We Can't Do Anything

"Cough, cough!"

An elite World Government soldier struggled to his feet. His armor had been shattered by the shockwaves, and his face was covered in blood and dust.

He stared at the two entwined figures in the distance, his eyes filled with shock and fear.

"What... kind of monsters are those?

"This is no longer power that humans can endure!"

Another soldier beside him clutched his chest and barely managed to steady himself, his gaze fixed on the center of the battlefield.

His body shook violently from the aftershocks. He gritted his teeth, his face filled with terror.

"Those are just the aftershocks... Just the aftershocks alone have shaken us into this state!

"They aren't human at all... This is a battle between gods!"

The situation in the rebels' camp was no better.

A young warrior's hands trembled. His weapon had already been blown from his grasp, and he sat collapsed on the ground.

His eyes were vacant as he muttered to himself.

"We... can't even get close..."

His commander tried to pull him up, but his own face was deathly pale.

Even though he forced himself to remain calm, the fear in his heart was impossible to hide.

He shouted in a low voice:

"Fall back! Get farther away from them!

"We can't interfere in a battle like this!"

The surrounding soldiers all retreated. Whether enemy or ally, they all chose to distance themselves from the center of the battle.

The battlefield, once filled with slaughter and chaos, fell eerily silent at that moment. Everyone had tacitly stopped fighting, their eyes focused on the two figures clashing madly.

Jin An and Imu's battle had surpassed their understanding.

Those elite warriors who had once prided themselves on their strength now realized that they did not even have the courage to