Blackbeard was still laughing maniacally, unaware of the danger behind him.
His attention was entirely focused on Jin, as if he was certain he would be the ultimate victor.
"Zehahaha! Jin, come on! Let me personally send you to hell!"
Blackbeard roared, his hands swinging out violently, the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit erupting once again, a dark gravitational force surging from his palms, directly towards Jin.
That force seemed to devour everything, even the air becoming incredibly heavy.
Jin felt that powerful sense of oppression, his legs bending slightly, his body taut as a bow, the long saber in his hand emitting a buzzing hum.
He knew that he couldn't withstand this attack head-on, but he had to seize the opportunity to counterattack.
However, just as he was fully focused on Blackbeard's offensive, the killing intent that quietly arrived from behind was like a cold, sharp blade, stabbing straight at his heart.
Imu struck at this moment.
Her palm gently waved, and a black energy wave swiftly attacked Jin's back.
That energy was powerful and deadly, even leaving a distorted trail in the air.
Her attack was without any fancy frills, simple and swift, carrying a determination to kill.
Jin suddenly felt an icy chill on his back, his nerves instantly tightening.
Years of combat experience allowed him to instinctively leap forward, abruptly turning around, his long saber sweeping out, attempting to block this sudden attack.
"Boom—!"
The moment the blade collided with the black energy, the enormous shockwave directly blasted Jin backward several steps, his feet carving two deep marks on the ground.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his chest heaving violently, clearly feeling the terrifying power of that attack just now.
He looked up behind him, seeing Imu's indifferent gaze and slightly raised palm, immediately understanding:
"You…"
"Foolish ant, did you think you were qualified to be my enemy?"
Imu said indifferently, her voice filled with majesty and disdain.
Jin's gaze narrowed slightly, he didn't reply, but the long saber in his hand was gripped even tighter.
His mind raced, rapidly adjusting his tactics.
He knew that he now not only had to deal with Blackbeard's oppression but also had to be constantly on guard against Imu's sudden attacks, which made the battle even more complex.
Blackbeard, seeing this scene from afar, couldn't help but laugh loudly:
"Hahahaha! It seems the two of you aren't so compatible after all! This is really too interesting!"
He wasn't in a hurry to attack, instead choosing to watch.
His greedy gaze wandered between Jin and Imu, clearly already calculating in his mind how to reap the benefits after the two weakened each other.
"Zehahaha, fight, fight as fiercely as possible!"
Blackbeard's eyes flashed with excitement.
"In the end, only I—Blackbeard, will be the sole victor on this battlefield!"
Jin heard Blackbeard's laughter and sneered inwardly.
He knew that Blackbeard's plan was to have him and Imu fight to the death, and then take the opportunity to seize victory.
But he wouldn't let Blackbeard get his way.
"It seems that today, I not only have to defeat you, but also her."
Jin murmured softly, his gaze sweeping between Imu and Blackbeard, his eyes filled with determination.
In this three-way melee, there was no turning back.
Everyone harbored their own purposes, and Jin, burned his beliefs to the limit.
The battlefield had become a wasteland, with dust and blood permeating the air, the cracked ground like wounds torn by a giant beast, deeply embedded in the earth.
The aftershocks of the fierce collision still echoed in the air, as if the whole world was bearing the brunt of this devastating impact.
Blackbeard lay in a pool of blood, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his clothes tattered, a deep wound on his chest, blood constantly gushing out, staining the ground red.
His body trembled slightly from the intense pain, but his face showed no sign of pain, instead wearing that signature maniacal laugh, his gaping mouth revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, looking crazy and twisted.
"Zehahaha…"
Blackbeard's laughter was low and hoarse, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, reached out and wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes still showing that almost insane excitement.
At this time, although he was the last to join the battlefield among the three, he had become the most seriously injured.
Although his dual-fruit ability was strong, facing Imu's god-like terrifying power, coupled with Jin's saber light surrounding him, he still underestimated the cruelty of this battle.
Not far away, Imu slowly walked out of the darkness, her robe slightly raised in the shattered air, carrying a cold and majestic aura.
Her eyes were fixed on Blackbeard, those eyes burning with anger and hatred that people could not look directly at, as if to burn him from the depths of his soul into ashes.
"The power of Joy Boy…"
Imu's voice was low but full of coldness, one of her hands slightly raised, pointing at Blackbeard, the surrounding air instantly solidified.
Her knife-like sharp tone carried bone-chilling killing intent, as if every word hit Blackbeard heavily.
"You really deserve to die!"
A cold hatred appeared on her face, which was the hatred buried in her heart for hundreds of years, the shadow of her as the highest ruler of this world.
For this world, she could despise all challengers, but the name of Joy Boy was always like a thorn, unable to be erased.
Hundreds of years ago, Joy Boy had shaken her rule with that "power of freedom", and now, Blackbeard actually possessed the same ability, which was undoubtedly the greatest provocation to her majesty.
"Joy Boy… what a ridiculous name."
Imu said coldly, her voice filled with deep killing intent, her palm clenched tightly, as if she couldn't wait to directly crush Blackbeard's heart.
"What a wonderful ability, darkness and freedom!"
Blackbeard was not afraid at all, but instead grinned wildly, his eyes full of crazy greed and excitement.
He raised his head slightly, looking up at Imu's figure, that blood-stained face actually revealing a hint of creepy satisfaction.
"Darkness can devour everything, freedom can break free from all restraints, the combination of these two forces is simply perfect! Zehahaha!"
His laughter echoed on the dilapidated battlefield, like an invisible dagger, piercing into everyone's hearts.
Even though he was scarred and didn't even have the strength to stand up, his momentum didn't weaken at all, but instead seemed even more crazy and elusive.
"Shut up!"
Imu's face completely darkened, she raised her palm and waved it forward suddenly, a dark energy like a sharp blade splitting towards Blackbeard's direction.
That power was as fast as lightning, carrying endless killing intent, as if to completely erase Blackbeard's existence.
