The rebels felt a suffocating pressure, but they did not back down.
They knew that this strike would be a moment of life or death.
Jin stood at the very front, his body trembling slightly, but not from fear, but because the power within him was surging.
His eyes were fixed on the dark energy in Imu's palm, and the destructive power made him feel an unprecedented danger.
But he did not retreat half a step. He knew that if he retreated at this moment, all his efforts would be in vain.
"She's getting serious."
Shanks said in a low voice, with a hint of heaviness.
The sword in his hand was raised slightly, and the domineering aura wrapped around the blade became more and more solid, as if even the air was trembling around the blade.
"Hahaha! Just what I wanted!"
Loki let out a wild laugh, the black flames on his battle ax burning fiercely, reflecting his hideous smile.
"Let me see where the limit of the so-called god lies!"
Whitebeard held his long knife horizontally in front of him, his aura like a mountain, exuding a world-shaking pressure.
"Imu, today is not the ending you dominate!"
Issho stood on the other side of the battle line, slowly drawing his blade, the light of the blade like water, and a subtle chill spread out.
Although he did not speak, the aura of his whole body had already shown his determination to win.
Imu's dark energy became more and more intense, and cracks like spider webs began to appear around her body, which were traces of space being torn apart by her power.
As her energy continued to condense, the surrounding airflow became more and more turbulent, and even the earth began to tremble slightly.
The entire battlefield seemed to be imprisoned under her control at this moment, and no one could escape.
"Let me see how long your foolish persistence can last."
Imu spoke softly, her voice filled with endless indifference.
Her palm pushed out suddenly, and the dark energy burst out in an instant, turning into a black storm that swept towards the rebels.
Wherever the power passed, the ground was torn apart, buildings collapsed, and the air was filled with the aura of destruction.
Even the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart, revealing a dark void.
"Come on!"
Jin roared, his body rushing out, the power of the Azure Dragon Fruit completely released in his body, silver scales appearing on the surface of his body, and silver light flashing in his eyes.
He raised his long knife and slashed out a silver blade, which was his full-strength strike, and went straight to the dark storm.
Shanks followed closely, his sword piercing through the void, and a golden slash roared out, gathering with Jin's blade to form an unstoppable force.
"Gura la la la la——!"
Whitebeard roared, and shockwaves erupted from his long knife, rushing towards the dark storm, and fighting together with Jin and Shanks' attacks.
Loki raised his battle ax, black flames surging, his attack like hellfire, and slammed into the core of the storm.
Issho's blade was almost silent, but the hidden sharpness was more threatening than any other force. His slash was precise and deadly, and his target was the source of Imu's energy.
"Boom——!!!"
The power of both sides collided violently in the air, and a huge shockwave swept around, and the entire battlefield lost its sound at this moment.
The earth trembled, the air twisted, and everyone was shaken back by this force.
At that moment, it seemed that the entire world was stagnant in this duel.
When the smoke cleared, Imu's figure still stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering, her face cold.
She gently brushed the dust off her shoulders, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth:
"As expected of the rebels who can get here, but you are still too weak."
However, the rebels did not back down because of this.
The fighting spirit in their eyes was still burning.
Jin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood firm again, and gritted his teeth:
"Whether you are weak or not, you will only know when you fight to the end!"
A cold light flashed in Imu's eyes, and she finally understood that these people might not be able to shake her instantly, but the will on them was the goal she needed to completely destroy.
"Then, I will make you completely despair."
Her cold voice sounded again, and the climax of the battle continued.
Imu's overwhelming dark storm was like the arrival of the end of the world, and wherever it passed, it seemed that the world was destroyed.
The powerful force tore the air into countless pieces, as if time and space were swallowed by this force.
For a time, the entire battlefield was silent, and everyone felt an unspeakable sense of oppression, as if the scythe of the Grim Reaper was hanging over everyone's head.
"This... how can this be blocked?"
The weapon in a rebel's hand could not help but tremble, and an undisguised fear appeared in his eyes.
Even those veterans who had experienced many battles felt a chill of despair in their hearts at this moment.
Sweat flowed down their foreheads, and every pore was instinctively warning: death was approaching.
Shanks' hand holding the sword tightened slightly, and his eyes were cold, but he knew in his heart that the power of this blow was enough to destroy the world.
Whitebeard's eyes were like torches, and although his expression was still firm, his tall body seemed unusually heavy in the face of this force.
Loki clenched his battle ax tightly, and his forehead was covered with sweat. He cursed in a low voice:
"This woman is simply a monster!"
However, in this suffocating sense of oppression, a figure suddenly moved.
"Jin!"
Shanks couldn't help but call out in a low voice.
Jin took a step, exuding fighting spirit, his body leaning forward slightly, like a beast preparing to rush towards its prey.
His eyes glowed with silver light, and the light was full of madness and determination, as if he had completely ignored the threat of death.
"This kid..."
Loki's eyes widened,
"Is he crazy?"
Jin did not answer anyone, or even look back.
His fists were clenched tightly, and his knuckles were white from exertion.
He knew that if he didn't go all out in this attack, they would all die.
Retreating would only make all the sacrifices on the battlefield meaningless.
"Living to death..."
Jin muttered to himself, his voice low, but with a power that penetrated everything.
His feet suddenly exerted force, and the ground beneath him directly cracked, and his figure was like a silver meteor, rushing straight to Imu.
He did not hesitate at all, as if the next second he would not be greeted by death, but by the dawn of victory.
The threat of death made his every movement exceptionally keen, and the power of the Azure Dragon Fruit and the Door-Door Fruit in his body was forced to the limit.
He could clearly feel every muscle and every drop of blood burning.
His heartbeat was like a war drum, thumping, pushing him towards the powerful enemy in front of him.
"Jin!"
Shanks gritted his teeth, his sword raised again, and his domineering aura condensed into a golden light, slashing out after Jin, trying to win him even a sliver of a chance.
Seeing this, Whitebeard stomped his foot suddenly, and shockwaves erupted, rushing to the edge of the dark storm, his voice resounding like thunder:
"I won't let a junior face this monster alone!"
