#605 - Chapter 605: The Power of Yimu
However, the surrounding warriors had no time to respond to Loki's words.
Each of them was desperately resisting Imu's offensive.
A trace of solemnity flashed in Whitebeard's eyes as he gripped his long sword, his face slightly paling.
Although he was among the top tier of strength in this world, possessing unparalleled combat power, he was still filled with unease and fear in the face of Imu's thunderous blow.
Each wave of impact made him feel as if his body was on the verge of collapse, as if even his soul was suppressed by this terrifying power.
Jin likewise had no time to respond to Loki's words.
His blade light and domineering aura swept out, each swing of his sword like tearing apart pieces of void, as he tried to use his power to resist the overwhelming thunder.
But he could clearly feel that this level of attack was not simply physical power, but almost had the ability to destroy everything.
Every blow carried irresistible destruction, and when the blade was swung, it seemed as if even the air was fighting against him, resisting his power.
"Damn it!"
Jin cursed in a low voice, stomping his foot fiercely and forcibly pushing himself forward.
His blade collided with the thunder, emitting a loud "clang!", and he was almost sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
However, this was just the beginning.
Imu's offensive had not stopped by far.
Her power continued to expand outward, each lightning bolt, each ray of light, seemed to declare her supreme power to all directions.
The soldiers on the battlefield were almost unable to breathe under this pressure, all the buildings and land were shaking, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be torn apart. The lightning was no longer a simple electric current, but the ultimate blow formed by the fear of the entire world.
"Get out of the way!"
Whitebeard's voice came, and he swung his long sword with all his might, a blue light instantly piercing all directions, trying to buy his teammates a little time.
However, in the face of Imu's pressure, he could also feel powerless, as if all his efforts were disappearing in the face of this endless power.
Everything around him instantly became an inescapable cage.
Everyone was trying to fight back in their own way, but no matter what, they could not avoid the thunderous offensive.
At this time, the battlefield was no longer a simple hand-to-hand combat, but a life-and-death contest.
"Can we... withstand it?"
Whitebeard's face became even more unsightly, and the anxiety in his heart had occupied his entire mind.
He did not answer, nor did he have time to analyze Imu's true strength.
At this time, all thinking could only be transformed into a firm will to fight with all his strength.
And in this violent thunder, the only thing to do was to meet Imu's ultimate judgment.
Jin's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring straight at Imu's figure.
There was not a trace of wavering in his eyes. Although his body was oppressed by the thunderous aura emitted by Imu, making it almost difficult to breathe, he still did not look away, as if at this moment, only he and Imu were left between heaven and earth.
The roar and chaos on the battlefield were isolated by him. At this time, his world had completely quieted down.
"Is this her power?"
Jin murmured in his heart.
He could feel the terror of this power, as if the entire world was in her control, and every trace of aura was enough to destroy the world.
However, he did not have the slightest fear, nor did he regret it—he had already anticipated such a situation the moment he decided to come to Mary Geoise.
Imu, the ruler of the World Government hidden in the depths.
This name had long become synonymous with fear for countless people.
Her existence was like the shadow of the abyss, never truly touched.
No one knows how many years she has lived, nor does anyone know how many backhands and methods she possesses, but Jin understands that he, standing on this stage, has no way out.
"Since I'm here, I must have the determination to fight to the death."
Jin sneered inwardly, his fingertips tightened slightly, and the knife in his hand made a low humming sound, as if responding to his determination.
The air was filled with the scorching aura of thunder, and Imu's cold eyes still looked down on everything. She looked at Jin, her eyes without a trace of fluctuation, as if Jin was just an insignificant ant under her feet.
"Do you think your struggle has any meaning?"
Imu spoke softly, her voice low but full of pressure,
"No matter how unwilling you are, the ending is already doomed."
Jin did not respond, and even seemed not to have heard her words.
His eyes became more and more cold, and he was like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed, revealing his sharpness.
He knew that in the face of such an enemy, any language was meaningless, and only the sword in his hand could speak.
In the next moment, Jin moved.
His body was like a bolt of lightning, instantly tearing through the air, rushing towards Imu with an unstoppable momentum.
His movements were so fast that it was difficult to capture, as if the entire space was cut open by his blade.
At this moment, Jin's whole body erupted with domineering aura, and the strong aura was like a raging tsunami, sweeping the entire battlefield.
"Buzz—"
The light of the sword flashed, and at that moment, the entire battlefield seemed to lose its color, and only the blade in Jin's hand reflected a cold light.
His goal was straight at Imu's chest, that knife was as fast as the wind, as strong as thunder, and there was almost no room to dodge.
Imu stood quietly in place, still with that cold and calm look.
In the face of Jin's overwhelming offensive, she did not panic at all, but slightly raised her hand, and an invisible force gathered at her fingertips.
"Overestimate yourself."
Imu's voice came faintly, her movements were understated, but that kind of power made the thunder in the air restless, as if the world was catering to her will.
"Boom——!"
The moment Jin's blade collided with Imu's power in the air, a loud noise erupted throughout the battlefield.
At that moment, it was as if two planets were colliding, and the shock wave spread frantically around the two as the center. The huge airflow shattered everything around them, and whether it was collapsed buildings or soldiers who had not yet escaped, they were all swept into the storm by this force.
Jin's figure stagnated slightly in the impact, but his eyes were still calm, and the knife in his hand did not stop, but rotated again with the help of this force, and the blade drew an extremely sharp arc, once again slashing towards Imu.
This blow was even more fierce and decisive than before, as if he had condensed all his strength and will into this knife.
"Interesting."
The corners of Imu's mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold smile.
Her fingers waved lightly again, and the invisible barrier flowed like water, accurately blocking Jin's blade.
The blade collided with the barrier, making a harsh friction sound, sparks splashed, but it could not break through that invisible barrier.
Jin gritted his teeth, and the power in his hand suddenly increased, and his whole person's momentum climbed again.
He stomped his foot fiercely, the ground instantly collapsed, countless gravels were blown away, and he was like an angry dragon pressing towards Imu.
