Loki gripped his battle axe, black flames erupting once more, and slammed it fiercely towards Imu, carrying the fury of hell.
He roared, "If you die, don't blame me for laughing at you in hell!"
However, Jin-An's figure had already plunged into the dark storm.
He didn't turn back, didn't hear the shouts behind him, his entire focus was on Imu ahead.
His body felt like it was being torn apart by the storm, silver scales rapidly repairing themselves in the violent currents.
Each time he swung his longsword, he tore open a rift in the storm, as if using his own strength to force a path.
"Come on!"
Jin-An roared, his voice filled with indomitable will,
"Today is not the day you control the ending!"
Imu's gaze shifted slightly.
She had thought these rebels were already in despair, but Jin-An's madness made her feel a trace of unease for the first time.
She snorted coldly, the dark energy in her palm intensifying again, pressing down on Jin-An.
"Foolish ant, how can you, alone, hope to shake the majesty of a god?"
Her voice was indifferent, as if pronouncing Jin-An's fate.
However, Jin-An's eyes did not flinch in the slightest, and a smile even crept onto his lips:
"Who said I was alone?"
The moment Imu's voice fell, Jin-An's figure suddenly disappeared into the dark storm.
The next second, his figure abruptly appeared in front of Imu, both hands gripping the longsword, and slashed fiercely at Imu!
"Boom—!"
The blade fell, and a piercing roar erupted in the air. The blade collided with the core of the dark storm, bursting out with blazing sparks. Shockwaves spread in all directions, and the entire battlefield shook.
A cold glint flashed in Imu's eyes, and with a sudden wave of her right hand, dark energy condensed into a huge barrier, blocking Jin-An's attack.
However, Jin-An's power carried a kind of unyielding tenacity. His blade did not stop, but slashed down again and again, each strike carrying an incomparably powerful will.
"Come on! Let's see how strong your 'god' really is!"
Jin-An's voice echoed in the storm, each of his strikes resisting Imu's majesty.
On the battlefield, everyone held their breath.
Their eyes were fixed on Jin-An, his decisiveness and madness igniting the fighting spirit of everyone.
In the instant Jin-An swung his longsword with all his might, his senses suddenly touched a terrifying aura—the aura of death.
The swiftness of this aura made every nerve in his body feel as if it were being pricked by needles.
In an instant, he turned his head sharply, and the space in front of him suddenly shattered, as if cracks were spreading instantly in the void.
The shattered air seemed to be torn into countless fragments, and a huge wave of air swept directly towards him.
"Damn it!"
Jin-An's heart sank suddenly, along with the tension in every inch of muscle in his body.
In the space beside him, a dark shadow suddenly appeared like lightning before his eyes—it was Imu!
Her figure carried a chilling killing intent, as if countless shadows of death were hovering behind her.
She sneered, her hands turning into black light, and pressed down fiercely on Jin-An.
In that instant, Jin-An had almost no time to think—all reactions became exceptionally instinctive.
Imu's attack had formed a huge black hole-like pressure, the air began to twist frantically, carrying a terrifying sonic boom, and pressed directly towards Jin-An's body.
His figure was shaken by the powerful airflow and almost lost his balance.
"No!"
A violent warning came from the bottom of Jin-An's heart.
Imu's attack was as fast as lightning, leaving almost no room for him to react.
Death was at hand, as if this time, his fate was sealed.
Every inch of his skin felt severe pain, every cell in his body seemed to be burning, and even breathing became difficult.
At this moment, a trace of clarity flashed in Jin-An's heart.
He felt a certain force stirring within his body, unwilling to be bound.
He knew that if he didn't fight back with all his strength at this moment, he would never be able to escape from this overwhelming attack.
Almost as a conditioned reflex, he quickly raised his hands, gripped the longsword even tighter, and the power in his body erupted instantly.
However, Imu's attack seemed to be unstoppable by any force. Jin-An's blade only deflected slightly, but failed to completely block her offensive.
The aftermath of the attack shook him so much that he almost couldn't stand still. His body slammed into the ground with a bang, dirt and gravel splattering, and directly smashed a huge pit in the ground.
"Cough—"
Jin-An coughed up blood violently, his body was directly struck by the powerful impact and almost lost consciousness.
However, there was still an unyielding light in his eyes, and a certain force in his body was quietly surging, as if responding to the determination in his heart.
Just as he was about to be completely swallowed up, suddenly, a warm and powerful energy rapidly expanded, like a surging tide, sweeping through his entire body.
This energy seemed to come from a long-dormant source within his body, instantly transforming into a dazzling brilliance, enveloping Jin-An's entire body.
"This is…"
Jin-An's heart shook violently, and he could feel the power surging within his body devouring everything like a raging sea.
This power was not only from his Devil Fruit ability, it was more like a power that transcended the physical body and consciousness, as if his long-dormant potential had been completely stimulated at this moment.
What followed was an unprecedented sense of power.
Jin-An's vision became exceptionally clear, and time seemed to slow down.
Every muscle and every joint was filled with power, and all the pain seemed to dissipate in an instant, replaced by endless energy.
His body seemed to be sublimated, light and powerful, and his entire aura seemed to be different.
"What… power is this?"
Jin-An narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart filled with shock.
This power seemed to be omnipotent, and even gave him the illusion that he could compete with the heavens and the earth.
In this instant, his vision locked onto Imu's figure.
Although Imu's attack still carried a world-destroying aura, Jin-An's current perception was far beyond ordinary people, and he clearly felt the trajectory and direction of her attack.
Each wave, as if a trace of flowing air was accurately captured by him.
Jin-An even began to perceive the subtle changes inside Imu's body, and that almost invisible threat was also captured by him.
Almost subconsciously, he swung the longsword in his hand, the blade cutting through the air like a shooting star, slashing towards Imu with a dazzling silver light.
The light was like lightning cutting through the night sky, and the aura was like a storm pressing down on her.
"Come on,"
Jin-An whispered, as if his whole person was integrated with this energy,
"Now, I will no longer retreat!"
A look of surprise flashed in Imu's eyes, the change in this power made her feel unprecedented pressure.
She sneered, her body instantly disappearing in place, and once again turning into a dark shadow in the void.
But this time, Jin-An was no longer just passively defending, his eyes were as sharp as a hawk, and his figure quickly followed.
At this moment, the entire battlefield seemed to stand still, Jin-An and Imu's figures intertwined, and the rhythm of the battle was advancing at an extreme speed.
The collision between the two carried an unspeakable sound of explosions, as if the gravity of the entire world was torn apart.
Jin-An was no longer the flustered rebel, he stood here, as a challenger, and launched a counterattack against Imu's absolute power.
And all of this, seemed to have just begun.
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