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

Jin An swung his saber again, and a stream of saber energy swept out, knocking back all the Five Elder Stars in front of him.

He was breathing slightly, but his eyes were still sharp.

The scenes just now flashed through his mind - those clear eyes, the struggle in the eyes, and the subsequent even more frantic counterattack.

He gradually realized that these Five Elder Stars before him might be the product of some kind of experiment, or weapons forcibly controlled by some force.

"They are no longer the Five Elders, they are just tools."

Jin An said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

"But even the tools must be completely destroyed."

Loki panted, put the war hammer on his shoulder, glanced at Jin An, and asked:

"Then what should we do next? They don't seem to be afraid of death at all. Are we just going to keep wasting time like this?"

Whitebeard swung his long sword and repelled several Five Elders who tried to approach him, laughing loudly:

"Waste? No, we don't need to waste time.

They are just stalling for time, we can just kill them straight away!"

Jin An nodded, his eyes fixed on the depths of Pangu City.

He knew that these Five Elders were just a decoy and the real enemy was hidden in the deepest part of the city.

"Rush over."

Jin An's voice was calm and firm, and his steps were without hesitation.

"Don't waste time, go straight to Huanglong!"

The blade was raised high again. This time, Jin'an's target was not only the enemy in front of him, but also the evil force hidden deep in the ruins that controlled everything.

Deep in Pangu City, the light was dim and a cold feeling filled the air.

Yim sat high on the throne, looking indifferently at the battlefield scene in the mirror.

In the mirror, the twisted and crazy figures of the new Five Elders were fighting fiercely with Jinan and others. Although their attacks were violent, they seemed increasingly powerless under the sharp blade of Jinan and the powerful offensive of Whitebeard, Loki and others.

That brief moment of clarity in his eyes seemed to be constantly struggling in their mad charge, but was quickly swallowed up, giving people a strange feeling of uneasiness.

"Ah......"

Yim raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was no emotion in that smile, only cold contempt.

She stood up slowly and walked towards the mirror with light steps. Her figure was reflected in it, as if she had merged into the entire battlefield.

"These guys..."

Her voice was low and cold, revealing a kind of coldness that looked down on everything.

"It's just a defective product."

There was not a trace of pity in her eyes. In her eyes, these new Five Elders were just one of the countless experimental subjects in her hands, or even inferior experimental subjects.

Although these guys were much stronger than ordinary people in terms of combat power, their instability, lack of independent judgment, and the struggle for sanity that they showed from time to time disgusted her.

"They are just consumables."

Yim said softly, with undisguised contempt in his tone.

"Now that it's all used up, there's no need to waste any more time."

She waved her hand gently, and the image in the mirror blurred instantly, turning into a bottomless darkness.

She turned and looked at one side of the hall, which was a heavy metal door covered with ancient and complex runes that emitted a faint red light.

There was a faint humming sound in the air, as if some life hidden deep within was whimpering softly.

Yim walked slowly to the metal door and gently ran his fingertips over the runes.

The runes gradually lit up as she touched them, and the entire door seemed to come alive under her fingers, making a low vibrating sound.

"These defective products are no longer useful, so it's time to bring in the real research products."

Her voice was cold and calm, as if she was talking about a trivial matter.

As she finished her words, the metal door slowly opened, and a cold breath rushed out from behind the door, bringing with it an indescribable feeling of oppression.

Behind the door are rows of neatly arranged petri dishes, with a vague figure floating in each dish.

Those figures were soaked in light green liquid. They had different shapes, but they all exuded a chilling power.

Yim's eyes swept over the petri dishes, with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

Compared to those crazy new Five Elders, these creatures she called "research products" were obviously more perfect.

Their body structures are more stable, their auras are purer, and most importantly, they have no self-will at all, making them true killing machines.

She walked to a petri dish and her eyes rested on one of the creatures. It was a distorted humanoid creature with sharp bone spurs on its back, abnormally thick limbs, and its eyes were closed, as if it was sleeping.

"It's time to wake up."

Yim said softly, tapping his finger on the petri dish.

The liquid in the petri dish began to churn violently, and the creature's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a pair of pure black pupils without a trace of emotion.

Soon, the creatures in the other petri dishes also began to wake up. Their movements were in unison, and the breath they emitted became stronger and stronger. The air in the entire room seemed to be compressed, making people feel suffocated.

"Go."

Yim's voice was low and majestic, carrying an unquestionable command.

"Tear those guys who overestimate their abilities into pieces."

There was no response from the creatures. They walked out of the petri dishes, the green liquid dripping down their bodies. Their footsteps were heavy but unusually powerful.

Their movements were silent, but every step carried a huge sense of oppression, as if death itself was slowly approaching.

Yim watched the creatures gradually leave, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

She looked up at the empty hall above her head, as if she could see through everything and see Jin An and his companions on the battlefield.

"Jin'an, can you handle it this time?"

She said softly, her tone full of indifference and mockery,

"These are not the defective ones you encountered before."

She turned around and sat back on the throne, her fingers crossed on her knees, her eyes slightly closed, as if waiting for a new drama to unfold.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and dust. At the foot of the ruined Pangu City, the monsters transformed by the new Five Elders had almost been wiped out.

Although Jin'an, Whitebeard, Loki and the others seemed a little tired, their fighting power was still strong, and every swing was like thunder, smashing those twisted enemies into wreckage.

"These guys... are finally about to be solved."

Loki panted heavily and swept his hammer across, completely smashing the last of the Five Elders that rushed towards him. The monster's body rolled several times in the air and fell heavily to the ground, never to get up again.

His grip on the warhammer loosened slightly, but the vigilance in his eyes remained the same.

"But this feels wrong, like it's not over yet."

Whitebeard swung his sword, and the shockwave swept away the last enemy in front of him. He snorted coldly, with a sneer on his lips:

“Hehe, something is wrong indeed.

That woman—Em, I don’t believe she wants to stop us with just this crap.”

Jin An stood in the center of the battlefield, the long sword in his hand drooping slightly, the blade still stained with the enemy's blood.

His eyes were stern as he stared into the depths of Pangu City, without a trace of relaxation on his face.

He could feel that a stronger threat was approaching, the air seemed to begin to condense, and a sense of oppression gradually emerged.

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