Chapter 611: Unpredictable Battle Situation
Outside the battlefield, the storm grew more intense. In the center where thunder and sword light intertwined, the battle between Jinan and Yimu was like a clash between two gods, and the whole world seemed to be shaken by their battle.
However, precisely because their battle attracted so much attention, on the other side of the battlefield, the World Government's counterattack quietly became more fierce.
"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by intensive artillery fire and energy explosions, the World Government’s army launched a full-scale counterattack.
Their troops are equipped with sophisticated weapons, wearing reinforced armor, and each of them is fearless and unafraid of death.
What's even more terrifying is that there are a large number of strong men in their team - elite warriors sent by the member states, and top assassins secretly trained by the Five Elder Stars, who have already ambushed in every corner of the battlefield.
"kill!
Crush all the rebels completely!"
A commander of the World Government roared and waved his hands to give orders, and suddenly a deafening cry of killing rang out on the battlefield.
The rebels were quickly defeated by the sudden and fierce attack.
Artillery fire rained down on their positions, shattering the fortifications.
Countless soldiers were engulfed by flames and fell in a pool of blood.
"Damn it, they were prepared!"
An officer of the new navy roared and swung his weapon tightly, but still could not stop the enemy's attack.
His forehead was covered in sweat and blood was dripping down his arms to the ground.
The soldiers of the New Navy tried to reorganize their defenses, but the enemy's strong men launched frequent raids, tearing their lines open one after another.
Kuzan stood at the front of the team, cold air surging around his body, pieces of ice and snow freezing the enemy's artillery fire and soldiers, but cold sweat was already oozing from his forehead.
"These guys...are all experts."
Kuzan whispered to himself. He looked to the other side of the battlefield and saw more enemies coming from all directions. He felt an unprecedented sense of oppression in his heart.
On the other side, the Whitebeard Pirates' defense line is already in jeopardy.
Whitebeard stood at the front of the team. He swung his sword fiercely, and a shock wave swept out, knocking the approaching enemies back.
However, his movements were a bit slower than usual.
His chest was hit by the aftermath of the thunder, blood gushed out of the wound, his face was pale and his breathing was heavy.
"Dad, we can't hold on any longer!"
Marco shouted, his Phoenix Force had burned to its limit, but it still couldn't stop the enemy's fierce attack.
Countless brothers from the pirate group fell behind him, and blood spread like a river on the ground.
"Keep holding on!"
Whitebeard gritted his teeth, stomped his feet hard, and the ground cracked.
He raised his sword high and swung it out again, creating a huge shock wave, repelling the enemies that were rushing towards him.
However, his movements seemed a little slow due to the injury on his chest.
Among the enemies besieging Whitebeard were several elite masters of the World Government. They were all experienced killers, agile and well coordinated.
While they were holding Whitebeard back, they were also looking for a flaw to attack him.
"That old guy is useless now, surround him!"
A black-armored warrior sneered, holding a pitch-black long sword in his hand. Taking advantage of the moment when Whitebeard swung out the shock wave, he quickly approached from the flank.
"court death!"
Whitebeard roared and swept his sword violently. The shock wave directly knocked the black-armored warrior away, but at the same time, another enemy suddenly attacked Whitebeard from behind and stabbed him in the shoulder.
"hiss--"
Whitebeard groaned, and the long sword in his hand could hardly be held steady, but he still held on.
"Dad!"
Marco roared, transformed into a flaming phoenix and rushed forward, repelling the enemies behind him. However, as soon as his figure landed on the ground, more black-armored warriors pounced on him and surrounded him.
On the other side, Loki was also in desperate situation.
His huge black dragon body was particularly conspicuous on the battlefield, attracting the attention of a large number of enemies.
Countless artillery fire bombarded him, and although the black flames swallowed up some of the attacks, more shells and energy waves still hit his body.
"boom!"
A huge cannonball hit Loki's chest. His figure shook violently and he fell to the ground with a bang, creating a huge pit.
He struggled to stand up from the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were still burning with anger.
"You bunch of ants!"
Loki roared and spread his huge dragon wings. Black flames surged towards the enemy like a tide, engulfing dozens of black-armored warriors.
However, more enemies came from all directions. Their attacks were precise and fierce, constantly consuming Loki's physical strength.
His movements gradually became slower, and the black flames on the dragon's wings began to weaken, revealing pieces of scales that had been hit.
His breathing became rapid, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body was shaking.
"Jin'an..."
Loki gritted his teeth and growled, his gaze turned to the center of the battlefield.
He could see Jin An fighting with Yi Mu, but he had no time to pay attention to the predicament here.
As the World Government's offensive becomes more and more fierce, the ranks of the rebels are almost collapsed.
Their position was completely torn apart and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties.
Even with the desperate resistance of the New Navy, the Whitebeard Pirates and the giants, they were still in an absolute disadvantage.
The rebel commander stood at the rear of the battlefield, his eyes full of anxiety.
He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:
"Hold on! You must hold on! Master Jinan will definitely win!"
However, his words seemed unable to inspire the exhausted warriors.
Their eyes were filled with despair as they watched their comrades fall one by one, but they were powerless to do anything.
The battlefield at this time formed a sharp contrast.
On one side is the battle between Jinan and Yimu, a power that is so untouchable that people dare not approach it;
On the other side, there is a bloody battle between the rebels and the world government. Blood and lives are constantly being consumed, and the rebel team is disintegrating bit by bit.
In this desperate situation, Jinan must break through the current battle as soon as possible, otherwise this battle of resistance will most likely fail completely at this moment.
Yim sneered, and that smile was filled with cold contempt and absolute confidence.
She stood in the air, her figure like a sharp blade hanging above the battlefield, overlooking Jin An, as if mocking the futility of all his efforts.
"What do you think this will change?"
Her voice was cold and sharp, like the biting winter wind.
"You should take care of yourself first."
Before he finished speaking, Yim's figure blurred in an instant and turned into a streak of lightning and rushed straight towards Jin'an.
Thunder exploded around her and a low roar filled the air, like a divine punishment.
A cold light flashed in Jin'an's eyes, and his body reacted quickly under the state of Ultra Instinct. He slightly misstepped his steps and moved sideways as light as a feather, avoiding Yim's direct attack.
However, this is just the beginning.
Yim's movements were faster than he expected. The moment she dodged, she waved her hand violently, and a huge lightning blade came across the sky and headed straight for Jin'an's waist.
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