Facing such a powerful enemy, Little Sadi knew this wasn't the time to be stunned.
She quickly snapped back to reality, her face showing a serious expression.
The whip in her hand cracked loudly in the air.
"Excitement of Passion—Red Demon Whip!"
Just as Little Sadi was about to execute her move, the man standing at a distance suddenly disappeared from her sight.
Her face changed drastically as she tried to step back and evade.
Suddenly, a strong, powerful hand gripped her neck.
Amidst the sizzling sound, Little Sadi smelled a burnt scent.
The stinging pain on her neck told her it was the smell of her skin being scorched by electricity.
The paralyzing effect of the current left her unable to resist. The whip slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.
"So... so fast!"
"Not a bad figure, and an interesting weapon too."
"If it were a different time, I might have been interested in playing with you for a while longer."
Sanders glanced at Little Sadi's sexy figure and her weapon, smiling as he spoke.
"But right now, I've got more important things to do."
With that, Sanders pinched her neck lightly and then tossed her aside.
Boom!
A loud crash echoed.
Little Sadi's body slammed heavily into the wall, leaving spiderweb-like cracks on the surface.
Before she could catch her breath, Sanders casually threw a bolt of lightning at her.
Her golden hair was singed black by the lightning, her face covered in soot. She opened her mouth, her eyes rolling back as she fell to the ground, her body trembling a few times as if electrocuted. A thin wisp of black smoke rose from her open mouth.
After dealing with Little Sadi and the four jailer beasts, Sanders casually strolled toward the third level.
In the monitoring room, Hannyabal watched the scene in horror.
Sweat dripped from his forehead, his eyes bulging in shock.
His normally gloomy, fierce face was now filled with disbelief.
"So... so terrifying!"
"Little Sadi and the jailer beasts were defeated in an instant, without any resistance!!"
The other prison guards were also horrified.
As the Chief Jailer of Impel Down, Little Sadi was considered one of the strongest in the entire prison.
Not to mention she had four powerful jailer beasts with her.
But when faced with Sanders, they were defeated without even putting up a fight?!!
"A guy this powerful... If he defeats Magellan or escapes from Impel Down, could I become the Director and take his place?"
Hannyabal mumbled to himself.
"Deputy Director Hannyabal?!!"
The guards in the monitoring room stared at him in disbelief.
Hannyabal quickly covered his mouth.
Oh no, did I say that out loud again?
As Sanders made his way to the third level, the sound of footsteps echoed.
Dozens of guards with rifles appeared in front of him.
"There he is, the escapee is here!"
"Quick, notify Director Magellan!"
Without waiting for orders, the guards raised their rifles and opened fire.
Bang bang bang!
Countless bullets flew toward Sanders.
But Sanders was unafraid. He continued walking as if he didn't see the guards in front of him.
In Sanders' eyes, the fast-flying bullets seemed to move in slow motion.
With casual movements, he dodged all the bullets.
Since the guards knew Sanders possessed a Logia-type power, they had prepared seastone bullets.
So Sanders relied on his Observation Haki to avoid them.
Of course, he could have used Armament Haki or even just taken the bullets head-on, but there was no need.
Seeing that the first round of shooting had no effect, the guards prepared for a second round.
But Sanders' eyes flashed.
A wave of his Conqueror's Haki swept over the guards.
In the face of his overwhelming aura, the guards were like small boats in a vast tsunami—alone and insignificant.
More than half of the guards fell unconscious in an instant.
The few who remained stood frozen in fear, unable to move.
They wanted to pull the trigger and fight back, but they couldn't.
All they could do was watch in despair as Sanders walked closer.
After Sanders passed them, those few guards who had been holding on finally collapsed to the ground, their eyes rolling back.
Soon, Sanders reached the third level.
It seemed that the guards who had just been stationed at the passage were the ones responsible for defending the third level, as only one figure stood there now.
The person was tall, wearing the uniform of the Chief Jailer, with a hat on his head and a sword resting against both hands.
His broad-chinned face bore a wicked grin, and the cigar in his mouth released tendrils of smoke.
"Shiryu?"
Sanders raised an eyebrow, his expression becoming slightly more serious.
In all of Impel Down, only Director Magellan and Chief Jailer Shiryu were worth his attention.
"Looks like my reputation still carries weight."
"Even the famous Navy genius has heard of me."
Shiryu gripped his sword and slowly approached Sanders.
"You've killed quite a few pirates over the years," Sanders said with a slight smile.
Shiryu had long enjoyed torturing and killing prisoners, and more than a few pirates on the sixth level had met their end at his hands.
"Heh, has the Navy's former genius started sympathizing with pirates now that you've become a criminal?"
"I don't know how you escaped your cell, but it's time to go back!"
"Maybe this time, the World Government will let me execute you."
"I've killed plenty of pirates and criminals, but I've never killed a Navy officer before."
Shiryu taunted as he drew his sword, "Thunderstorm," which gleamed coldly.
A cruel grin spread across his face, his eyes filled with excitement.
"I wonder if your screams will sound even better than theirs."
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