One Piece: Start as a mythical beast, practice to become stronger

The Five Elders stood in the center of the battlefield, their aura as imposing as a mountain and their eyes as cold as ice.

Jaygolucia Satan Saint clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the effort;

The centaur form of Izambalon V. Nasujuro-sei lowered his head slightly, his ice sword dropped, and a chill filled the surroundings;

The broken figure of Makas Maz Saint struggled to stand up, with his wings drooped, and looked around vigilantly;

Shepard ten Peter Saint was lurking underground, his tentacles occasionally emerging and swaying gently, capturing every movement.

"where is he?"

Jaygolucia Satan Saint whispered, his tone suppressed and irritated.

Their sights swept across every corner of the battlefield like a radar, sensing every faint breath, but Jin An's figure was still like a ghost, with no trace left.

There was an uneasy silence in the air, as if even the wind was suppressed and dared not flow.

"..."

In this stagnant silence, Jin An's figure suddenly appeared at the other end of the battlefield.

His appearance came without any warning, but with a force as powerful as thunder.

"Is it made from the genes of a giant bear?"

His voice was calm, with a hint of irony and pity, as if he was commenting on the creature in front of him.

The Seraph in front of him was tall and mighty, with an expressionless face.

His arms were covered with heavy armor, and the black wings behind him trembled slightly, carrying a cold and oppressive feeling.

However, in front of Jinan, it was like a clumsy doll.

Jin An's gaze was like a knife, piercing straight into the cold shell of the biological weapon, as if he wanted to see deeper through it.

"Unfortunately, you can't reach his state of mind."

Jin An said softly, with a hint of regret in his voice, as if he was lamenting that there shouldn't be more people as gentle as Da Xiong.

He gripped the long knife tightly, and the blade drew an arc of light in the air, like a meteor streaking across the sky on an autumn night, with a deadly edge.

"Disappear."

The knife flashed, and the next moment, the Seraph was like sand in the wind, instantly evaporating from the battlefield without leaving even a trace.

And that Seraphim was unable to see Jin An's sword light until his death.

“Jin’an!!!” The roar of Jaygolucia Satansheng was deafening, and his eyes revealed unconcealable anger and shock.

They failed to detect Jin An's movements in time and watched the Seraphim being killed. This was not only a destruction of their battlefield layout, but also a provocation to their dignity.

"How the hell did this guy do it?"

Izambalon V. Nasujuro cursed softly, clenched his ice sword, and the cold air suddenly increased, freezing the ground beside him.

"..."

However, Jin An disappeared again amid the shocked and angry gazes of everyone.

His figure seemed to blend into the air, and the murderous intent around him also dissipated, leaving only a faint sigh.

“The prey is always confused about the hunter’s location, but the hunter always knows his goal.”

His voice seemed to echo in every corner of the battlefield, and seemed to go straight into the ears of the Five Elders.

The battlefield fell silent again.

The destruction of the Seraph brought about a change in the situation of the war, but Jinan's hunting continued.

He was like an invisible wind, silently moving across the battlefield, and the Five Elders, these once invincible beings, felt the suffocating feeling of being controlled for the first time.

The air stagnated again, and countless creatures on the battlefield held their breath.

"He will come back."

Saint Macas Maz murmured, his eyes fixed in a certain direction, as if he was expecting the next storm.

And this storm is controlled by Jinan.

The moment Jin An swung his sword, the battlefield seemed to be torn in half.

He single-handedly killed the most threatening Seraph, and the momentum like a hurricane swept through the enemy camp and also cleared away the haze in the hearts of his friendly forces.

On the front battlefield, the New Navy, members of the Whitebeard Pirates, and the giant warriors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their enemies were briefly thrown into panic by the impact of the domineering power and the destruction of the Seraph, which allowed the originally precarious front to regain its footing.

"Haha, see! They also have moments like this!"

A new marine laughed and swung his blade, taking the opportunity to knock down an enemy.

His companion couldn't help but reply, with uncontrollable joy in his tone:

"We have suffered so much indignation before, and now seeing them in such a mess, I feel so relieved!"

The members of the Whitebeard Pirates were not to be outdone. A sturdy man patted his companion on the shoulder and said with a heroic smile:

"It's great! This battle is worth it. With Commander Jinan here, what do we have to fear?"

However, not everyone was carried away by this momentary victory.

A giant warrior swung a huge axe and knocked down the enemy who tried to fight back.

He did not stop, but reminded in a deep voice: "Don't relax! There are still many enemies!"

His voice was deep and powerful, like thunder, bringing the soldiers who had just begun to relax back to their senses.

"Commander-in-Chief Jin'an is indeed strong, but we can't rely on him alone!"

The veteran of the New Navy growled, with a hint of self-blame and guilt.

Another young soldier nodded in agreement: "Yes! We have to work harder too. We can't just rely on him!"

He tightened his grip on the weapon, his eyes becoming more determined.

With this reminder, the morale of the friendly forces became even higher.

Their laughter and joy did not disappear, but turned into flames of fighting spirit, burning fiercely on the battlefield.

"Let these guys see that we are not pushovers!" A captain of the Whitebeard Pirates grinned, led the charge, and launched a fierce counterattack.

The giant warriors raised their weapons and pressed down on the enemy like a mountain.

The slogans of the new navy members resounded throughout the battlefield, and the flashes of swords and shadows of sabers intertwined into one.

Jin An stood at the other end of the battlefield, looking calm, silently watching the fight of his friendly forces.

He did not participate in the subsequent head-on battle, but vaguely sensed that a new threat was approaching.

"Try again and see what else you are hiding." Jin An clenched his sword and sneered.

The rhythm of the battlefield has been regained, and a new crisis is brewing.

On the battlefield of Elbaf, the air was filled with the smell of blood and iron. Roars and the sounds of weapons clashing could be heard one after another. The New Navy, which had seemed precarious, was now gaining the upper hand.

The changes brought about by Jin An were like a lever to pry open the battlefield. His domineering attitude and the destruction of the Seraphim instantly caused a drastic reversal in the balance of power between the enemy and us.

The new navy is in high spirits

A young new navy soldier knocked the enemy to the ground, turned around to look at his companions, and grinned: "Look, they are starting to retreat! This is our chance!"

Another veteran blocked an incoming artillery shell with his shield, dusted off his shoulders, and sneered, "Backing off? It's just posturing. Let's teach them a lesson!"

As the shouts of killing resounded through the sky, the morale of the new navy was like a raging fire. They were no longer suppressed, and the battle formation was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, piercing into the enemy's line fiercely.

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