The marines' eyes flashed with surprise and hope when they saw Jin An's figure.
"It's Vice Admiral Jin An!"
"Vice Admiral Jin An is here; the scales of victory are tipping in our favor!"
"With Vice Admiral Jin An here, victory will surely be ours!!!"
"......"
Their morale soared, as if they had found a new leader and reliance.
Everyone gripped their weapons, ready to launch a new round of counterattacks under Jin An's leadership.
Some pirates, however, exchanged uneasy glances, a hint of anxiety and fear creeping into their hearts.
They stared dumbfounded at this powerful being descending from the sky, their minds churning with complex emotions.
"How is it possible... How could he be here?"
One pirate muttered to himself, his voice filled with obvious fear. His hand trembled slightly, his knuckles white from gripping his weapon too tightly.
"That's Jin An... Vice Admiral Jin An!"
Another pirate's voice was full of unease and anxiety. His gaze involuntarily turned to his companions, seeking a trace of comfort and confidence.
However, his companions looked just as terrified, and clearly no one could offer him any reassurance.
They had all heard of Jin An's infamous reputation. If their captain were here, they would only feel apprehensive, but now their captain was held back by the navy.
This meant they had to face this powerful enemy directly.
Jin An stood in the center of the battlefield, his eyes sweeping across the area like lightning.
Every pirate he looked at felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles, as if an invisible pressure was enveloping them.
Their breathing became rapid, their hearts pounded like drums, and they were all shaken by this oppressive force.
"How... how did he get here? Our intelligence said he wasn't even nearby!"
A pirate officer's eyes darted around in panic. He tried to remain calm, but the tremor in his voice betrayed his inner fear.
His mind raced, trying to think of a countermeasure, but faced with Jin An's powerful aura, he couldn't think of any effective solutions.
Katakuri frowned above, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
He knew Jin An's strength clearly, and he knew that this battle would become even more difficult.
But he couldn't react quickly. The moment he showed any intention of leaving the battlefield, his opponent would immediately block him.
"Damn it, get out of the way, I don't want to get entangled with you!!!"
Cracker's face was equally gloomy. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down:
"No, we can't even hold back these two marines with just the two of us, let alone go and support the others below."
Dragon and Shiliew stood side by side, their eyes fixed on Katakuri and Cracker opposite them.
"You two aren't strong enough either. What do you think this is, you can come and go as you please?"
"Do you really think G5 branch is your home?"
Shiliew, holding his long sword, stared at the two pirates opposite him with a hint of disdain.
"......"
At the same time, the pirates in the distance were also whispering, their voices filled with unease and fear.
They retreated, trying to distance themselves from Jin An, as if this would alleviate the pressure in their hearts.
"This guy... his strength is even greater. He overwhelmed the entire battlefield the moment he arrived..."
Charlotte Oven gritted his teeth, forcing himself not to look at that terrifying figure.
However, no matter how hard he tried, Jin An's powerful presence remained like a shadow, impossible to ignore.
Jin An felt the pirates' fear and unease, and sneered in his heart.
He knew that this was the meaning of his appearance here—to deter the enemy and turn the tide of the battle.
His gaze was firm, and he exuded an unparalleled aura, making every pirate tremble with fear.
"Pirates, today is your doomsday!"
Jin An's voice resounded across the battlefield like thunder, each word like a heavy hammer, striking the pirates' hearts.
He stepped forward, pressing towards the enemy with irresistible force.
The pirates' faces turned even paler. They knew that their chances of winning against Jin An were slim.
Everyone felt a deep sense of despair and helplessness, as if standing before an endless abyss, ready to fall into infinite darkness at any moment.
On the battlefield, the pirates' morale had begun to collapse, and their offensive rhythm had become chaotic.
Jin An's appearance was like a sharp blade, directly piercing their confidence and morale, plunging them into an unprecedented predicament.
He slowly raised his hand, pointing to the enemies in the distance, his voice loud and powerful:
"Marines, with me, repel these pirates!"
His voice was like thunder, echoing across the battlefield, igniting the fighting spirit of every marine.
"Alright! Charge!"
"It's our turn to counterattack!!"
"Kill all these damn beasts!!!"
"......"
The marines responded one after another, letting out earth-shattering roars. Their eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit, as if they had found new strength.
Everyone was filled with the determination to fight, ready to compete with the enemy under Jin An's leadership.
Jin An took a deep breath, feeling the tense atmosphere on the battlefield.
His figure was like a mountain, standing in the center of the battlefield, bringing endless confidence and strength to his companions.
He stepped forward, his eyes locked on the enemy's camp.
Each step carried a heavy force, as if the earth were shaking.
The pirates' faces turned pale as they felt the irresistible pressure from Jin An.
Jin An approached the pirates step by step, each step sounding like a heavy hammer on the battlefield.
A red light flashed in his eyes, and Conqueror's Haki swept towards the pirates like a tidal wave.
An invisible oppression filled the air, as if the power of heaven and earth were condensed on him, sweeping around.
"Ah—"
One pirate couldn't help but let out a painful groan, his eyes wide with fear and despair.
His body gradually lost support, his knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground.
Then, his consciousness fell into darkness, and he collapsed powerlessly.
"How could this be... this power..."
Another pirate's face was pale, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
He tried desperately to steady his body, but his legs trembled uncontrollably.
He felt the irresistible pressure, and the fear in his heart surged like a tide.
His vision gradually blurred, and finally a low roar dissipated into the air, and he fell to the ground.
The surrounding pirates showed horrified expressions, their hearts violently shaken as if struck by a giant hammer.
They realized what kind of existence they were facing—a powerful force they could not match.
Conqueror's Haki bloomed mercilessly on the battlefield, as if to destroy all will to resist.
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