HxH: God of Choice System

Chapter 390: Conqueror's Haki

(T/N: I was wrong about the guard captain on the second floor, it wasn’t Saldeath.)

As Allan and his group were on their way to the stairs leading to the fifth floor, they encountered a group of Marines in a corridor on the fourth floor. The leader of the group was a very short person.

“huh, a little kid?” commented Allan and his companions.

“I am Saldeath, the chief jailer,” the young man continued.

Mr. 2, standing next to Allan, waved his hand dismissively and said, “Hey, small fry, get out of our way. We don’t have time to waste here.”

“Damn it, don’t call me small fry!” Saldeath retorted angrily.

Although he did not like being referred to as short, the truth was that Saldeath was indeed small, and he could not argue with that fact. This made him all the easier to provoke.

Allan and his companions did not take Saldeath seriously at all, as he appeared to be no threat to them.

“Get out of the way, small fry, or we won’t be so friendly anymore,” Mr.2 said with a menacing expression, which, to be honest, was rather comical.

Immediately, Saldeath ordered a group of jailers behind him to attack Allan and his group.

“You guys go and grab all four of them. I’ll teach them a lesson!” Saldeath said.

“Yes, sir!” the group of Marines replied in unison.

About twenty Marines charged at Allan and his group, but this small number of soldiers was not enough to intimidate Allan and his companions.

“Let me handle this,” Mr.1 said, as he transformed his hands into sharp blades.

“No, you guys step back. I’ll handle this.” Allan extended his arm to stop Mr. 1, who was preparing to attack. The reason was simple: Allan knew that as an assassin, once Mr. 1 struck, blood would be spilled, and he would not spare these Marines. But Allan didn’t want to see these soldiers killed, after all, they were not all bad people.

Mr. 1, who was about to strike, could only step back a few meters with Mr. 2 and Mr. 3 as Allan unleashed an immense pressure from his body. The charging Marines were instantly overwhelmed and fell to the ground, unconscious.

“How…how is this possible?” Saldeath, the chief warden responsible for commanding the troops from behind, was dumbfounded, wearing an expression of disbelief. With his experience, he naturally had no idea that Allan was using Haoshoku Haki. But he couldn’t be blamed for his lack of knowledge, after all, Haoshoku Haki was not something that ordinary people could master. Only one in a million people possessed such talent.

Therefore, Saldeath was also seeing Haoshoku Haki for the first time. “Let’s go. We’re leaving.” Allan took Mr. 1 and the others and directly bypassed Saldeath, not even bothering to give him a second glance.

After witnessing the display of Allan’s Haki, Saldeath was left dumbfounded, frozen in place, and unable to stop them. He was completely intimidated by Allan’s Conqueror’s Haki, and the fear rendered him incapable of attacking them.

On their way to the fifth level, Bon Clay was curious and asked, “Allan, what kind of power did you use just now? You made all the marines lose consciousness in an instant.”

Mr. 3 was also amazed and still shaken by the experience. “It was incredible. Even we standing behind were affected. What was that exactly?”

Mr. 1, Daz Bones, looked at Allan with a serious expression and said, “If I’m not mistaken, you just used Conqueror’s Haki, right?”

“Yes, that’s right,” Allan confirmed with a nod.

Mr. 1 continued, “I heard that only those with the potential to become kings can possess this type of Haki. It’s a force that can create a pressure that overwhelms and knocks people unconscious. I can’t believe you possess this kind of power. This means that you’re one of those people who have the potential to become a king.”

Allan smiled and replied, “It’s not as mystical as you make it sound.”

Mr. 1 said, “Even President Crocodile doesn’t have this kind of Haki, which just shows how amazing you are.”

As they spoke, they arrived at the staircase leading to the fifth level, but it was already blocked by a large group of prison guards and beasts.

Though these guards and beasts were just ordinary ones and not as powerful as the four they had faced before, their sheer numbers were daunting, with dozens of them blocking the way.

“It looks like we have to take care of these guys before we can get to the fifth level,” frowns Bon Clay.

“I can’t wait to leave this hellhole of a fourth level,” complains Mr. 3. “As a wax man, I can’t stand this scorching heat.”

“You think you’re the only one suffering?” retorts Mr. 1, Daz Bones, in a deep voice. “I was imprisoned on this fourth level, and I was constantly tormented by the searing heat every moment of every day. If there’s anyone who wants to leave this level the most, it’s me.”

“Then it’s your turn this time,” said Allan.

“Very well, leave it to us,” replies Mr. 2, Bon Clay, showing his willingness to fight.

Mr. 1, Mr. 2, and Mr. 3 charge towards the guards and beasts engaging them in a fierce battle. Allan stood back, taking the opportunity to regain his strength and prepare for the fight to come. He remains vigilant for any sign of other marines, as Impel Down is their territory, and they could appear at any moment.