Chapter 540: Counterattack
The members of the Whitebeard Pirates also showed their strength at this time.
A burly pirate captain swung a huge hammer and smashed it hard into the enemy's defense line, shaking the ground.
He looked back at his companions and shouted:
"Brothers, don't let those new navy guys steal our limelight!"
The pirates laughed rudely, brandished their weapons, and rushed towards the enemy like a tide.
On the other side of the battlefield, the giant warriors became the enemy's worst nightmare.
They wield massive hammers and axes, capable of crushing a horde of enemies with almost every strike.
"The warriors of the giant tribe never stop on the battlefield of victory!"
A tall giant roared, holding the war hammer in both hands, and smashed a group of enemy soldiers to the ground.
His voice was like thunder, which further lowered the enemy's morale.
High in the sky, Saint Jaygolucia Satan looked down at all this coldly, his face as gloomy as ink.
He clenched the weapon in his hand and growled:
"These rubbish actually let the situation turn to this extent!"
Marcus Mazsaint beside him also had a grim expression on his face. He glanced at the defeated soldiers on the ground and snorted coldly:
"It looks like we have to take action ourselves."
However, even as the Five Elders were preparing for action, the situation on the battlefield was still changing rapidly.
Jin An stood in the center of the battlefield, watching everything coldly.
His gaze passed through the crowd and stopped at the Five Elders in the distance, with a sneer on his face:
"Now, you finally realize your own shortcomings?"
"Unfortunately, it's too late."
As his words fell, the joint offensive of the New Navy, the Whitebeard Pirates and the Giants on the battlefield pressed towards the enemy camp like a tsunami, completely reversing the original disadvantage, and the rhythm of the battlefield was back in their hands.
The noise of the battlefield was suppressed by Jin An's calm tone. His eyes swept across the Five Elders, cold and sharp, piercing into the depths of the opponent's self-esteem like a knife.
"I wanted to force that Im out, but it seems like you guys are not important enough in her eyes."
Jin An raised his chin slightly, his tone without any emotion, as if he was making a verdict.
"Then you guys stay here."
When the Five Elders heard this, their expressions suddenly changed, especially Saint Jaygolucia Satan. His already gloomy face instantly looked as if it was stained with ink.
He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and roared:
"Jin'an! Do you think you have a chance of winning? Lord Yimu doesn't need to come here, we are enough to defeat you!"
"Gulalalalalalal..."
Accompanied by a heroic laugh, the figure of White Beard appeared beside Jin An.
He grinned, and the huge blade in his hand caused the air to distort slightly.
"I felt a little frustrated before and was mocked by these old guys. Now I can fight with all my strength."
Whitebeard's momentum was like a huge wave, rushing towards the Five Elder Stars in an instant.
He slammed the giant blade onto the ground, the shockwaves spread out, the ground seemed to groan, cracks spread like spider webs, approaching the feet of the Five Elders.
"What a crazy momentum!"
Shepard ten Peter Saint snorted coldly and retreated quickly, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
Jinan took slow steps forward, his momentum gradually rising.
His blue dragon human-beast form glowed with a faint metallic luster in the sunlight, and his domineering aura burst out from his body like a substance. With every step, the space behind him vibrated slightly.
“Where does your confidence come from?”
Jin An turned his head slightly, his voice low but like thunder.
The next moment, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only deep footprints on the ground.
The Five Elders immediately became alert; they felt a fatal pressure coming from all directions.
However, Whitebeard had already swung his giant blade and rushed forward to meet him.
"Come on, let me see the true strength of you old guys!"
Whitebeard's voice resounded through the battlefield like a loud bell, and the giant blade collided with the weapons of the Five Elder Stars, causing a deafening roar.
"Don't be proud!"
Izambarron V. Nasujuro growled, and his centaur form suddenly rushed forward, with the freezing sword in his hand emitting a cold light, trying to freeze Whitebeard in place.
However, Whitebeard's sword used force to break the ice into pieces, and the collision between the two men shook the surroundings like thunder.
On the other side, Jinan appeared behind Jaygolucia Satansheng.
His knife flashed like lightning, aiming directly at the opponent's waist.
Saint Satan reacted extremely quickly and barely blocked the attack with the weapon in his hand, but the strong impact made his arm numb and the ground beneath his feet collapsed.
“Is this your limit?”
Jin An's voice rang in his ears, calm but chilling.
The confrontation between the Five Elders, Jin'an and Whitebeard attracted the attention of the whole audience.
Members of the New Navy and the Whitebeard Pirates stopped and looked at this clash of top powers in shock.
"Commander-in-Chief Jin An and Whitebeard have teamed up! Even the Five Elders would be defeated by this kind of lineup, right?"
"But our opponents are the Five Elders. They support the existence of the World Government. This battle is hard to predict..."
A huge shock wave spread out, the ground on the battlefield continued to crack, and dust flew up to cover the sky, as if doomsday had come.
However, right in the center of the battlefield, Jin An and Whitebeard were like an indestructible pair of sharp blades, pushing the Five Elders into a desperate situation little by little.
"We won't retreat in this round."
Jin An's voice was low, but everyone who heard it felt a kind of decisive power.
Although the Five Elders were fighting with all their might at this moment, they seemed to be overwhelmed by the double pressure from Jin'an and Whitebeard.
On the outskirts of the battlefield, the figure of Loki, the Elbaf Giant King, was like an insurmountable mountain, with his warhammer held horizontally in his hand, shining with a cold light.
Although he has not taken any action yet, he is like a crouching lion, intimidating any enemy who dares to approach.
"You seem to overestimate yourselves."
Jin An spoke softly, his tone was calm but revealed a bone-chilling indifference.
He held the long knife, the tip of the knife slowly dropped, the sharp blade reflected a faint light, as cold as the scythe of the god of death.
Whitebeard laughed loudly and clenched his hands on the great sword. The domineering aura around him was like boiling magma, and every swing was accompanied by earth-shattering shock waves.
"Gulala! I said, today I will make you taste the taste of failure!"
Whitebeard swung his sword violently, the air was torn apart directly, and a violent shock wave pressed towards the Five Elder Stars.
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