"Hoo... Hoo..."
On the battlefield of Elbaf, the cold wind howled, carrying the stench of blood.
Jin stood amidst the scattered rocks, his long sword hanging slightly, his black cloak fluttering in the wind.
His gaze swept across the land before him, the shattered battlefield a scene of devastation. Amidst the ruins, the figures of Seraphim moved like sharp blades, accurately and fatally traversing the battlefield, bringing irresistible destruction.
Yet, in the midst of this chaos, Jin suddenly felt an indescribable malice, like the shadow of a venomous snake approaching him from all directions, carrying a suffocating pressure.
This feeling did not seem to originate from the number of enemies, nor from the threat of the Seraphim, but from a deeper, darker presence.
Jin slowly raised his head, his eyes slightly narrowed.
His perception had long been sharpened to an extraordinary degree, and that hidden malice made a layer of cold sweat ooze from his forehead.
An unusual aura was mixed in the wind, like invisible chains descending from the sky, trying to bind his movements and thoughts.
"This is..."
He murmured in a low voice, his eyes gradually becoming stern.
His gaze swept towards the distant high sky, black clouds churning like ink, as if the entire sky was pressing down on him.
This feeling was not an illusion, but a real killing intent, coming from some unknown being overlooking the battlefield.
Jin frowned, the sword in his hand gently rotated a circle, his fingertips lightly tapping the blade, the crisp metallic sound cutting through the air, dispelling some of the heavy oppressive feeling.
"Is this Im's doing?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Jin's mind.
As someone who had fought the Five Elders and had some understanding of the World Government's secrets, he vaguely guessed the source of this malice, but he couldn't fully confirm it.
The only thing he could be sure of was that this malice was not ordinary hostility, but a deeper level of targeting, a cold decisiveness to completely obliterate him, not even letting go of his soul.
"Jin!"
An urgent shout came from behind, it was Marco of the Whitebeard Pirates.
He flew in a disheveled state from the other side of the battlefield, his wings stained with Seraphim burns.
"Did you feel it too... something is wrong on this battlefield?"
Jin didn't turn his head, just nodded slightly.
"It's malice."
He said softly, his tone as low as a drawn blade.
"Malice?"
Marco was stunned.
"Where from?"
"From overhead, from underfoot, from every gust of wind."
Jin said coldly, then suddenly raised his head to look ahead, his eyes like lightning.
"The entire Elbaf is shrouded in this feeling.
It's judging and locking onto each of us, or..."
Marco's back instantly went cold upon hearing this.
He looked around, the Seraphim were still wantonly slaughtering on the battlefield, the defense lines of the Giant Tribe and the New Navy were rapidly collapsing, and the eyes of those ordinary soldiers had a strange daze and slowness, as if they were being pulled by some invisible force.
He finally realized that this battle was not just a contest of strength, but also a more hidden force was quietly eroding everything on the battlefield.
At this moment, a beam of scarlet light suddenly descended from the sky, directly hitting the center of the battlefield!
Jin narrowed his eyes, the long sword in his hand quickly raised, the blazing sword energy instantly tore the shock wave brought by the light beam, but he still took half a step back.
The oppressive feeling emanating from that beam of light was even deeper than any of the Five Elders' attacks.
"It's here..."
Jin said in a low voice, a hint of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
The laughter of Jaygarcia Saturn came from afar, his figure appearing after the beam of light, his hands spread out, his tone full of戏谑 mockery and coldness:
"Have you felt the true pressure of the World Government? Jin, this is where your end begins."
Jin looked at him coldly, the long sword hanging at his side, the tip of the sword dragging across the ground, pulling out a clear trace.
He did not respond, but raised his foot and took a step forward, the momentum of the whole person instantly rising to the extreme, like a long-sleeping dragon being awakened.
"Malice..."
He repeated in a low voice, but with a cold smile in his voice.
"Since you have gone to great lengths to lead it to me, then let me personally crush it."
Mary Geoise, deep within Pangaea Castle, Im sat on that unattainable throne.
Heavy curtains separated the hall in shadow, only a few rays of light filtering through the windows, shrouding her silhouette in a mysterious and majestic aura.
Her slender fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the chair, her eyes staring through a void at Jin on the battlefield of Elbaf far away.
"Interesting."
Im slightly raised her chin, the corners of her lips curving into a smile that was not a smile.
She was long accustomed to looking down on all beings, her existence should have been an imperceptible dimension for those mortals.
But at this moment, she actually felt Jin's gaze seem to penetrate the layers of barriers, directly touching her existence.
That clear sense of awareness made her lose her composure for a moment - it was an unusual feeling that no one had been able to give her for hundreds of years.
"Jin..."
Im murmured in a low voice, the movement of her fingers suddenly stopping, the slightly tightened fingertips sinking into the soft cushion of the chair.
Her originally unwavering state of mind was now stirring up a ripple.
This fluctuation was fleeting, but in the moment of disappearing, it turned into a deeper anger and killing intent.
"Truly unforgivable..."
Her voice was as low as a murmur, but like an ice blade cutting through the sky, cold and sharp.
She lowered her eyes, and a ball of flowing energy appeared in her palm, the black energy vaguely carrying the red of stars, as if containing the wails and curses of countless wronged souls.
"Just a mortal, daring to窥探 pry into my existence."
Her tone was cold, and even the air in the hall seemed to become suffocating.
She slowly stood up, the cloak behind her moving without wind, the hem of her robe dragging across the ground, making a low friction sound.
She took a step, and the atmosphere of the entire Pangaea Castle suddenly changed, the strong pressure seemed to set off invisible waves, shrouding everything around it.
"Jin, you have made me regain interest in this game."
Im sneered, and with a wave of her hand, a mirror as black as ink emerged from the void.
The scene of the Elbaf battlefield appeared in the mirror, and Jin's stern face was clearly reflected in her eyes.
"But even if you察觉 perceive my existence, so what? In the end, it's just螳臂当车 an effort in vain."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, and the mirror immediately cracked, turning into countless fragments and falling to the ground, making a crisp sound.
"Pass down the order."
She turned to look at the Five Elders who slowly entered behind her, her tone unquestionable.
"Accelerate the progress of the ritual. I have waited too long for this game of chess."
The World Government researchers nodded slightly, then turned and left.
The remaining guards also quickly obeyed and disappeared into the hall.
Im stood alone in the center of the hall, her gaze again cast into the distance.
That will that opposed her was strong and firm, but it also aroused her killing intent even more.
"Since you can感知 perceive me, then let me personally erase you from this world."
She said softly, her voice low but full of majesty, like a judgment.
Between raising her hand, the clouds in the sky began to churn, and the entire sky above Mary Geoise was shrouded in scarlet light.
Energy accumulated like a tide, eventually turning into a dark current leading directly to the battlefield - that was the power of Im's personal出手 intervention, with the势气 momentum to destroy the heavens and the earth, directly approaching the direction of Elbaf.
"This is the price you pay for provoking me."
Im said coldly, her eyes cold and resolute.
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