Pirates: At the top of the game, Demon God Barrett

The heavy iron door was pushed open, and Barrett walked into the cell, and at a glance he saw the green pheasant sitting cross-legged on the wooden bed.

The green pheasant wears heavy sea lou stone chains and shackles on his hands and feet.

One end of the chain, attached to the wall of the cell.

"How's it going?" Kuzan.

Barrett said casually, in a tone like he was chatting with an old friend.

Kuzan looked up at him, and there was not much resentment in his eyes, but he said lightly: "It's not bad, the environment here is much better than the other side of the city."

"Hahaha, that's for sure. The environment of infinite hell is simply not human. Sometimes I think to myself, it's really lucky not to die in that ghost place. "

The pheasant's cell is a single room.

The room is not big, about twenty square meters.

Where the chains are connected against the wall, a solid wooden bed is placed.

There were futon pillows on the bed.

On the bedside table next to it, there was also a newspaper.

On the other side, against the wall, there is also a toilet and a washstand.

The prisoners here have two meals a day, and special people bring them.

In addition to the hollow passage for Barrett's ability to perform, there are also spiral stairs for others to walk inside the giant pillar that connects the Sky Platform and the Demon God Mountain.

Kuzan wasn't wrong.

The prison treatment here can indeed be regarded as quite good compared to advancing the city.

Barrett didn't torture them every day, as the prisoners had expected.

"You're not just here to ask me that kind of question, are you? You're not the kind of person who cares about the treatment of prisoners.

Kuzan watched as Barrett leaned across from him and sat down.

The cell space was too small, and some could not fit Barrett's exaggerated size.

"I have encountered some bottlenecks in strength, and I want to come to you to inquire."

Barrett tossed the bottle of wine he was holding, and Kuzan caught it and glanced at the label on the bottle.

"JEREZ, Shirley."

Kuzan looked at the bottle of wine and was speechless for a long time.

After a long while, he slowly raised his head and looked deeply at Barrett on the other side.

"This is Zepharaosha's favorite wine, do you even know this? I really can't see through you more and more now, Barrett.

He shook his head, opened the cap, and took a sip.

Closing his eyes and feeling the liquor running down his throat, Kuzan let out a long breath.

"This is the first time I have encountered that the enemy has come to ask me about breaking through the bottleneck of strength. Say, what do you want to ask? For the sake of this bottle, I can be an audience. However, there is no guarantee that our questions will be answered.

Barrett also unscrewed the five-hundred-milliliter bottle of sherry.

The bottle of wine seemed so small in his overly large palm, not even the size of his little finger.

Barrett did not rush to say his own problem, but looked at the newspaper next to the bed and said:

"Yesterday at noon, BigMom was publicly executed by the Navy, you know?"

Barrett did not deliberately suppress his voice, and as soon as he said this, the huge cell area could be heard.

Before Kuzan could respond, an incredulous exclamation came from the other rooms.

"What? BigMom was publicly executed and killed by the Navy? Hey, really fake? This kind of thing, how to think about it is too exaggerated, right? Is the Navy now so strong? Ahem!

An old and hoarse voice sounded with a startled exclamation.

It was issued by Ivankov, who had an excessive wear and tear out of life, already aged like an eighty-year-old man.

He should have died in Chambord.

But Barrett felt that keeping Ivankov might make a deal with the revolutionary army.

So let Blake use the way of blood exchange, with his own blood, to hang this guy's old life.

If nothing else, Ivankov was able to bring Luffy, who should have died, back to life, and he really deserved the title of "Miracle Man".

Ivankov and Hannibal, they did not receive such treatment from Kuzan, there were no newspapers to read.

So now when I heard this groundbreaking news, I was shocked beyond words.

As for Wang Zhi, who was locked up next door to Kuzan.

This guy had his limbs cut off, his tongue shattered, he became a personal stick, and even his life was sustained by Black's medical device, where else could he say anything?

Kuzan didn't show much surprise, and I don't know if he was numb.

He read the latest newspaper and also learned the news that the Aunt Pirates were defeated by the Red Dog and Karp, and Aunt was captured by the Navy.

Perhaps, he had already guessed that the Navy would execute Aunt.

Seeing that Kuzan did not speak, Barrett chuckled and drank the bottle of wine.

"It was Chi Inu who personally killed Bigmom on the execution table, speaking of which, that guy's behavior is really an appetite for me."

Saying that, Barrett told the live broadcast that happened yesterday like a story.

"Kuzan, it seems that the red dog is more suitable than you to be the marshal of the navy of this era." This era of violent movement needs a violent naval marshal to calm down. Though....... I don't think he will succeed. Once

again, Kuzan fell silent and did not speak.

"Forget it, it's really boring to chat with you, Kuzan. Let's cut straight to the point, on how to break through the bottleneck of strength, I want to see what different views I have as an admiral.

Barrett said seriously.

"You killed a admiral head-on, cut off one of my arms, repelled Borusalino, and killed Tygus the Silver Axe. Already with such a strong strength, don't you still feel satisfied?

Kuzan glanced Barrett up and down, and found that he hadn't seen it for a while, and Barrett's size had enlarged a large circle.

The power exuding from his body was thicker than when he was in the waters of Forgotten Island.

Hear Kuzan's cold voice.

Ivankov, Hannibal and others, who were still muttering because of the death of their aunt, instantly fell silent.

It was like someone suddenly choking my throat.

"Satisfied?"

The corners of Barrett's mouth opened and he stretched out his huge palm.

"My current strength can at most be comparable to those legendary powerhouses at their peak, and it is far from the level of completely crushing them. And I heard an old guy say that a few decades ago, there was such a man of the D race, who broke the triple limits of flesh, domineering, fruit ability, and strength, and rose to an unprecedented level. In order to defeat the man, Karp and Roger teamed up, the golden lion and whitebeard and others backstabbed, and the world government dispatched hidden hole cards.

"That man is the only king of the world who can be above One Piece..."

"In the eyes of that old guy who has always been arrogant, the power of Lokes is the absolute single strongest, even if it faces several peak legends at the same time, it can be suppressed strongly."

"Although my current strength is good, there is still a big gap from that level."