Kuzan took a deep breath, trying to calm the shock in his heart.
Kaido's strength had left a deep impression on him, but Jin-an before him had ended the battle with even more absolute power.
He looked at Jin-an's back, his heart filled with complex emotions, including admiration and a hint of self-reproach.
The marines looked at the bottomless abyss, and the fear in their hearts was gradually replaced by a kind of invisible awe.
Jin-an's power was far beyond their imagination, and the outcome of this battle was beyond their expectations.
Kaido's fall meant that this war was gradually coming to an end, and Jin-an's strength pointed them in the direction of the future.
On this silent battlefield, Jin-an's figure stood like an insurmountable mountain in everyone's heart.
The sea breeze was still blowing, stirring up the remaining smoke and dust on the battlefield, as if drawing the curtain on this unprecedented battle.
And Jin-an's name will be forever engraved in everyone's memory along with this battle.
The marines were still rejoicing over Kaido's downfall.
Then a sigh interrupted them.
The sigh seemed to carry a heavy sense of time, echoing in everyone's ears.
"Alas, I'm too old to be of any use."
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zefa lightly landing beside Jin-an, using Moon Walk.
Although his figure was no longer as upright as when he was young, he still exuded an undeniable majesty and power.
His military uniform looked a little damaged, and there were even several cracks in the shoulders, but these marks did not conceal his calm and mountain-like aura, but instead highlighted his resilience and unyielding spirit after countless battles.
"Teacher Zefa!"
The marines stood at attention and gave a military salute in unison, their voices full of respect and admiration.
Seeing this scene, Zefa showed a gentle smile on his face, he waved his hand, his tone carrying a trace of elder's love for the younger generation:
"On the battlefield, everyone is a marine soldier, there's no need to call me teacher."
"It's just a pity that Charlotte Linlin took advantage of the chaos to escape just now..."
"You all performed very well in this battle, you make me proud."
His words were like a warm breeze, brushing over the hearts of every marine soldier, and the tension of just now was diluted by the warmth of this moment.
But Zefa's eyes quickly turned to Kaido, who was unconscious on the sea, and his eyes revealed a complex emotion, including the joy of finally catching the opponent, and also the emotion of the scene before him.
"This guy is really thick-skinned."
Zefa marveled, his tone full of emotion.
He looked at Jin-an beside him, a trace of appreciation and gratification flashed in his eyes,
"Your strength has surpassed this old guy, which is really gratifying."
Jin-an shook his head slightly, with not much complacency on his face.
Suddenly, his body trembled, his palm pressed hard against his chest, and a trace of blood溢from the corner of his mouth.
At that moment, Zefa and the other marines' expressions suddenly became tense, all the cheers and joy seemed to be frozen in an instant, and an uneasy atmosphere permeated the air.
"Were you injured when fighting Kaido?"
Zefa's voice was full of obvious concern, his eyes were like those of a hawk, staring closely at Jin-an's face, for fear of missing a trace of abnormality.
However, Jin-an slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head, and his tone was calm and no different from usual:
"I'm fine, don't worry."
His words were simple, but they revealed an unshakable confidence.
Seeing this, Zefa's brow relaxed slightly, but there was still a trace of worry in his eyes.
He knew that Jin-an would not easily show weakness, but as his teacher, he knew even more clearly that Jin-an would not show such weakness for no reason.
"This old man is well-informed, don't you kid try to be brave."
Zefa said in his hoarse but powerful voice.
Jin-an smiled slightly, without saying anything more, he knew Zefa's concern, but he also knew that he must show the posture of a strong man at this moment, especially on the battlefield, his every move would affect morale.
As he looked up into the distance, his gaze crossed the abyss on the sea and fixed on the horizon, the unfinished battle was still burning the entire battlefield, and he, as the center of this war, must stand as always.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Jin-an's physical condition.
Kuzan stepped forward and took one last worried look at him.
Then he squatted down and buckled the seastone handcuffs on Kaido's wrist.
The pair of giant palms that had once terrified countless people had now lost their former deterrent power and were ruthlessly bound in cold shackles.
As the lock clicked shut, Kaido's body shook slightly, and the fierce light that had once flickered in his eyes also dimmed.
He, one of the strongest creatures in the sea, land and air, was now a loser.
Everyone tacitly didn't say anything more, just looked at each other, and then followed Jin-an, with their bodies full of exhaustion, embarked on the road back to the G5 branch.
Along the way, the marine soldiers cast respectful gazes at them, those gazes mixed with deep admiration and excitement, as if they were watching an impossible miracle being completed.
Every pair of eyes was telling the pride and gratitude in their hearts.
Some people cheered softly, some people saluted silently, and some people couldn't help but burst into tears.
However, Jin-an, who was walking at the front, did not feel a trace of relief because of this.
His eyes were as calm as water, but deep sorrow was hidden in his eyes.
Every step he took on the ground seemed to be stepping on the blood of countless soldiers.
Although they won this battle, the heavy price still lingered in his heart.
Jin-an's eyes swept around, and the dilapidated G5 branch came into view, those once-strong buildings were now in ruins, with broken walls everywhere, and the smell of gunpowder smoke permeating the air.
The cheers and laughter of the soldiers seemed a little out of place in this ruin, as if they were celebrating a tragic victory, rather than a war full of tragedy and sacrifice.
Jin-an's fingers tightened slightly, and the wound was faintly painful, but that pain was far less than the heaviness in his heart.
Along the way, the eyes of the marine soldiers seemed to be shining, but Jin-an knew that behind this light was the blood of countless comrades, those comrades who could never return.
"They are all fighting for justice," Jin-an muttered to himself, clenching his fists involuntarily, "But is such a victory really worth it?"
But the war is not something he can decide alone.
What he was glad about was that one of the culprits who caused this war had been caught by them.
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