Wonderful Ability

Blackbeard was still roaring with laughter, completely unaware of the danger behind him.

All his attention was focused on Jin An, as if he had already decided that he would be the final victor.

"Zehahahaha! Jin An, come on! Let me send you to hell with my own hands!"

Blackbeard roared and violently thrust both hands forward. The power of the Dark-Dark Fruit erupted once more, and a black gravitational force surged from his palms straight toward Jin An.

That force seemed capable of devouring everything, making even the air incomparably heavy.

Jin An felt the immense pressure. His legs bent slightly, his body taut as a drawn bow, while the long blade in his hand gave off a low hum.

He knew he could not withstand this attack head-on, but he had to seize the chance to strike back.

Yet just as he focused all his strength on Blackbeard's assault, murderous intent silently approaching from behind pierced toward his back like an icy blade.

Imu made her move at that moment.

She lightly waved her hand, sending a black wave of energy hurtling toward Jin An's back.

The energy was powerful and deadly, even leaving a warped trail through the air.

There was nothing flashy about her attack. It was simple and swift, carrying an unwavering resolve to kill.

Jin An suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold on his back, and his nerves instantly tightened.

Years of combat experience made him leap forward almost instinctively. He spun around sharply and swept out his long blade, trying to block the sudden strike.

Boom—!

The instant the blade collided with the black energy, the immense shockwave forced Jin An back several steps. His feet carved two deep tracks across the ground.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his chest rose and