A girl's whisper was heard in the dead of night, sending shivers down one's spine.
Tonight, many people are doomed for insomnia. The celestial dragons are scared from the resurrected ghosts.
Impel Down,
Buggy on the third level in the depths of impel down, He can be seen crouched and shivering in a corner. The third level is very hot. But he was still trembling cold. It's not that he's afraid of hunger, or that he's afraid of the prisoners here, or that there's another fear suppressing these things! Right now, next to Buggy, there was a thick pool of blood... drop by drop, accumulating over time, sticky and stinking of iron. Buggy shrank in fear, afraid that the blood would stain him.
"Dead, dead, they're all dead, they died so fast, how am I going to sleep tonight?" Buggy trembled so much that his big red cherry bomb nose popped out of his face. His cellmates... just now, they were all killed by the dancing clown! The whole cage floor is full of scattered limbs!
"It wasn't me. Although that bastard looks like me, it's not actually me..." Buggy squeezed his nose abruptly, seeing the bloody limbs all over the floor, leaving him white as snow cowering in fear and nausea. "I'm on the third level, yet you still won't let me go..." Buggy felt like he must have been seen by the clown ghost who has yet to leave, and couldn't help but cry!
"Hey hey hey..." The dancing clown walked towards buggy at a very slow pace, mouth widening into a creepy grin. Without warning, the iconic red balloon held by the dancing clown has turned into a gruesome human head. Floating around with a string held in the hands of the dancing clown, blood dripped continuously. Having absorbed countless fears, this evil entity has become stronger and stronger.
Suddenly. The clown stopped walking, the corners of it's mouth widened even further, it tilted its head and looked at a cage in front of him. Dark red blood leaked from the cage. Through the deep darkness. It could vaguely see the corpses lying on the floor. Each one died tragically, and was completely tortured. And in the center of the body piles. A figure stood still, holding a knife in one hand and a white cloth in the other, wiping the blood off the knife. This person... is Shiryu of the Rain who takes pleasure in his excessive, murderous violence against prisoners!
Shiryu, who was imprisoned for torturing and killing prisoners, was released by Magellan due to the recent series of hauntings and killings. Originally, Magellan planned to let Shiryu go to the sixth level and pay attention to Lucas to a certain extent. But in the end, Magellan discarded the idea. One is that it's better not to contact Lucas for the time being, and the other is that the dancing clown has come to the third level. Shiryu is a guarantee for the third level. Even if Magellan doesn't like Shiryu, he can't help but admire Shiryu's strength. From Magellan's point of view, Shiryu is no worse than him, it would be enough to protect the third level alone!
Now. Shiryu, who had just finished his killings, paused a little as he wiped his knife, as if he had sensed something. He turned his head and looked at the dancing clown staring at him from outside the cell.