“So this is all it is...”
After a fierce exchange, Loki lightly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a hint of cold mockery flashing in his eyes.
He stood steadily before the Five Elders, as if his injuries were mere badges of honor from the battle, showing no sign of disarray.
He looked at the enemies before him, shrouded in anger and hatred, slightly raised his chin, and said with a bone-chilling coldness, like a frigid blade piercing their pride: "You invaders, get the hell out of Elbaf, and don't make me say it again."
The Five Elders' faces darkened, and the aura around them surged like dark clouds, their eyes faintly revealing unconcealable anger.
However, they unconsciously glanced around—the once-dominant World Government forces were now suffering heavy casualties.
“What a bunch of trash!”
The scattered soldiers were either crawling on the ground or were scattered by the force of the giant beasts, remnants of a defeated army resisting the joint offensive of the New Navy and the giant beasts, completely losing their former arrogance.
Loki glanced at them contemptuously, a sneer revealing disdain: "Look at your subordinates, the so-called 'gods' are actually leading a group of pathetic creatures clinging to life, your troops have long been shattered, and you're still dreaming of victory here?"
His words struck at the Five Elders' dignity like a heavy hammer, his words merciless, piercing their disguised "divinity."
The Five Elders' expressions were twisted, almost enraged to the point of losing control by Loki's mockery, but when they looked at the battlefield again, they had to admit the truth:
The giant beasts roared wildly, sweeping across the battlefield, the New Navy soldiers advanced steadily under the leadership of Kuma and Kuzan, and their soldiers were unable to parry, and were about to be completely annihilated.
“Shut up!”
One of the Five Elders roared, suppressing the anger in his heart, and glared at Loki unwillingly.
“We are the rulers of the world, you are just ants, and you can never shake our foundation!”
Loki smiled contemptuously, his eyes as cold as ice:
“Rulers of the world? You can't even defend your own battlefield, and you still dream of controlling the world?”
He took a step forward, his aura pressing towards the Five Elders like a mountain, every word filled with determination,
“I'm telling you, the people of this land will no longer be at your mercy!”
Loki's words seemed to ignite the will of Elbaf, and the surrounding giant beasts roared, the sound waves shaking the earth.
Elbaf, tempered by war, seemed to be burning with the flames of revenge.
As Loki's every word became more and more fiery, even the New Navy soldiers couldn't help but be inspired, their morale soared, and their combat power became even more unstoppable.
A trace of anger flashed across the faces of the Five Elders, they were unwilling to admit it, but the situation before them was irreversible.
The giant beasts' footsteps were approaching, their troops were gradually being wiped out, and every attack was like a hammer blow to their pride and authority.
Seeing this, Loki's eyes became even colder: "Elbaf doesn't welcome you."
His voice was sonorous and powerful, as if the entire Elbaf was behind him to testify, and the Five Elders looked at each other again, the expressions they barely maintained on their faces gradually collapsing.
At this time, the battlefield was full of retreating figures, the remaining soldiers of the World Government were unable to support themselves, and their eyes began to reveal despair and fear.
The "gods" they once relied on were now sinking into the mire together.
In the face of this overwhelming force, the Five Elders' majesty was being torn apart step by step, and Elbaf's victory seemed to be just around the corner.
“Kill!”
"Drive these invaders out!"
“Die!!!”
On the battlefield of Elbaf, the giant warriors swept out like a storm, their roars shaking the world.
Their tall figures galloped across the battlefield, every punch, every sweep, carried the power of destruction, smashing the World Government soldiers like weeds.
The giants' eyes burned with the flames of revenge, anger surged in their chests, and they used the weapons in their hands and their bare fists to vent their accumulated anger on the World Government soldiers.
Loki stood in the center of the battlefield, like a totem of the giants, his eyes coldly watching the surroundings, the beast herd roared and charged behind him, leaving behind piles of corpses wherever they passed.
He looked at the Five Elders opposite him, a sneer flashed across his mouth: "Your so-called gods are nothing more than this."
However, the Five Elders did not respond to this at all, their faces still as calm as a pool of stagnant water, even with a hint of mocking smile.
They stood in place, allowing the tragic slaughter on the battlefield to take place before their eyes, as if they were bystanders.
They looked at each other, their expressions indifferent with a hint of disdain, as if they didn't take these surging giants seriously.
One of the Five Elders snorted softly and said in a low voice: "These people are, after all, just some foolish people who overestimate themselves."
Another Five Elders nodded slightly, his eyes deeply looking into the distance of the battlefield: "The real power is on the way.
‘Those three’ are already on the string and will arrive soon.
At that time, this so-called 'resistance' will be in vain."
Their words carried a kind of cold and absolute confidence, as if the entire battlefield situation was under their control.
Whether it was Loki, Jin'an, or Whitebeard, these famous powerhouses were just pawns struggling in vain before their death in their eyes.
Another Five Elders slightly raised his head, looking at Loki, Jin'an, Whitebeard and the others who were leading the soldiers to fight bravely not far away, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a cold contempt:
“Foolish giants, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
They still think they can change something, ridiculous."
He snorted coldly in a low voice, his eyes like a cold abyss, emitting a kind of disdain and absolute superiority.
The wind roared on the battlefield, the giants wielded huge weapons, shattering the ground, almost pushing the World Government soldiers to the brink of collapse.
However, the Five Elders' eyes were always cold and indifferent, as if no matter how turbulent these powerful enemies were, they could not shake them in the slightest.
Because they knew that the other party's attacks would not affect them at all, their plan had not yet begun.
Loki looked at the expressionless faces opposite him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, his fists clenched, and anger boiled in his body like a volcano.
He said in a deep voice, his voice filled with suppressed anger: "You are really arrogant to the extreme, ignoring everything on this land."
And Jin'an stood aside, coldly scanning the Five Elders, noticing that they seemed not to care about the changes in the battle situation, a trace of doubt gradually appeared in his eyes.
His heart sank, and his intuition told him that the Five Elders still had a backup plan.
However, at this time, he had no way of knowing how powerful the so-called reinforcements were, but this strong premonition made him even more vigilant.
The Five Elders looked at each other and smiled faintly, as if the entire battle situation was under their control.
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