Jin An's figure instantly appeared in the prison holding slaves and criminals.
The surroundings were dark and damp, the air filled with the stench of blood and decay.
Jin An looked around, watching the slaves and prisoners panicking because of the explosion.
He calmly analyzed the situation, a detailed plan already formed in his mind.
The Five Elders sensed the disappearance of Jin An's aura, and an ominous premonition arose in their hearts.
As the highest authority of the World Government, they realized that the mysterious man's goal was far more than just destruction.
They exchanged glances and quickly adjusted their strategy, preparing to deal with possible emergencies.
But they still decided to start the investigation from the vicinity.
Jin An acted quickly, unlocking the chains in the prison and freeing the prisoners and slaves.
People looked at this suddenly appearing stranger, at a loss for a moment, but Jin An's calmness and decisiveness made them feel hope.
"Quick, get out of here! This is your only chance!"
Jin An shouted loudly, while using direct violent aesthetics to open a door to safety in the prison.
He knew that these oppressed people were an important force for him to fight back against the World Government.
Moreover, most of these people were ordinary people, and Jin An was very happy to help them escape from this hell on earth.
The prisoners and slaves flocked to the door, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope.
Those who had once despaired now saw a new dawn under the leadership of Jin An.
Jin An stood in front of the wall he had broken with his fist, his heavy breathing particularly clear in the silent prison.
His fist trembled slightly from the great force just now, and blood dripped onto the ground from between his fingers.
However, his gaze was firm, and a light of victory flickered in his cold eyes.
Of course, these were all illusions he deliberately created.
For a moment, the prisoners and slaves in the prison were stunned, unable to believe the scene before them.
Then, a low murmur of exclamation arose, like a gradually rising heat wave, enveloping the entire prison.
"We... are free?"
A middle-aged man with a dirty face trembled, his hands tightly gripping the iron bars beside him, tears glistening in his eyes.
"Really free?"
A young, beautiful woman slumped to the ground, the piece of ragged cloth in her hand falling to the ground, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"We are really free!"
A young girl suddenly shouted loudly, her voice trembling with excitement, and the tears rolling down her eyes were like pearls with broken strings.
Then, the people in the prison began to burst out with various emotions.
Some collapsed to the ground, crying bitterly; some hugged their loved ones tightly, weeping with joy; and some were unsteady on their feet due to excitement, staggering against the wall.
"Thank you... thank you..."
A thin young man knelt down in front of Jin An, tears blurring his vision, his voice hoarse and full of gratitude.
"You are our savior!"
A strong man gripped Jin An's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face, his hand rough and calloused from long-term labor, but his eyes were full of admiration and reverence.
"How can we repay you..."
A woman held the baby in her arms, sobbing, her eyes filled with gratitude and endless hope.
Jin An looked at these people who had been oppressed for a long time, and a warm current surged in his heart.
He knew that these people had finally seen hope, and their lives had finally ushered in a new turning point.
"Don't thank me," he said in a low and firm voice, "your freedom is won by yourselves. Now, seize this opportunity, escape from here, and find your true freedom."
People nodded one after another, and the flame of hope was rekindled in their eyes.
They knew that this opportunity was hard-won, and they would no longer succumb to the mercy of fate.
Under the leadership of Jin An, the prisoners and slaves began to act quickly.
Some helped up their fallen companions, some supported the elderly, and some carried their injured relatives on their backs, quickly running towards freedom.
In the prison, the former despair and darkness were replaced by hope and courage.
People ran, cried, and laughed, all emotions were released at this moment.
They knew that the road ahead might still be difficult, but they would no longer be alone, because they had hope in their hearts, and Jin An, this hero-like existence.
Jin An stood in front of the prison ruins, a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
He sighed in his heart, thanking the Celestial Dragons for saving time and effort by concentrating all the slaves and prisoners in one place.
This saved him a lot of trouble.
As for the ships they needed to escape, they had already been prepared at the exit of the Red Line.
He watched the slaves disappear into the distance, feeling a trace of relief in his heart.
These people can finally regain their freedom and start a new life.
He glanced back at the broken prison, which was once filled with endless pain and despair, and now, those tragic pasts would be buried with this prison.
However, Jin An's thoughts were quickly interrupted.
He refocused his gaze on Mary Geoise, and the Celestial Dragons and their guards appeared in the distance.
Those high and mighty Celestial Dragons were now rushing towards him in exasperation, their guards looking wary and angry.
A fat Celestial Dragon walked in the front, his face flushed with anger, his breathing rapid.
He waved the scepter in his hand and shouted loudly:
"Bastard! Do you know what you are doing? You are challenging the authority of the World Government!"
The guards quickly formed a formation, the weapons in their hands flashing with cold light, ready to attack at any time.
Their eyes were fixed on Jin An, every movement revealing murderous intent and tension.
Obviously, they did not underestimate Jin An's strength, especially after he had just liberated all the prisoners in the prison.
Jin An looked at these people expressionlessly, his heart calm.
He knew that the next battle was inevitable, but he was ready.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as knives, and coldly stared at the enemies in front of him.
"You high and mighty Celestial Dragons have enjoyed too many privileges, and it's time to pay the price."
Jin An's voice was low, directly confronting these beasts barking in front of him.
The Celestial Dragon was so angry that he almost jumped, he waved his scepter and roared:
"You are courting death! Guards, kill him for me! I want him to know the consequences of provoking the Celestial Dragons!"
The guards no longer hesitated and rushed towards Jin An.
Amidst the flashing of swords and shadows, the air was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Jin An's eyes turned cold, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, Conqueror's Haki spreading out from him as the center.
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