On the deck of the warship, the sea breeze carried the stench of blood and rust as waves surged around them, as if recounting the cruelty of the brutal battle that had just ended.
Jin An slowly walked across the shattered deck, stepping over the corpses of Spiral-Tortoise Fruit users—
Those enemies who had once relied on their strange abilities to sow chaos across the seas were now nothing more than cold remains.
"Their abilities are indeed troublesome at sea, but troublesome is all they are."
Jin An muttered to himself, his voice low and resolute.
Every step he took was steady yet filled with killing intent, as though he were crushing the last remnants of his enemies' hope beneath his feet.
Looking toward the Red Line, the towering palace of Mary Geoise had once been the World Government's proudest symbol. Now, however, repeated wars and internal strife had left it on the verge of collapse, its former majesty long since faded.
Jin An knew full well that if Imu did not increase the pressure on this front, the Neo Marines' combat strength would soon reveal its weaknesses, perhaps even leading them into a crisis of defeat.
As he calculated his next move, Jin An's gaze gradually narrowed, his thoughts churning. In this conflict, victory would not depend solely on the current clash of forces; they needed an ultimate weapon capable of turning the tide.
He quietly gave an order to the voice in his heart:
"We must find the hidden Ancient Weapon... Pluton."
His voice echoed in his heart, as if paving a road toward absolute victory.
Jin An knew that Pluton was not merely a weapon. It was the key to overturning the entire battlefield.
Only with that ancient power could they turn the situation around when facing