HxH: God Of Choice System - HXH: G.O.C.S Chapter 381: Blazing Hell

Allan nodded his head in agreement, “Daz Bones is Baroque work’s top underling and is extremely powerful. If we can bring him over to our side, it’ll significantly boost our fighting capabilities.”

With that in mind, Allan declared, “In that case, let’s head to the fourth floor now.”

Bon Clay chimed in, “I know the way to the fourth floor. Follow me.”

Mr. 3 inquired, “Boss, should we gather all the pirates together?”

Allan shook his head, “No need. The fourth floor’s environment isn’t suitable for ordinary pirates. It’s just the three of us this time.”

In reality, Allan wanted the pirates to stay on the third floor to create a distraction, thereby dispersing the soldiers’ attention.

As they journeyed to the fourth floor, Allan asked Bon Clay out of curiosity, “Mr. 2, how did you end up getting locked up here?”

Bon Clay proceeded to narrate the events that led to his imprisonment. It turned out that as a member of the Baroque Works, he had engaged in a fierce battle against the Blackfoot, Sanji, and the Straw Hat pirates in Alabasta. Despite his transformations into Nami repeatedly putting Blackfoot in a tough spot, he was eventually defeated.”

Afterward, when the Straw Hat pirates fled from Alabasta, Bon Clay was moved by their friendship declaration and, while protecting their escape, was captured by the Marines. He was sent to Impel Down and was subsequently imprisoned in the Starvation Hell, the third floor of Impel Down.

Not long after, Bon Clay led the group to the middle of the third floor of Impel Down. Allan asked, curious about their destination.
“What are we doing here?”
“There’s an exhaust port here that connects to the fourth floor,” Bon Clay explained. “We can enter through it.”
Allan followed Bon Clay’s finger and saw the exhaust port, which was releasing a stream of hot air. He frowned.
“The hot air coming out of this exhaust port must be from the fourth floor. No wonder it’s so hot on the third floor.”
Bon Clay nodded. “There are several exhaust ports like this, this is just one of them.”
Mr. 3 looked nervous. “Do we really have to go through this creepy place?”
“It’s the quickest and most convenient way to enter the fourth floor,” Bon Clay replied.
Alan nodded. “Then let’s go through the exhaust port.”
But Bon Clay warned them, “Be careful when you enter. The fourth floor of Impel Down is known as the Blazing Hell. The entire floor is extremely hot, like a giant iron pot filled with boiling Lava and a sea of fire. If you don’t land in the right place, it won’t be just a simple burn.”
“Got it,” Allan said.
Mr. 3 added, “Just to be safe, I’ll create some armor.” He used his fruit ability to create candle armor for himself, which provided high defense but would not protect him against the high temperature and could hinder his movement.

As the heat became too much for Mr. 3 to bear, he was forced to abandon his armor.

“Alright,” Allan announced, “let’s go in.” He led the way into the exhaust port, with Bon Clay close behind. After some hesitation, Mr3 mustered up the courage to join them.

The fourth floor of the city was a scorching inferno, the heat emanating from every inch like flames licking at their skin. Despite the challenges, the trio made their way through the exhaust port and into the fourth level.

This floor, as Bon Clay had warned, was unbearably hot, like being trapped in a furnace. The pirates imprisoned here were subjected to constant torture, their bodies and wills tested by the unrelenting heat. It was a true Blazing hell, and only those with great willpower could hope to survive its trials.

Those imprisoned on the fourth floor were some of the strongest pirates around, with bounties of over 50 million. They were able to withstand the brutal conditions, but even they would be pushed to their limits.

“We must hurry,” Bon Clay urged. “Magellan’s office is on this floor.”

Allan’s eyes narrowed at the mention of the infamous warden’s name. He had long wanted to meet the man but now was not the time. Their mission was to rescue the pirates on this floor and stir up as much chaos as possible.

As Allan considered his options, an idea struck him.

“Bon Clay, do your abilities allow you to mimic the appearance of other people?” he inquired.

Bon Clay shot him a quizzical look but didn’t question how Allan knew of his powers. Instead, he simply nodded, “Yes, I have the power of the Imitation Devil Fruit.

“Well then, why don’t you transform into Magellan and order the soldiers to release all the pirates from their cells? Just come up with a believable excuse,” Allan suggested.

Bon Clay nodded in agreement, “That’s a great plan. My Imitation Fruit not only allows me to perfectly mimic someone’s appearance but also their voice. Even if the marines are suspicious, they won’t suspect that I am a fake Magellan.”

And so, Bon Clay transformed into a spot-on imitation of Magellan.
But as he did so, he couldn’t help but grimace. “There’s just one problem,” he said with a wry smile.

“The clothes?” Allan guessed.

Bon Clay sighed in frustration. “The issue is with the clothes. I can transform into the appearance of other people, but I can’t change what I’m wearing. It’s not like I can just become Magellan without his signature outfit and expect to pass as the real deal. I’ll be flagged as a suspicious character in an instant.”

“That is a bit of a problem,” Allan remarked, frowning in thought.
At present, Bon Clay had successfully taken on the appearance of Magellan, but he was still clad in his prisoner’s garb.

It was unlikely that the Warden chief of Impel Down would be seen in such attire.

If Bon Clay were to try and impersonate Magellan while dressed like this, it would be obvious to even the most dimwitted of Marine officers that something was amiss.

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