#449 - Chapter 449: Fear and Horn

The Five Elders looked at each other, their eyes flashing with complex light.

Witnessing Jin An's overwhelming strength, a trace of fear couldn't help but rise in their hearts.

Mars Mars Saint slightly tightened his fingers, feeling the powerful aura from Jin An, further strengthening his resolve.

"Indeed, Jin An's abilities have exceeded our expectations," he said coldly, his voice like ice, his face faintly pale, "If it weren't for Lord Im's instructions, we wouldn't dare to act rashly."

Shepherd Ju Peter Saint slowly nodded, his gaze passing through his glasses, looking at the chaotic battlefield, calculating the next steps in his heart.

Their choice was difficult and decisive. Faced with Jin An's threat, only by obeying that mysterious and ruthless Lord could they ensure their own safety and power.

"This guy's strength and aura are clearly a challenge to our authority," Topman Warcury Saint's voice carried a trace of unease, his gaze like an eagle, staring directly at Jin An.

"We must go all out and never let him continue to grow."

"Yes," Jaygarcia Saturn Saint's tone was cold, "Only by eliminating him can we maintain the order of this world."

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he had already regarded Jin An as a thorn in his side.

At this moment, every enemy in front of Jin An seemed like a stumbling block.

A raging fire burned in his heart, a firm belief against injustice and oppression.

He took a deep breath, feeling the power surging within his body, releasing outwards like a tide.

"Your determination is laughable," Jin An smiled slightly, the corner of his mouth raised in a mocking arc, his eyes flashing with the flames of battle.

He completely ignored the cold gazes around him, his heart filled only with the desire to meet the challenge.

"You chose this path," his voice was like a bell, inspiring, "And I will fight for my beliefs!"

The tacit understanding between the Five Elders had already formed, they knew that today's battle would be inevitable.

And this conflict was not only a trial for Jin An, but also a test of their own beliefs.

"Let's do it!" the Five Elders shouted in unison. The moment the order was given, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, as if a storm was about to come.

Everyone's heart was buried with different decisions and fears, only a firm belief drove them forward.

The air on the battlefield was filled with a tense atmosphere, Jin An closed his eyes slightly, silently reciting his beliefs in his heart.

Only in such confrontation could he truly find himself and experience that fiery passion and the meaning of battle.

"Come on, Five Elders," Jin An opened his eyes, revealing firmness and decisiveness, "I will use my way to prove to you that true freedom and belief cannot be stifled!"

Jin An rushed out on the battlefield like a beast, his momentum like a rainbow.

Every step he took was like thunder, the ground trembling beneath his feet, as if responding to the anger and determination in his heart.

The guards were no match for him at all. Faced with his sharp attacks, they turned into afterimages and were destroyed in an instant.

Blood splattered, accompanied by the sound of broken bones, forming a road paved with flesh and blood, leading directly to the deeper Holy Land.

There was no hesitation on Jin An's face, but rather a flash of excitement.

Every punch and every kick was a resistance to oppression and injustice, the anger in his heart turned into strength, constantly driving him forward.

The Marines stood in the distance, witnessing all of this, their hearts filled with shock.

Their mouths were slightly open, and they even made slight gasps, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Watching each of his attacks carry unparalleled power, hitting the guards and instantly tearing through their defenses.

As he moved, the surrounding Marines were even more stunned, their eyes revealing shock and admiration.

"This... how is this possible?" A young Marine muttered to himself, his eyes wide, as if he had seen an unimaginable miracle.

His heart was beating violently, unable to believe that Jin An, who they once regarded as a role model, was now showing such amazing strength.

To him, Jin An was like an insurmountable peak, and now, this peak seemed to be climbing in an incredible way.

Another Marine clenched his fists, his face full of excitement and unease.

"Is... is he really one of us?"

His voice trembled, and a sense of pride and pride he had never felt before rose in his heart, but what followed was deep doubt.

Jin An's performance exceeded their imagination, every punch and every kick seemed to be telling them: this person is not the ordinary person they imagined.

"We were still worried that he would be defeated, but now he is so strong!"

A veteran muttered to himself, his hands shaking involuntarily, as if infected by Jin An's aura.

His mood changed from tension to excitement, and deep admiration made him realize that Jin An was not only their companion, but also their hope and belief.

And beside Kong, he also felt the emotional fluctuations of the Marines, turned his head to look at those young faces, and found that their eyes were flashing with excitement and amazement, as if every attack of Jin An was burning their hearts' desire for justice.

At this time, a complex emotion also surged in Kong's heart - pride, worry and expectation for the future intertwined.

"He did it, he really did it!" a young Marine murmured in his heart, his eyes slightly moist.

At this moment, Jin An was no longer the senior in their hearts, but a true warrior, a symbol of their common faith.

Their confidence was ignited, and the fighting spirit in their hearts became more and more firm.

"Following him, we will never lose!" In an instant, all the Marines seemed to be infected by Jin An's power, and a resonance was generated in their hearts.

When Jin An's figure became taller and taller on the battlefield, a noble belief arose in the hearts of the Marines: as long as Jin An is there, they can face all difficulties and obstacles, and even if the road ahead is dangerous, they must move forward bravely!

Those Holy Land guards who were unusually powerful in their eyes were easily scattered by Jin An, as if they were just paper puppets.

Kong looked at this scene, and the shock in his eyes was even more difficult to conceal, and he even rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that all of this was true.

"This kid is simply a monster!"

He marveled to himself, Jin An's performance exceeded his expectations.

Those guards originally thought they could easily suppress Jin An, but now they found that they were just prey being torn apart, with no power to fight back.

Whenever Jin An's fist fell, it would be accompanied by the painful screams of the guards, deeply piercing their hearts.

Jin An's heart was extremely clear at this moment, he felt the surging power, felt that long-lost freedom.

Every time he knocked down an enemy, it was a counterattack against past repression, making him more determined in his beliefs.

This is not only a battle, but also a baptism, an opportunity for him to reshape himself.

He whispered to himself: "I won't stop!"

His voice was firm and powerful, like a battle horn.

His gaze penetrated the chaos and locked onto the deeper target, and an unstoppable passion burned in his heart.

Jin An stepped forward, followed by the increasingly shocked Marines, their respect and trust in him growing deeper.

"This is my choice!" he roared, rushing towards the deeper Holy Land, like a lion breaking into a storm, becoming more and more unstoppable.

Every roar was like thunder, conveying his desire and determination for freedom.

On this road of flesh and blood, Jin An will write his own legend in his own way.

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