Jin was already nearing exhaustion, the pain in his body gnawing at his every nerve like a wild beast.
Each step felt like treading on a blade, blood constantly flowing from countless wounds, staining the ground around him red.
His breathing grew more and more rapid, each breath feeling like it was scorching his lungs.
"Looks like I overdid it..."
He muttered to himself, his voice hoarse and barely audible.
He truly hadn't expected Im to directly intervene in this situation.
When Fisher Tiger liberated the slaves, the Five Elders didn't act; but when it came to him, these shameless people all came out.
He was suffering inwardly...
His vision began to blur, the surrounding scenery becoming distorted and unclear.
He tried to focus his mind, attempting to find an escape route, but the pain was already on the verge of overwhelming his reason.
His hand gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force.
Each heartbeat seemed to remind him that time was running out.
Jin gasped for air, but it felt like he was inhaling scorching flames, each breath bringing intense pain.
His chest heaved violently, sweat sliding down his cheeks from his forehead and dripping onto the ground.
The sound of footsteps behind him grew closer, forcing him to continue forward.
"I can't fall, I absolutely can't fall..."
He repeated this sentence in his mind, trying to suppress the pain in his body with willpower.
He knew that once he fell, he would never have another chance to stand up.
The surrounding environment became increasingly blurred in his eyes, as if shrouded in a thick fog.
He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to continue forward.
Each step felt like crossing an abyss, each lift of his leg requiring all his strength.
Suddenly, his knees buckled, and he almost fell to the ground.
But he endured the pain, using his sword to support his body, barely managing to stand firm.
Fresh blood dripped down the hilt of the sword, making a ticking sound, in sync with the rhythm of his heartbeat.
In the end, the long sword supporting his body gave way.
The tip of the sword pierced the ground, making a crisp metallic clanging sound, then leaned weakly and slid to the ground.
Jin's body lost its last support, his entire body as if all its strength had been drained, and he fell heavily to the ground.
"Thud!"
His body made a dull sound upon contact with the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Jin's eyes went dark, his consciousness rapidly disappearing as if falling into a bottomless abyss.
The surrounding noise gradually faded away, replaced by an endless darkness and silence.
His breathing became weak and intermittent, the rise and fall of his chest gradually slowing down.
The cold sweat on his forehead flowed down his cheeks, gathering on the ground and mixing with the bloodstains, forming mottled marks.
The hand that had been gripping the hilt of the sword now lay limp, the fingertips trembling slightly, showing his last struggle.
Jin's face was tense, his brow furrowed, as if he was still enduring great pain.
The surrounding air seemed to become heavy, and the entire Sabaody Archipelago seemed particularly quiet at this moment.
Those who were chasing him gradually approached, but Jin could no longer perceive their presence.
His consciousness had completely sunk into darkness, losing all perception of the outside world.
However, even in his unconsciousness, Jin's heart was still beating stubbornly.
Each beat was like a declaration of his vitality, weak as it was, yet still full of tenacity and unyielding spirit.
The surrounding environment became blurred and distant in his unconsciousness, with only that darkness still enveloping him.
......
The group that was chasing suddenly showed joy on their faces. They simultaneously sensed that the mysterious person's running figure had stopped.
The tension in their hearts eased slightly for a moment, but then they became more vigilant.
"He's stopped. His injuries are probably overwhelming him."
Jaygarcia Saturn said in a low voice, a smug sneer on his face.
However, he did not relax his vigilance because of this, but instead advanced more cautiously.
"Be careful. This guy was able to escape from Im-sama's hands, so his strength is definitely extraordinary."
Shepherd Ju Peter warned, his eyes sharply scanning the surroundings, ready to respond to possible surprise attacks at any time.
The members of the God's Knights were also the same. Each of them maintained a high level of alert, gripping the weapons in their hands tightly, and fully activating their Kenbunshoku Haki, trying to capture even the slightest disturbance.
"He can be proud of himself for lasting this long."
A member of the God's Knights said in a low voice, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.
They gradually approached Jin's location, their steps becoming more and more cautious.
Everyone's heartbeat was accelerating, as if they could hear the vibration coming from their chest.
The leaves rustled in the breeze, as if foreshadowing the upcoming duel.
Jaygarcia Saturn stepped forward, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"It seems his luck has run out."
"Don't be careless. This guy was able to escape from Im-sama's hands, so we must not let our guard down."
Topman Warcury said sternly, a hint of sinister intent in his eyes.
They had made all the preparations to ensure that Jin would not have any chance to escape this time.
The distance between the group and the mysterious person continued to shorten, and the air was filled with tension and oppression.
Their steps were light and swift, each step taken carefully, for fear of causing any noise from stepping on twigs or fallen leaves that might expose their position.
Jaygarcia Saturn walked in the front, his eyes as sharp as knives, constantly scanning the surroundings.
The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, seemingly ready to be unsheathed at any moment.
Although his breathing was steady, the tension in his heart could not be concealed.
With each step, he carefully stepped on the ground, avoiding stepping on any branches or fallen leaves that might make a sound and expose their position.
"Stay vigilant. He may still have some tricks up his sleeve."
Jaygarcia Saturn reminded in a low voice, his voice cold and firm.
The other Five Elders and members of the God's Knights followed closely behind, their eyes as sharp as hawks, not letting go of any corner.
Everyone was highly focused, their weapons ready to strike at any time.
The only sounds were the wind and each other's breathing, as if even nature was holding its breath for this tense pursuit.
As the distance narrowed, they could more clearly feel the other party's aura, a presence that was extremely weak yet still tenacious.
Jin's figure was faintly visible, lying on the ground, his wounds still bleeding.
"Not far ahead, that's him."
One of the knights said in a low voice, with a hint of excitement and tension in his tone.
Jaygarcia Saturn nodded slightly, signaling everyone to remain silent.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and continued to approach.
Each of his steps was filled with killing intent, a cold light in his eyes.
"Falling into our hands, your good days are over."
Good days where you can't beg for life or death.
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