Jin stood amidst the ruins, the battlefield still echoing with that wild laughter, his ears filled with Blackbeard's reverberations—
“Hahaha, I won't let you off easily in this battle!”
His voice was like a sharp thorn, constantly piercing Jin's eardrums.
Although physically and mentally exhausted, and severely injured, Jin couldn't stop; his gaze was fixed on the direction where Blackbeard had disappeared.
“Is this guy really that hard to kill?”
Jin muttered to himself, his brow furrowed tightly.
A mixture of incomprehension and anger surfaced in his heart.
Blackbeard, that chaotic power, a blend of darkness and freedom, always seemed to find an opportunity to rise again when people were most relaxed.
This man not only had a naturally bizarre physique, but after obtaining the Nika Fruit, his body had undergone some mysterious change, making him even more elusive and harder to defeat than before.
In the battle just now, Jin had almost killed Blackbeard, but he never expected Blackbeard to counterattack with such swiftness, even resorting to such extreme measures when cornered—devouring Imu to shift the initiative of the battlefield.
At that moment, he almost felt an unspeakable sense of oppression rising from the bottom of his heart.
However, Jin knew that if he let Blackbeard escape now, all his efforts would be in vain.
That man had never been a simple enemy, and every encounter brought immense psychological pressure—this was not an ordinary battle, but a war with an uncertain outcome.
Blackbeard's methods were far more complex than they appeared, and against such an enemy, one could not relax for a moment.
“Just how many trump cards is he hiding…”
Jin thought to himself.
Without further hesitation, Jin quickly utilized the abilities of the Door-Door Fruit.
As he stepped forward, the space before him twisted, and the roar of air currents exploded in his ears.
Jin swung the blade in his hand, the blade instantly cracked open, and then he stepped into the rift, his entire being disappearing as if traversing another dimension.
The direction where Blackbeard disappeared remained dim and blurred, Jin's figure like a bolt of lightning, rapidly traversing layers of space, approaching his target.
With each crossing, the feeling of physical exhaustion gradually eroded his strength, but he knew that if he didn't pursue now, not only would Imu's tragic death be meaningless, but the victory on this battlefield would instantly lose all its value.
He had to determine the outcome of this battle before Blackbeard completely disappeared.
After entering the Door-Door Fruit's space, Jin could clearly sense the changes in the surrounding air.
Every step he took seemed to make the whole world tremble slightly.
“Blackbeard, don't think you can escape.”
These words gently spilled from his lips, carrying deep determination and cold anger.
With each distortion of space, his heartbeat accelerated, and the desire to fight deep within his heart spread like a raging fire.
Jin constantly recalled every confrontation with Blackbeard in his mind, understanding that if he allowed Blackbeard to recover at this moment and pose a threat on the battlefield again, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, just as Jin was pursuing with all his might, a trace of doubt surfaced in his heart—why was Blackbeard in such a hurry to escape?
That man clearly knew he was at a disadvantage, but he never showed any signs of fear.
Even until the moment he was defeated, he laughed madly.
Where did that kind of smile come from?
A sense of unease rose from the depths of Jin's heart.
Suddenly, a dark aura rushed towards him, that darkness that had oppressed everyone on the battlefield, as if constantly devouring the surrounding space.
Jin's footsteps faltered, instantly alerted to the signs of Blackbeard's counterattack.
“As expected, Blackbeard is not someone who is easily defeated.”
Jin suddenly understood in his heart—even if he quickly pursued using the Door-Door Fruit, Blackbeard could still use his fruit ability to escape and change the situation again.
Without much hesitation, he used the Door-Door Fruit again, twisting and moving in space, focusing every ounce of his strength on the pursuit.
Blackbeard's dark space continued to surge forward, as if to devour Jin entirely.
Even so, Jin didn't retreat, his eyes fixed on the figure in the darkness that was getting closer and closer.
“No, I absolutely cannot let you go today.”
Jin told himself firmly.
His physical strength was nearing its limit, but he knew that only by persevering at this moment could he completely end Blackbeard's threat.
He took a deep breath, concentrated all his will, and took the last step fiercely, facing the gradually appearing Blackbeard.
Blackbeard turned back in a panic, and when he saw Jin's figure getting closer and closer, the wild laughter in his eyes suddenly began to solidify.
He didn't expect that Jin could actually catch up—his speed was much faster than he had anticipated.
That sense of oppression rushed towards him like a haze, even causing Blackbeard to stop involuntarily, a trace of imperceptible panic flashing through his heart.
“How is this possible…”
Blackbeard muttered, a hint of doubt flickering in his eyes.
Before, he thought Jin's pursuit was futile, even if Jin mastered the Door-Door Fruit, it was impossible to catch up so quickly.
Every time he opened the dark space, he was like an invisible shadow, disappearing into every corner of the vast battlefield.
But the situation before him was completely different from what he had expected.
As Jin's footsteps gradually approached, the smile that had been somewhat relaxed on Blackbeard's face began to slowly solidify.
“Impossible…”
He repeated the sentence, but his voice sounded a little weak, and the panic in his heart had begun to erode his sanity.
Jin didn't give him more time to think, stepping forward with steady steps, his face expressionless, as if facing a predetermined ending.
Each step he took was like moving one step closer to the shore of victory.
And at this moment, all of Blackbeard's confidence and arrogance seemed so fragile.
His eyes widened, his mouth slightly open, the muscles on his face twitching, as if trying to maintain that coldness, but he couldn't do it no matter what.
“What's going on?”
Blackbeard forced himself to calm down, trying to find a way to escape from his chaotic thoughts.
He instinctively prepared to use the power of the Dark-Dark Fruit again, preparing to open the dark space and disappear again.
But just as he turned slightly, Jin's figure pounced on him mercilessly.
Jin stared at Blackbeard's eyes, and said coldly:
“Do you think you can still escape?”
These words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in Blackbeard's ears.
He shivered involuntarily, and the chill spread from his spine to his limbs, making his body stiff in an instant.
At this moment, Blackbeard finally realized that Jin was not just chasing him—Jin's eyes were full of determination, a kind of coldness that was ready to put an end to this battle.
Blackbeard suddenly felt that his body seemed to be locked by an invisible force, unable to move at all.
He wanted to escape, but the suffocating sense of oppression made him feel an invisible restraint every time he moved.
“You…”
Blackbeard's voice was filled with shock and anger,
“Do you really think that you alone can defeat me?”
