The Rats Have All Arrived

A flash of light crossed her eyes, and with a wave of her hand, a roar echoed through the void.

Behind her, a massive black gate slowly opened, and from behind it came faint, restless whispers—the "chess pieces" she had placed in every corner, as well as her "prey."

Those beings she had carefully selected and modified were stepping into the trap she had set, exactly on schedule according to her plan.

Continue preparing; the upcoming game will be even more interesting.

She smiled faintly, her eyes revealing a coldness and ruthlessness from the abyss.

She was in no hurry to end the battle, no longer caring about Jin An's struggle or the forces attempting to resist.

She knew that this game was hers alone to control; no matter how the situation shifted, everything would remain within her grasp.

She only needed to wait patiently, waiting for the moment to wipe them all out.

The order of the world will be rebuilt by me.

Her whisper contained endless resolve. As her words fell, an even grander storm was quietly brewing, and everything would change for her.

On the blood-stained battlefield of Mary Geoise, sword glares and shadow of blades intertwined, while blood and fire ravaged this once-sacred land.

Jin An, Whitebeard, Loki, and the others stood on the smoke-filled front lines, their bodies already covered in wounds, but their fighting had not slowed down in the least.

Every slash swung, every spear thrust out, and every angry roar took away an enemy's life.

The Five Elders' clones and those bizarre creatures had once been the most chilling presences on the battlefield, but now, their numbers had drastically decreased, and the remaining sporadic enemies were being cleared out one by one by Jin An and the others.

Each fallen creature's corpse