#603 - Chapter 603 Let You Experience Despair

Just as Loki's attack was about to land, Im's figure quietly disappeared from the spot, as if she had never existed.

In the air, there was only the rapidly approaching image of a black dragon and the all-consuming black flames.

Loki's attack missed, the surrounding air vibrated, and the shockwave from the Black Dragon's Fang swept in all directions, instantly disrupting the surrounding battle.

Loki's pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Im disappeared into thin air?

His attack couldn't even touch a single strand of her hair?

"You really think such an attack could hurt me?"

Im's voice rang out from all directions, like wind descending from the sky, or cold air rising from the ground, coldly echoing in Loki's ears.

There wasn't a trace of fluctuation in her voice, as if she had never taken Loki's attack seriously.

Loki paused for a moment, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

He had clearly attacked with all his might, but the other party was able to easily avoid it without warning.

His expression changed, and the cold smile on his lips instantly disappeared, replaced by deep vigilance.

At this moment, Im's figure suddenly appeared behind Loki, she stood in mid-air, slowly lowered her head, and stared at him.

There was no emotion in her eyes, only cold indifference and disdain.

"You people... are too weak."

Im's voice remained calm, but with an undisguised contempt.

Loki's body trembled violently, and although a strong sense of unwillingness and anger rose in his heart, he knew that he could not compare with the woman in front of him.

Her power was too strong, so strong that he couldn't even touch it.

At this moment, Jin An and Whitebeard also attacked at the same time.

They approached Im at the same time, each launching their own attacks.

Jin An's long knife slashed towards Im's figure like lightning, while Whitebeard held his iconic long blade and swept it out, trying to surround Im from two directions.

But Im just smiled coldly, her eyes still indifferent.

She didn't make any movements, just waved one hand, and suddenly the atmosphere of the entire battlefield changed drastically.

Jin An and Whitebeard instantly felt an invisible force enveloping them, as if they were in an ice cellar, all their movements became heavy, and even breathing became difficult.

Their attacks seemed to be blocked by some powerful barrier the moment they approached Im.

Jin An's blade and Whitebeard's long knife stopped abruptly just as they approached her body, as if they were suppressed by an invisible force.

"Your attacks are nothing more than this."

Im's voice was still cold, as if declaring their failure.

Jin An and Whitebeard's expressions changed slightly, their full-strength attacks were easily defused, and they didn't even have a chance to counterattack.

Im floated in the air, coldly overlooking these two powerhouses who had once swept the battlefield, her eyes filled with endless contempt.

Im's words pierced into Jin An and Whitebeard's ears like a cold wind, and in an instant, the entire battlefield seemed to freeze.

Standing there, she no longer seemed to be a person, but an existence above everything else.

That contempt and provocation pierced directly into their self-esteem like a sharp knife.

Jin An and Whitebeard both felt an unprecedented pressure at this moment.

It was as if the air had become heavy, and every breath was like a struggle.

A flash of anger appeared in Jin An's eyes, and he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his knuckles turning slightly white from excessive force.

But his sword still couldn't break through the invisible barrier released by Im.

"What world's strongest man, what prince of the giant clan, what leader of the New Navy..."

Im repeated these titles contemptuously, with obvious disdain in her tone,

"Nothing more than this."

Her words carried an almost fated sense of oppression, as if the air of the entire battlefield was squeezed to the point of suffocation, bringing a deep sense of oppression to everyone.

Whitebeard's expression didn't change at all, he had experienced countless life-and-death tests for a long time, but at this time, Im's aura still made him feel a deep sense of oppression.

He held the long knife tightly in his hand, but he was secretly on guard, realizing that the enemy in front of him was not the kind of opponent who could be forcibly broken through with strength in the past.

His brows furrowed, and a hint of imperceptible worry flashed in his eyes.

"If you only have this little ability, I will be very disappointed!"

Im's voice once again entered their ears, cold and ruthless.

As soon as the voice fell, it seemed that even the aura between heaven and earth solidified, her figure almost merged into this space, and that aura seemed to press down on the entire battlefield, making every inch of air stagnant, as if even time was frozen at this moment.

Instantly, the temperature of the entire battlefield seemed to drop sharply, and the air became even colder.

Jin An's heart jumped violently, and the invisible pressure made him involuntarily hold his breath.

The surrounding rebels and enemies also felt this oppressive atmosphere, many people subconsciously took a few steps back, and some even knelt on the ground, unable to bear the suffocation brought by that aura.

Im gently raised her right hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, and her aura soared along with it.

Fluctuations appeared around her body, and the airflow began to rotate violently around her, like a storm gathering around her.

Her surroundings seemed to be shrouded in an invisible barrier, and even the residual aura on the battlefield began to be swallowed by her power.

Jin An and Whitebeard looked at each other, they didn't speak, but a hint of determination flashed in each other's eyes.

Obviously, they realized that the battle at this moment could not be won by strength and courage alone.

"I think, my time is limited."

Im said lightly, her voice clear and cold, but with a majesty that completely ruled everything,

"If you don't have any stronger skills, then I will be disappointed."

Her smile was cold and cruel, like a hawk above all things, overlooking the dying breath of its prey.

Suddenly, Im's aura exploded to the extreme, and the oppressive feeling almost made the surrounding air unbearable. Jin An and Whitebeard's figures were slightly pushed back, and although they tried their best to stand firm, that invisible pressure was like a mountain pressing on their hearts.

"How long can you last?"

Im's voice carried a frivolous smile, as if she didn't take this battle seriously at all.

Her eyes coldly watched the two powerhouses in front of her, as if waiting for them to make their final struggle.

Jin An's hand gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and the anger in his eyes had been ignited by her provocation, but he also knew that the Im in front of him far exceeded their expectations.

In this atmosphere, he could only make judgments based on experience and intuition.

Every inch of muscle was telling him that Im's power was extraordinary.

Whitebeard didn't respond, but slowly retracted his long knife, and the expression on his face became even calmer.

Although his heart was full of vigilance, he didn't show any panic, because he knew that only by remaining calm could he deal with such a strong enemy.

"Jin An, Whitebeard..."

Im's eyes turned to the two, as if waiting for their reaction,

"I will let you experience the taste of despair."

Her words were low and cold, like a voice from the abyss, carrying an unspeakable horror.

At this time, the atmosphere of the entire battlefield seemed to condense into a heavy boulder.

Everyone felt a deep sense of threat and oppression, and Im, that seemingly fearless existence, finally showed her true terrifying aura.

Jin An and Whitebeard secretly understood in their hearts that this battle was probably far from as simple as they had expected...