Chapter 645 You Lost, Im
"Why...why is he still standing?
Why does he continue to fight?!"
Yim's heart was filled with confusion and anger.
She had already tried her best and exerted her powerful strength to the limit, but she still could not completely defeat Jin An.
She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down, but the uneasiness in her heart was like a poisonous snake lurking deep in her consciousness, gnawing at her self-confidence.
At this moment, Jin An rushed over again with a knife in hand.
His figure was like a gust of wind, his steps were steady and swift, and the blade flashed a dazzling cold light in the sunlight.
That unhesitating attack and that desperate killing intent made Im's heart suddenly tighten.
She waved her hands subconsciously, and a dark barrier quickly gathered in front of her.
The blade slashed on the barrier, making a sharp roar. The powerful impact force made Im retreat repeatedly, and two deep marks were plowed on the ground beneath his feet.
Her body trembled violently, and a gap appeared in the barrier. Jin'an's blade penetrated her defense, leaving a deep wound on her arm.
"impossible!"
Yimu growled, a look of undisguised fear appearing on his face.
She took a few steps back, covering the wound on her arm. Blood gushed out from between her fingers, staining her white sleeves red.
Jin An stood in front of her, her blood still dripping from the blade.
There was no expression on his face, only indifference and determination.
His eyes were fixed on Im, as cold as the winter wind, making Im feel a chill involuntarily.
“What’s wrong, Im?
Isn't this okay?
Aren't you God?
Isn't he the one who controls the world from above?"
Jin An's voice was low, but full of endless sarcasm.
Yim's face became even gloomier.
She endured the severe pain in her shoulders and arms, her eyes flashing with anger and unwillingness.
However, her heart began to waver - would she really lose?
She, the being who had ruled this world for hundreds of years and controlled endless power, was actually forced to this point by a mortal?
"No, I won't lose... I can't lose!"
Yim roared in her heart, her hands clenched, and the dark energy gathered in her palms again.
But she found that the power that once seemed omnipotent now seemed a little slow.
Her eyes involuntarily swept across the battlefield, and she saw that the rebels, led by Jin An, were in high spirits and were constantly approaching her.
Those people whom she once regarded as ants are now using their lives to create opportunities for Jinan one after another.
Even though they could not pose a direct threat to her, their determination was like an invisible blade, piercing her pride and confidence.
"This can't be happening..."
She kept repeating these words in her mind, but her hands were shaking slightly.
And Jin An didn't give her any chance to breathe.
He rushed over again, and the knife flashed like lightning, heading straight for Im's vitals.
Im gritted her teeth and waved her hand to block the attack, but the huge impact caused her arm to become paralyzed again.
She involuntarily stepped back, her chest heaving violently, and her strength was rapidly draining away.
"Em, even you have reached your limit."
Jin An said coldly, with a firmness in his voice that could not be ignored.
"God? He is just a more powerful mortal.
Today, I will let the world know that so-called gods can bleed and die!"
Yim's eyes narrowed suddenly, and those words exploded in her mind like thunder.
Her legs trembled slightly, and the fear in her heart finally began to spread.
"Will I...really lose?"
She clenched her teeth, and the expression on her face changed from anger to complicated struggle.
This time, Yim's heart was shaken.
Yim stood in the center of the battlefield, and the original cold pressure seemed to have disappeared completely.
Her eyes became more and more confused, and anxiety surged in her heart.
Her movements began to become messy, and the dark attack that was originally precise and accurate now seemed a little random, no longer as accurate as usual.
Her arms trembled slightly, and the dark energy at her fingertips lost its usual balance.
She wanted to take control of everything again, but she found that her power seemed to be no longer so smooth.
With every swing, her heart was in turmoil.
Jin An's eyes were like a hawk, locking onto every detail of her. Although his body was covered in wounds, his inner determination did not waver in the slightest.
Seeing that Im's attacks were becoming less and less accurate, he felt an inexplicable sense of excitement in his heart.
He understood that this was the moment that would decide victory or defeat.
"Now, it's finally my turn to fight back."
Jin An muttered to himself, his pace quickened involuntarily, the blade lightly swept through the air, bringing up a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Yim quickly raised his hands, trying to block Jinan's attack that was like a storm.
However, her reaction was a little slow, and Jin An's blade had already hit her shoulder.
The blow was not a fatal one, but it was enough to make her body fall back a few steps. Blood flowed out from the wound, staining her clothes red.
"Do not……"
There was a flash of fear in Yim's eyes, and her body seemed to be hit hard by something, and she almost couldn't stand.
She gritted her teeth, waved her hands, and a huge black energy wave instantly pounced towards Jin An.
However, Jin An had anticipated her movements, and the tip of his knife darted past, cutting through her dark barrier at lightning speed, heading straight for her chest.
“This is… impossible!”
Yim almost growled, the fear in his eyes becoming more and more obvious.
She tried to wave her hands, trying to gather strength again, but the dark energy that once surged like a tsunami seemed to have lost her former control. Instead, it ran rampant in her body, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.
Jin An never stopped attacking, each of his strikes was like a raging wave bursting out from the tip of a knife, unstoppable.
Every slash seemed to be cutting into Im's divinity, tearing apart the myth of invincibility she once built.
"Even if you are a god, so what?"
Jin An's voice was low and firm, with a determination that would not tolerate any resistance.
"You have your weak moments, Im."
Yim's body shook, and her eyes no longer had the previous sharpness, but were instead filled with confusion and bewilderment.
She began to feel that she was losing control and had lost that sense of absolute dominance over the battlefield.
A hoarse voice sounded in her heart, as if a god who had lost his faith was asking herself:
"Will I...really lose?"
Every step Jin An took was getting closer, and every attack she made could not change the defeat.
She felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, a suffocating feeling spreading from the bottom of her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Jin An's eyes burned with determination. Each swing of his knife was swift and accurate, and the blade seemed to carry endless determination, pointing directly at her heart.
Yim tried to fight back one last time, waving her arms, her dark power surging like a beast out of control, but it seemed so slow and uncoordinated.
There was only powerlessness and fear in her eyes, and no longer the sharpness of the past.
Jin An leaped with all his strength, and his whole body drew an arc in the air. The blade flashed with cold light, and slashed towards Im with irresistible force.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and an unprecedented fear emerged in Yim's eyes. She was no longer the god who could easily control everything, but an ordinary life, watching her fate coming to an end.
The blade came into contact with Im's body, and the sharp blade penetrated her defense like cutting paper, embedding deeply into her body.
Blood gushed out, staining her robe red. Her body suddenly went limp. Her hands could no longer support her body and she fell heavily to the ground.
The luster in Yim's eyes gradually faded, and her body fell to the ground like a powerless puppet. Blood stained her clothes red, and her face, which had been full of confidence, had completely lost its former arrogance and pride.
Jin An stood in front of her, the blade trembling slightly, but he still maintained absolute control over the battle situation.
His breathing was rapid, and although his body was extremely exhausted, his inner determination was like a rock and did not waver.
"You lose, Im."
Jin An whispered, his eyes cold, like a terminator judging a god.
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