The dragons flickered and vanished as the strongest man in the prison turned on his heel and sprinted toward the nearest lavatory, leaving the terrified prisoners in a silent, confused wake of poisonous fog. Even the greatest legends had their weaknesses.
He raised an arm, and three massive, liquid-purple dragons rose from his back, hissing with the sound of corrosive acid. This was the power of the Doku Doku no Mi . In this sunless tomb, Magellan wasn't just a warden; he was a god of rot.
"Don't touch the floor," Magellan warned the others, his eyes narrowed. "The toxins are heavy today." (Dub) 425 : The Strongest Man in the Prison! Po...
The air in Level 4 of Impel Down didn’t just smell like smoke; it smelled like scorched hope. The "Blazing Hell" lived up to its name, with heat so intense it could peel paint off a ship’s hull, but today, the prisoners weren't looking at the flames. They were looking at the massive, steel-reinforced doors of the Warden’s office. A heavy, rhythmic thud-squelch echoed through the corridor.
"You’re making a lot of noise for men who are already forgotten by the world," Magellan rumbled. His voice was deep, bubbling like a boiling cauldron. The dragons flickered and vanished as the strongest
A rookie prisoner, foolish and desperate, lunged forward with a makeshift shiv. "I’m getting out of here! I don't care if you're—"
Magellan didn't even break his stride. He simply exhaled. A thick, purple mist—the Hydra’s Breath —drifted from his nostrils. The moment the vapor touched the prisoner’s skin, the man collapsed, his body breaking out in agonizing, neon-violet rashes. This was the power of the Doku Doku no Mi
"He’s coming," whispered a pirate, his voice cracking from dehydration. "The Poison Man."