Killing Weapons

Jin An swung his blade again, sending a slash of sword energy sweeping out and knocking all the Five Elders before him back.

He panted lightly, but his gaze remained sharp.

Scenes from moments ago flashed through his mind—their lucid eyes, the struggle within them, and the even more frenzied counterattack that followed.

He gradually realized that these Five Elders before him might be the products of some experiment, or weapons forcibly controlled by some power.

"They are no longer the Five Elders. They are merely tools."

Jin An spoke softly, a trace of coldness in his tone.

"But even tools must be completely destroyed."

Loki panted heavily, resting his warhammer on his shoulder. He glanced at Jin An and asked,

"What do we do next? They don't seem afraid of death at all. Are we really going to keep wearing them down like this?"

Whitebeard swung his long blade, driving back several Five Elders who tried to approach. Then he laughed heartily.

"Wear them down? No, we don't need to.

"They are only stalling for time. We just have to kill our way through!"

Jin An nodded, his gaze locking onto the depths of Pangaea Castle.

He knew these Five Elders were merely a diversion. The true enemy was hiding in the deepest part of this city.

"Charge through."

Jin An's voice was calm yet resolute, and his steps did not hesitate in the slightest.

"Don't waste time. Strike straight at the heart of it!"

His blade rose high once more. This time, Jin An's target was not only the enemies before him, but also the evil force hidden deep within the ruins—the force controlling everything.

Deep within Pangaea Castle, the light was dim, and the air was filled with a cold chill.

Imu sat high upon her throne,