Let You Taste Despair

Just as Loki's attack was about to land, Imu's figure silently vanished from where she stood, as though she had never existed at all.

Only the image of the Black Dragon streaking through the air at extreme speed and the black flames that swept through everything remained.

Loki's attack missed. The surrounding air trembled as the shockwave from Black Dragon Fang swept outward, instantly throwing the nearby battle into chaos.

Loki's pupils abruptly contracted, and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

Imu had vanished into thin air?

His attack had not even touched a single strand of her hair?

"Do you really think an attack like that can hurt me?"

Imu's voice echoed from every direction, like wind descending from the heavens and cold air rising from beneath the earth, reverberating icily beside Loki's ears.

There was not the slightest fluctuation in her voice, as though she had never regarded Loki's attack as worthy of notice.

Loki's body halted for an instant, unease rising within him.

He had clearly attacked with all his strength, yet she had effortlessly evaded it without any warning.

His expression changed. The cold smile at the corner of his mouth vanished at once, replaced by deep vigilance.

At that moment, Imu suddenly appeared behind Loki. Floating in midair, she slowly lowered her head and gazed at him.

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

"You people... are too weak."

Imu's voice remained calm, yet it carried undisguised contempt.

Loki's body trembled sharply. Though powerful unwillingness and fury welled up inside him, he knew that he could not compare to the woman before him.

Her strength was simply too overwhelming, so overwhelming that he could not even hope to reach it.

At that moment, Jin An and Whitebeard moved at