The jailers, however, looked as if they had just seen their savior.
Every single one of them wore expressions of wild joy!
Hannyabal even jumped up on the spot.
Cold sweat? Panic?
Gone in an instant!
That’s right—the figure now gradually coming into view was none other than Magellan, his body oozing poisonous gas and dripping with thick purple liquid!
"Ahahahaha! Warden is here!"
Hannyabal shouted before imdiately darting away from the battlefield.
This place was about to beco a toxic wasteland!
The others weren’t stupid either.
They all knew exactly what their boss was capable of.
A man whose re farts could kill you on the spot.
Staying anywhere near him would be idiotic.
And the mont Buggy and Mr. 3 actually laid eyes on Magellan, it was as if they’d been hit by a Negative Hollow.
*Thud!*
They dropped to their knees.
"We’re dood."
"Yeah. It’s over."
anwhile, Magellan, having just arrived, took one look at the situation and imdiately grasped what was happening.
His gaze settled on Vir, who stood there with an utterly indifferent expression.
"Kid, you’ve got so sense. If you’d attacked them, you wouldn’t be getting any antidote later."
"So now, you’ve got two choices. Either put on the Seastone cuffs and co quietly... or get poisoned and dragged away."
Magellan’s face darkened.
This was his prison.
Vir just waltzing in like this pissed him off.
But Vir’s response?
A look of sheer disdain.
Poison?
What a joke.
In just this short ti, Vir had already analyzed the composition of Magellan’s toxins simply from the poisonous gas lingering in the air.
And more importantly—he already knew how to counteract it.
The poison was impressive.
Extrely potent.
Even soone like Whitebeard wouldn’t be immune once infected.
But the antidote?
Simple.
At least, in Vir’s eyes, it was.
His dical kit already contained a redy with a similar base composition.
All he needed was a sample of Magellan’s venom and two additional ingredients to neutralize the toxin completely.
Right now, breathing in the poison wouldn’t cause imdiate harm.
But prolonged exposure would inevitably lead to severe side effects.
Even he wouldn’t be exempt.
"If you think you can do it, then go ahead and try."
Vir’s dismissive tone successfully ignited Magellan’s fury.
No one had ever dared to belittle his poison before.
This guy actually had the gall to look down on him?
Fine.
If that’s how it was, then there was no need to hold back!
"You’re the first bastard to act this arrogant in my prison." Magellan said.
"I’ll show you just how much your ignorance is going to cost you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, three grotesque, serpentine dragon heads erupted from his back.
Their deep purple hue and the noxious fus rising from them made it clear—this was not an attack to be taken lightly.
"Hydra!"
The three venomous dragons surged forward with terrifying speed, their range leaving no room for evasion.
In this confined space, Magellan was like a god.
This was his signature move.
In the original tiline, it had taken down Luffy, Ivankov, and even the entire Blackbeard Pirates.
All of them had fallen to this single attack.
The fact that Magellan led with it now showed just how wary he was of Vir.
But soon, that wariness turned into glee.
Under Buggy’s horrified gaze, Vir didn’t move an inch.
He just stood there—letting the venomous dragons sink their fangs into him.
Buggy’s jaw dropped.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS GUY?! HE’S JUST STANDING THERE?! HE’S DEAD! HE’S DEAD FOR SURE! HE THINKS HE CAN TANK MAGELLAN’S POISON?!"
Buggy was so shocked his body split apart in panic.
He was about to lose it.
While Buggy was freaking out, the jailers were practically rolling on the floor laughing.
Hannyabal even perford a two-ter vertical leap in excitent.
The rest of them collectively exhaled in relief.
"Ahahaha! This dumbass actually tried to tank Magellan’s poison! Talk about overestimating yourself!"
Hannyabal was ecstatic.
Even Domino let out a sigh of relief.
This was it. No more problems now.
Magellan himself was a little caught off guard.
He’d expected a tough fight against a guy worth 1.9 billion berries.
But instead... this happened.
Watching as Vir’s complexion began to pale, Magellan prepared to deliver his victory speech.
"Kid, it’s over—"
His gloating was cut short.
Because Vir, right before his eyes, suddenly pulled out a small vial from his dical kit.
After tossing in two unknown ingredients, the man then scraped so of the venom off his own chest and dripped it into the mixture.
The mont the venom touched the liquid, a small crimson mushroom cloud erupted, briefly dyeing the area in a vivid red haze.
Then—Vir downed the entire thing in one gulp.
The entire room fell silent in disbelief.
"That guy... didn’t just make an antidote, did he?" Hannyabal muttered, unsure.
"I... guess so?" Domino replied, sweatdropping.
There was no way an antidote could be made that easily.
This guy... was ssing with them, right?
Back then, even with a top-tier dical team working alongside Magellan, it had taken two whole years to develop an antidote for his venom.
And this guy just whipped one up mid-battle?
What kind of joke was this?!
Magellan outright laughed.
"Fufufufufu! You actually tried to make an antidote?!"
This was the first ti he’d ever seen soone get hit by his poison and imdiately start brewing a counteragent.
What was this?
A last-ditch effort?
Even Buggy couldn’t bear to watch.
What the hell is this?!
So kind of cody act?!
"We’re cooked. Absolutely cooked."
"Kid, you should be collapsing any second now. The venom’s already—"
Once again, Magellan’s words were interrupted.
A blinding flash of light suddenly erupted from Vir’s body.
When the glare faded, every trace of poison had vanished—completely vaporized by crackling electricity.
Magellan’s eyes narrowed.
Sothing was wrong.
Because Vir’s skin, which had been turning purple from the toxin, was rapidly returning to normal.
The sight made Magellan’s eyes bulge.
"NANI?!!"
He couldn’t help but scream in shock.
What just happened?!
This guy actually neutralized his poison?
In three seconds?!
He just mixed that shit on the spot!
What a monster!
It took two years to develop an antidote for his poison!
How could this guy just... do that?!
What was Magellan supposed to do now?!
And it wasn’t just him.
The mont the jailers realized Vir’s slapdash antidote actually worked, their minds were blown.
A chill shot straight up their spines.
What kind of freak just sniffs the air and whips up an antidote?!
Even if he was a doctor, this was way too much!
That’s just cheating!
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