Shifting Tides of Battle

Beyond the battlefield, the storm grew ever fiercer. At the center where Thunderbolt and blade light intertwined, Jin An and Imu's battle resembled a clash between two deities, as though heaven and earth themselves were shaken by their fight.

Yet precisely because their clash drew so much attention, the World Government's counterattack on the other side of the battlefield quietly became ferocious.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Amid dense artillery fire and energy explosions, the World Government's army launched an all-out counterattack.

Their troops were equipped with finely crafted weapons and reinforced armor, and every one of them feared no death.

Even more terrifyingly, their ranks included vast numbers of powerful fighters—elite warriors dispatched by the affiliated nations, as well as top assassins secretly trained under the Five Elders, all of whom had long been lying in ambush throughout every corner of the battlefield.

"Kill!

Crush every last rebel!"

A World Government commander roared as he waved his hand and gave the order. Deafening battle cries immediately erupted across the battlefield.

The rebels' ranks were swiftly driven back again and again by the sudden, savage assault.

Artillery fire poured down upon their positions like rain, blasting their defenses to pieces.

Countless soldiers were swallowed by flames and fell into pools of blood.

"Damn it, they were prepared for this!"

A Neo Marines officer roared, swinging his weapon so rapidly that it formed an impenetrable barrier, yet he still could not halt the enemy's offensive.

His forehead was drenched in sweat, while blood trickled down his arm and dripped onto the ground.

The Neo Marines soldiers tried to reorganize their defensive line, but the enemy's powerful fighters launched repeated surprise attacks, tearing open breach after breach in their formation.

Kuzan stood at the front of the ranks. Frost surged around his body, freezing