A Lively Scene

Just then, Jin An and Loki appeared at the edge of the battlefield. Though each had different combat duties, the same light—hope—shone in their eyes at this moment.

A smile curled at Jin An's lips as he felt a long-lost strength surge from deep within his heart.

Loki was no longer the lofty prince of the Giants. He lowered his head slightly, and seeing hope return to the faces of those once-helpless rebels, he felt a trace of comfort as well.

"Let's take them down together!"

Jin An's deep voice rang across the battlefield, filled with resolve and determination.

At that instant, the rebels were completely revived. Everyone pulled themselves together, as though all fear and despair had been cast aside in a single moment.

A new battle was about to begin, and this battle was destined to decide their fate.

Imu stood in the distance, her gaze sweeping coldly over the battlefield. She did not react at once.

She knew the shifting situation was no longer within her control, but she remained calm, though a measure of vigilance had risen in her heart.

"It seems this battle is more complicated than I imagined."

"What is going on? What are these Pacifistas and Seraphim doing!?"

The battlefield was in chaos, with terrified cries from the enemy rising one after another, confusion and fury tangled together.

The World Government forces, once holding an overwhelming advantage, had suddenly encountered a betrayal they had never anticipated. In that instant, every commander was left bewildered.

"Have they rebelled!?"

A World Government commander roared, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Standing amid the shattered battlefield, he gripped his command saber tightly, his gaze piercing through everything as he tried to find any clue that could explain the situation before him.

The Pacifistas moved like ghosts, swiftly