#593 - Chapter 593 How Much Like Me

The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Those creatures that only knew how to blindly charge and kill were no longer rushing towards Jin An and the others without any order; their movements suddenly became methodical.

As if endowed with intelligence, they began to cooperate, outflank, and even use tactics to divide their forces in an attempt to disintegrate Jin An's line of defense.

A massive armored monster suddenly rushed out from the rear of the battlefield, attracting Whitebeard's attention, but just as he was about to attack, several shadow creatures quietly approached from the other side, waiting for an opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

At the same time, a long-legged monster in the distance suddenly jumped up, smashing down on Loki's dragon wings from the air, trying to suppress his aerial advantage.

"Tsk, these guys... suddenly got smarter."

Jin An slashed away a charging creature with his blade, his eyes slightly sinking.

He quickly scanned his surroundings and found that the enemy's actions had changed from a simple charge to organized tactical cooperation, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Loki's dragon wings were suppressed by the sneak attack, and his huge body shifted to one side, but he instantly adjusted his body, and his tail swept like a steel whip, knocking away the long-legged monster that had attacked him.

He roared angrily:

"These guys, they even know how to play dirty tricks?!"

Whitebeard shattered several shadow creatures with a single strike, his eyes coldly sweeping over those increasingly cunning enemies, and snorted:

"Their intelligence suddenly increased, it doesn't seem natural... Someone is pulling strings behind the scenes."

"Imu..."

Jin An turned his gaze towards the depths of Pangu City, he clenched his sword hilt, and said in a low voice,

"It seems she's finally getting serious."

Deep in Pangu City, Imu stood quietly in front of the mirror, a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

She watched the suddenly intelligent creatures on the battlefield in the mirror, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Finally, it's getting interesting."

She said in a low voice, her tone carrying a hint of pleasure,

"However, this alone is far from enough."

She slowly turned around, her gaze falling on a shadow behind her.

The shadow gradually revealed the outlines of several figures, and as the light gradually brightened, the faces of those figures became clear.

Blackbeard, Whitebeard, Golden Lion, Dark King Rayleigh, Kuma, Kuzan... these names were once legendary figures who resonated throughout the sea, and their images now appeared behind Imu, like a silent army.

And the aura of these figures was almost identical to when they were alive, and even the terrifying sense of oppression was undiminished.

"It's a pity that Jin An's genes seem to be a little different, and I can't create him. Otherwise, this game would be even more interesting."

Imu said with a smile, her tone revealing a hint of regret, but more of it was smugness.

She raised her hand and waved it gently, and those figures took a step forward in unison.

Their movements were as neat as machines, but the aura on each of them was incredibly real, as if they were these legendary figures themselves.

"These are not ordinary replicas."

Imu's gaze swept over them one by one, her tone carrying a hint of pride,

"Compared to Vegapunk's Seraphim, these are the perfect living weapons.

Genes, abilities, and even personality are all perfectly replicated... and they are even more powerful than they were when they were alive."

Her smile revealed a chill, as if she was watching a sure-win performance.

"Jin An, your resistance is ultimately futile."

Imu said softly, her voice filled with absolute control,

"Next, let you taste the power of these 'perfect' living weapons."

At the same time, on the battlefield, Jin An and the others soon felt an even stronger sense of oppression.

Those cunning creatures gradually retreated, as if making way for new combat power.

An undeniable pressure filled the air, a feeling that made everyone's heart tighten.

"What is it now?"

Loki frowned slightly, his scarlet vertical pupils scanning the distance.

His dragon wings flapped slightly, stirring up a gale and dispersing the surrounding smoke and dust.

However, when he saw the figures slowly walking from the direction of Pangu City, his expression suddenly froze.

"This is..."

Whitebeard raised his longsword, a trace of shock in his eyes. He looked at those familiar faces, and an unbelievable look flashed in his eyes,

"Blackbeard? Golden Lion? Rayleigh?"

Jin An clenched his sword hilt, his eyes staring at those figures like knives.

He quickly realized that these people were not the real Blackbeard and other powerhouses, but their aura was almost identical to those legendary figures.

"These are... gene weapons."

Jin An said in a low voice, his voice revealing a trace of coldness,

"Imu... she even made this kind of thing."

The replicas slowly walked to the center of the battlefield, their movements carrying a chilling sense of ruthlessness.

Blackbeard's replica showed a hideous smile, dark power condensed in his hand, and a low laugh echoed on the battlefield:

"You little brats, are you ready to be devoured?"

Golden Lion's replica stepped on the flying wreckage, overlooking Jin An and the others, his eyes revealing contempt.

His voice was sharp and arrogant:

"Hahaha, this is interesting. I didn't expect that after so many years, I could return to the battlefield."

Rayleigh's replica drew his long sword, his aura calm and sharp. He just looked at Jin An coldly, his tone revealing a sense of superiority:

"Since you've appeared here, don't even think about leaving alive."

"Tsk, this is a bit troublesome."

Loki said in a low voice, his dragon wings slowly unfolding, his scales flashing with cold light,

"These guys seem to be more troublesome than those low-intelligence creatures."

"But it's also more interesting."

Whitebeard clenched his longsword, a wild smile on his face,

"Hehe, I can't believe even I am standing on the opposite side. Then let me try and see how much they resemble me!"

Jin An didn't say much, he just took a deep breath, the blade slightly raised, his eyes revealing a cold fighting spirit:

"No matter who they are, anyone who stands in my way will be cut down."

The atmosphere on the battlefield became tense again. This time, the enemy was clearly not comparable to the previous mechanical creatures.

The appearance of the replicas marked the battle entering a new stage, and an even more fierce fight was about to unfold!

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly tense, the air seemed to be shrouded in a sense of oppression, and even breathing became heavy.

The enemies facing Jin An, Whitebeard, and Loki were not only the large number of creatures, but also the ruthless and powerful replicas.

The pressure from the enemy was getting stronger and stronger, as if the entire battlefield had become a huge dead end, pushing them to their limits every moment.