the situation, he transford into a streak of golden light and withdrew from battle.

On the other side—

Sakazuki's forehead bulged with veins. Magma surged around him, and the coat of Marine justice draped over him had already been burned through in several places.

His fists clenched as magma continuously gathered around them, refusing to disperse.

"Admiral Sakazuki!"

"I'll say this again! This is the will of the Five Elders!"

"Are you planning to defy the Five Elders' orders?!"

Seeing that Sakazuki still had not withdrawn his attack, CP0 Agent Seven grit his teeth and spoke with open threat.

"Creak…"

Sakazuki's fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles were turning pale. The magma around him looked ready to erupt at any mont.

But in the end…

All the magma gradually dispersed. With a dark face, he descended and landed beside Borsalino and Kuzan.

Though rage still roared inside Sakazuki—

His loyalty to the Five Elders was absolute…

Naturally, he did not dare openly defy their command!

Once he saw both Borsalino and Sakazuki withdraw their attacks, CP0 Agent Seven stepped forward and bowed slightly toward HanFeng and Wushuang.

"Honored guests of the Nether Race…"

"Since the misunderstanding has been cleared up…"

"…shouldn't the two of you also lift your guard a little?"

"Clang… clang… clang…"

The violent sharpness around Wushuang gradually faded.

But the life weapon Mighty Claw on his hands showed not the slightest sign of being withdrawn.

Looking down upon CP0 Agent Seven and the others below, he spoke with incomparable arrogance:

"What?"

"Do the humans of this era truly think the Nether Race is so easy to bully?"

"You attacked without a word…"

"And now that you want to stop, I'm just supposed to stop too?"

Hearing this, CP0 Agent Seven frowned slightly, his tone growing less pleasant.

"Honored Wushuang…"

"You attacked our warships without a word as well, and we are still willing to let that pass."

"So why must you insist on clinging to this one point?"

"And besides…"

"If the battle continues…"

"…with only you and HanFeng, I doubt that outco would really be in your favor."

CP0 Agent Seven's words were sowhat restrained.

But the aning behind them was unmistakable—

At this mont, with the World Governnt and the Marines combined, there were four Admirals and one Emperor-level combatant present.

If HanFeng and Wushuang insisted on being ungrateful—

Then with such an overwhelming difference in numbers, they could easily capture the two of them!

"So…"

"You think the Nether Race has no one left?"

A bone-piercing wind swept through the air.

HanFeng descended beside Wushuang, Silver Fla in hand. He cast a cold glance over CP0 Agent Seven and the others before speaking icily:

"I…"

"And Wushuang…"

"…are both Nether Race Generals."

"Even outside our peak state, we are enough to contend with all of you!"

"And Nether Race Generals like us…"

"…there are thirteen in total!"

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