Chapter 329: Battle against Magellan and Hannibal

His face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out of it, a gloomy look that suggested a storm was about to come. His eyes were extremely cold, like two sharp ice blades, making people shudder.

Every glance seemed to carry a bone-chilling chill that could penetrate one's soul.

Magellan looked at Ling Tian, ​​his heart filled with anger.

This intruder was so reckless right under his nose that he not only successfully avoided his attack but also penetrated deeper into the Impel Down City.

He felt that his authority had been greatly challenged, and the anger in his heart was like a raging fire that could not be contained. He clenched his teeth tightly, and the muscles on his cheeks bulged slightly, showing his inner anger.

"Don't even think about escaping." Magellan shouted coldly, his voice echoing in the scorching prison like thunder. His hands danced again, his movements smooth and powerful, as if he was directing a dance of death.

As he moved, the surrounding poisonous gas began to gather rapidly, rolling and surging in his palm like a black cloud. Magellan's eyes revealed a firm determination, he wanted Ling Tian to pay a heavy price for his actions.

Ling Tian looked at Magellan, his eyes flashing with a hint of solemnity. He knew that the situation had become more complicated and dangerous. Magellan was very powerful, and his poison gas attack was hard to defend against.

Hannibal was also watching closely, ready to join the battle at any time. Ling Tian felt as if he was caught in a huge whirlpool, and if he was not careful, he would be dragged into an irretrievable situation.

His brain was working rapidly, thinking of a countermeasure. Ling Tian knew that he could not just sit there and wait for death, and he had to find a way out of the predicament as soon as possible. He tightly grasped the Flowing Blade in his hand, feeling the power coming from the blade.

Hannibal also realized Magellan's arrival at this time, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

When Magellan's familiar and oppressive breath filled the scorching prison, Hannibal's eyes narrowed slightly. His heart was like a lake with a stone thrown into it, rippling.

On the one hand, he didn't want Magellan to take all the credit. Hannibal had always been eager to be promoted from deputy director to director, and this opportunity was crucial to him.

He worked diligently in the Prison of the City of Advancement, hoping to gain a higher position and power one day. Now, the appearance of Ling Tian, ​​an intruder, gave him a glimmer of hope.

If he could defeat Ling Tian alone, he would surely make a great contribution in front of the Five Elders, and his possibility of being promoted to director would also greatly increase.

However, the arrival of Magellan shattered his fantasy. Hannibal knew that Magellan was powerful and once he joined the battle, he would likely become the leader of the battle, while he himself would be marginalized.

He was unwilling to let Magellan take all the credit, and his heart was filled with resentment and jealousy.

On the other hand, he also knew that Magellan was very powerful, and they had to work together to deal with Ling Tian, ​​a dangerous intruder. Ling Tian's strength was beyond Hannibal's expectations, and every attack of his made Hannibal feel great pressure.

Hannibal knew that it would be difficult to completely defeat Ling Tian with his own strength alone, and Magellan's arrival undoubtedly added a powerful boost to him.

Although he didn't want Magellan to take all the credit, he also knew that at this time, they had to put aside their personal interests and work together to deal with Ling Tian, ​​the dangerous enemy.

Only in this way can they maintain the order and safety of the city and save their own lives. Hannibal's heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, and he didn't know how to choose.

But he knew that he had to make a decision quickly, otherwise they would be in even more danger.

Ling Tian looked at Hannibal and Magellan and couldn't help but frown. He glanced back and forth between the two of them, secretly thinking of a countermeasure in his mind.

The two people in front of him were both powerful figures in the city. The aura they exuded was like two towering mountains, making it hard to breathe.

Now that they have joined forces, it has undoubtedly brought him tremendous pressure. Ling Tian felt as if he was a lone boat in a storm, in danger of being swallowed up at any time.

Hannibal slowly walked to Magellan's side, his steps were steady and firm, and every step seemed to be on solid ground. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his black uniform fluttered slightly in the scorching air, exuding a majestic atmosphere.

There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, including a desire for merit and a blazing fire burning deep in his heart.

He was eager to prove his strength and gain a higher status and power through this action. He also had a clear understanding of the situation. He understood how powerful Ling Tian was and knew that it would be difficult to subdue him by himself.

"Magellan, this guy is not easy to deal with. We must join forces." Hannibal said in a deep voice. His voice was low and powerful, like thunder echoing in the air.

He stared at Magellan, hoping to get a response from him.

Hannibal knew that since he had decided to capture the man with Magellan, he could not just stand by and watch. He had to go all out and exert all his strength.

After all, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If successful, his position in the city will be more secure.

He could imagine the scene of himself becoming the director, commanding everything in Impel Down, enjoying the awe and admiration of everyone. This picture kept appearing in his mind, motivating him to move forward courageously.

Hannibal's heart was full of contradictions and entanglements, but in the end, his reason overcame his emotions. He knew that at this time, personal interests must be subordinate to the overall situation.

Ling Tian looked at Hannibal and Magellan's actions, his eyes were sharp as a sword, staring closely at the two people in front of him.

His eyes revealed determination and fearlessness, as if he was announcing his determination to them. Ling Tian knew clearly in his heart that a fierce battle was coming, and he was ready to meet the challenge.

He pulled out the lightning from his waist without hesitation. The action was swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. As the scabbard slipped off, a dazzling light instantly bloomed.

The sword flashed with dazzling light, like a bolt of lightning piercing the darkness. On the blade, light flowed, as if countless electric currents were surging through it.

The light illuminated the surrounding space, making the entire scorching prison seem to be injected with a powerful force.

Ling Tian tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, his palm fitting so closely to the hilt that it seemed as if the two had merged into one. He could feel the slight vibration coming from the hilt, which was the power of the sword responding to his determination.