With a blank expression, Jin An dragged Blackbeard's body step by step towards the entrance of Impel Down.
His hand gripped Blackbeard's ankle tightly, and Blackbeard's massive body was dragged along the ground, leaving a long trail of blood, like a dead dog, with no room for resistance.
Although Blackbeard's face was covered with scars and blood, and had been severely damaged beyond recognition, Jin An could still feel that his vitality was terrifyingly tenacious—even with such serious injuries, Blackbeard was still alive, breathing weakly but not completely dead.
The atmosphere at the entrance of Impel Down was heavy.
As Jin An's iron tower-like figure gradually approached, the guards' eyes were filled with reverence and admiration.
A guard hurried forward and said respectfully, "Topman Warcury of the Five Elders has arrived and needs to confirm Blackbeard's condition."
His voice was a little nervous, as if he felt the pressure of the Five Elders in this oppressive atmosphere, but more than that, he was in awe of Jin An.
Jin An looked up at the guard, then at Blackbeard, who was being dragged on the ground, a trace of impatience and disgust in his eyes.
He casually threw Blackbeard's body aside, and Blackbeard fell heavily to the ground like garbage, making a muffled sound.
Jin An frowned slightly and snorted coldly, his heart full of irritability.
"These old geezers," Jin An muttered to himself, his tone filled with suppressed anger.
He complained in a low voice, "I still have to clean up their mistakes, and they might even find fault with me."
His eyes were cold, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the faces of the Five Elders appeared in his mind—those ancient and cunning old guys, always sitting at the peak of power, directing everything, but never bearing the real consequences.
And now, the important task of suppressing Blackbeard still fell on Jin An's shoulders.
Jin An's heart was full of disgust and weariness towards the Five Elders.
He knew that although this suppression of Blackbeard would eventually win him honor, the Five Elders would not make it easy for him.
These insidious old foxes, behind them, there was also the mysterious Im, who controlled the darkest secrets of the World Government.
Jin An recalled the danger he faced last time against Im, and a chill spread through his heart.
He almost lost his life that time, and the suffocating feeling still lingered in his memory.
"I really hate these old guys more and more," Jin An muttered to himself, a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.
He knew that he was just a pawn in this big game, and those who controlled the chessboard were far more dangerous than Blackbeard.
Despite this, Jin An still straightened his back and continued to walk forward.
Whether it was the Five Elders or Im, he never felt fear in his heart.
On the contrary, he knew that he would continue to become stronger in this cruel game, until one day, he completely broke this invisible shackle.
And today, he was about to take that important step.
The guards watched Jin An in awe, his tall figure appearing incomparably majestic in the sunlight.
Even in the face of the world's most powerful enemies, Jin An remained firm, cold and powerful.
In their hearts, Jin An was no longer just a Marine Admiral, but a symbol of strength and determination.
......
At the port of Impel Down, there was a faint sense of oppression in the air.
The sea breeze gently blew, but it could not dispel the invisible pressure of power.
Topman Warcury slowly walked down the magnificent and solemn World Government ship, his robe fluttering gently with his steps.
Every step he took seemed to be stepping on everyone's hearts, so heavy that it was suffocating, which was the most direct experience of the ultimate power.
He frowned slightly, his eyes coldly sweeping over the people who came to greet him, and he felt a faint displeasure in his heart.
This Impel Down had lost its former majesty, and now it looked like a mess.
"Where is Magellan?" he asked in a deep voice, with obvious dissatisfaction in his tone, "Why haven't I seen him?"
The guards were all nervous, afraid of neglecting this Celestial Dragon from the Holy Land.
An elderly guard hurried forward, lowered his head, and said respectfully with a bit of panic: "Warden Magellan's injuries are too serious and he is currently in a coma. He was unable to come and greet you. Please forgive him, Topman Warcury."
Hearing this, Topman Warcury's frown eased slightly, but the displeasure on his face had not completely disappeared.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze as sharp as a knife, and said coldly: "I heard that Jin An suppressed the rebellion here. Where is he?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a heavy footstep came from a distance.
Everyone couldn't help but look towards the source of the sound—they saw Jin An carrying Blackbeard's body, slowly walking out of the shadows of Impel Down.
His Marine Admiral uniform gleamed in the sunlight, and no emotional fluctuations could be seen on his cold face, as if he was still calm and composed after experiencing a great battle.
"Bang!"
Jin An threw his hand away, and Blackbeard was thrown in front of Topman Warcury like a pile of mud, without any mercy.
Blackbeard's body was covered in wounds and bloodstained, and he didn't even have the strength to scream, just weakly paralyzed there.
"Isn't this Topman Warcury? A rare guest, it's rare to see you come out of Mary Geoise."
Jin An stood still, his tone carrying a hint of playful sarcasm, and the yin and yang in his voice sounded particularly harsh in this heavy atmosphere.
He couldn't stand an old thing that acted like he was the best in the world and looked down on people without doing anything.
Topman Warcury's face instantly darkened, his eyes filled with chilling intent.
He was the high and mighty Five Elders, how could he allow a Marine Admiral to be so presumptuous?
He looked at Jin An coldly, his tone icy and with a hint of threat: "Don't be glib with me, do your job!"
Jin An smiled slightly, not backing down, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly but tit-for-tat: "Isn't my job to clean up your messes? Here, my 'results' are still in front of you."
He gently pointed his chin at Blackbeard, who was dying on the ground, and the disdain in his tone made everyone present feel a chill.
Topman Warcury's face became even more gloomy. He raised his chin slightly and looked down at Jin An, as if examining a disobedient dog.
His tone was full of the arrogance and unquestionableness unique to those in power: "You are not qualified to comment on what we do, know your place."
Jin An narrowed his eyes slightly, the faint smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
His voice was still calm, but the irony in it was undisguised: "Yes, yes, yes, Lord Five Elders is right. Then I won't take care of these 'cleaning up messes' things in the future, okay?"
A tense atmosphere of tension filled the air, as if an irreparable conflict would break out in the next second.
In the confrontation between Jin An and Topman Warcury, there was a faint silent contest, both with their own pride and persistence, and neither was willing to give in half a step in this invisible struggle.
Everyone present held their breath, for fear of being affected by this pressure.
They knew that the two people in front of them were both important figures.
One is the representative of the Celestial Dragons, with high status and power; the other is the Marine Admiral, with great strength.
Any conflict could lead to unpredictable consequences.
"Admiral Jin An and Topman Warcury..."
Someone murmured in a low voice, their voice full of unease.
The two figures at the peak of strength and power were now at odds, as if a storm was coming.
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