Chapter 382: Plan B

Chapter 382: Plan B

Alan let out a sigh and said, “Looks like our plan is a no-go.”

if Bon Clay were to simply transform into the appearance of Magellan without the corresponding outfit, there was no way he could fool the soldiers. Thus, they had to abandon the transformation plan.

Bon Clay bitterly chuckled and changed his appearance once more.

Mr. 3 inquired, “Now what do we do? If we don’t act quickly, we’ll be caught.”

At this moment, the three of them were hiding near the exhaust port on the fourth floor. The area was relatively hot and thus unguarded. Meanwhile, the pirates on the third floor were causing a disturbance, and nobody had noticed that Allan and the others had slipped away to the fourth floor.

However, their actions had not gone unnoticed by the higher-ups in Impel Down. It was only a matter of time before they were discovered.

Allan pondered for a moment before saying, “Since our Magellan disguise won’t work, we’ll have to move on to Plan B.”

“What’s Plan B?” Bon Clay and Mr. 3 asked in unison.

Alan gestured for them to come closer and whispered, “I’ll draw the attention of the soldiers while the two of you rescue the imprisoned pirates and find the staircase to the fifth floor. After causing a commotion on the fourth floor, I’ll head to the fifth floor as fast as I can.”Follow the latest novels at novelhall.com

“Understood.” Mr. 3 nodded.

Bon Clay, on the other hand, was worried as he asked, “Are you sure it’s okay for you to go alone? Magellan’s office is on the fourth floor. If you go and attract the attention of the soldiers, you might run into him.”

“Magellan? I’ve been wanting to meet him for a while now,” Allan said confidently, eager for the chance to face him.

Mr. 3 chuckled, “Don’t worry, Mr. 2. The BOSS can even break through a Seastone. Have some faith in his strength.”

Domino reassured, “You don’t have to say it, Hannyabal has already taken care of it.”

Magellan confidently concluded, “Well then, no problem.”

Domino furrowed her brow, her expression grave. “This isn’t going to be easy. There was a full-blown revolt on the second and third floors. The second-floor pirates all fled to the third floor, which is now packed with at least three or four hundred of them. Suppressing them won’t be a simple task.”

After a while, Magellan emerged from the bathroom.

“Chief Magellan, are you alright?” Domino asked concern etched on her face.

“Yes, I’m much better now,” Magellan replied, taking a seat at his desk.

“Then please come with me to quell the rebellion,” Domenico requested.

Magellan, the head of Impel Down, was the most formidable presence here. With him leading the charge, those pirates wouldn’t stand a chance.

“Domino,” Magellan began, his tone serious. “You mentioned that there was a revolt on the second and third floors. But who let them out? You know that each cell is made of sea stone – it would take more than brute force to break out. There must be someone pulling the strings behind all of this.”

Domino nodded, impressed. “Chief Magellan, as usual, you see right through to the heart of the matter. There’s definitely a mastermind orchestrating this rebellion.”

Magellan signaled for Domino to continue, and she obliged, “After reviewing the security footage, it became evident that the unrest originated on the second floor of Impel Down. The initial group of prisoners to break free was housed in cell 303. Among them was a notorious Devil Fruit user by the name of Mr. 3, formerly of the Baroque Works. His ability allows him to craft a variety of tools using wax. It’s likely that all the escapees were able to flee due to Mr. 3’s power, as he likely used it to make keys and unlock their cells.

There was also a mysterious and suspicious accomplice who fled alongside the others from cell 303.”