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

On the noisy battlefield, the sounds of shouting, panting, and the collision of weapons were intertwined.

However, at this moment, all the sounds seemed to be drowned out by that strange scene.

Jin An stared at Izambaron V. Nasu Shoulangsheng on the ground with a gaze as sharp as a knife, and a deep coldness flashed in his eyes.

The head that had been chopped off the ground was actually gradually recovering at this moment. The broken cervical vertebrae and flesh were wriggling strangely, as if being pulled together again by some force.

In an instant, the head of Izambalon V. Nasujuro was connected back to his body intact, as if the previous scene of being cut off was just an absurd illusion.

Jin An narrowed his eyes slightly, his stern face did not waver at all, he just whispered to himself: "It's really not that easy..."

He clenched the knife in his hand, but couldn't help feeling a heavy sense of oppression in his heart.

He had used all his strength and without reservation in that blow. He thought it would be enough to kill the opponent, but he didn't expect it to be in vain.

As expected, these so-called Five Elder Stars are not beings that can be measured by common sense at all, and their "immortality" is far beyond imagination.

The air around them seemed to freeze in an instant, and the guards and sailors looked at this scene with disbelief written all over their faces.

When the head of Saint Izambalon V. Nasujuro fell to the ground, an oppressive silence echoed on the battlefield. The navy and the holy land guards held their breath, as if time had stopped at this moment.

However, when they witnessed with their own eyes the broken cervical vertebrae and flesh slowly squirming and reorganizing, and finally putting the severed head back together, the battlefield suddenly exploded.

"This...how is this possible?"

A naval lieutenant stared blankly, the spear in his hand trembling slightly.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he shook his head in disbelief, as if hoping that what he saw was some kind of illusion.

However, the sight of his flesh and blood regenerating made it impossible for him to deny the reality before his eyes. The complete subversion of the laws of life and death almost made him collapse.

Some guards were so frightened that they couldn't believe their eyes and their weapons fell out of their hands.

They used to be in awe of the Five Elder Stars, and their awe was filled with a kind of unattainable worship. But now, this "miraculous" resurrection made them feel a deeper fear - these people had transcended the scope of humanity and had become some kind of invincible existence.

One of the guards whimpered softly, his legs went limp, and he fell to his knees on the spot. The feeling of powerlessness made him tremble all over, and his eyes were full of despair.

"Can't even behead him to death? Is he still a human being?"

A naval officer said in a panic. His face turned pale and he stepped back slightly, as if Jin An's fatal blow had also severed the last bit of faith in his heart.

He couldn't imagine, if even such a powerful sword couldn't kill the opponent, how could they compete with him?

However, Kuzan and Shanks' gazes were unusually firm. Although there was shock in their eyes, there was more anger and determination.

Kuzan clenched his fists, and a cold breath spread unconsciously. He gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the "resurrection" of Izambaron V. Nasujuro, and a more and more intense anger arose in his heart.

His voice was dull and low. "Is this what you call 'immortality'? This is absolutely ridiculous."

He knew that this was not true immortality, but a supernatural power that desecrated life and a forbidden technique used by the World Government to maintain its authority.

Shanks was more direct. His hand was already on the hilt of the sword, and his eyes revealed a hint of fighting spirit and contempt: "If that's the case, then keep slashing. I want to see how many times he can be 'resurrected'."

Especially those guards who were in awe of the Five Elders. They had long known that the Five Elders were powerful, but such a strange "rebirth" ability still made them terrified, as if they had seen an inexplicable miracle.

Some people stepped back subconsciously, fear once again eroding their minds.

"Do you think you can kill us just by strength?"

Izambalon V. Nasujuro Saint slowly stood up and brushed the dust off his robe, as if the heavy blow just now was just a trivial accident.

The indifference in his eyes deepened, and he looked at Jinan with a bit of disdain, as if Jinan's previous efforts were nothing more than a meaningless struggle like a child playing.

He said calmly: "You are just an ordinary person, how can you understand our existence?"

The several Five Elders standing behind him had indifferent expressions. Yes, all this was within their expectations.

They looked at each other, with imperceptible tacit understanding and coldness flashing in their eyes.

Obviously, this kind of "resurrection" scene is not the first time it has happened, and they have long been accustomed to it.

"Jin'an, you should have understood earlier that any challenge to the world government will ultimately be futile." Jaygolucia Satan said coldly, his voice hitting everyone's eardrums like cold iron.

Jin An did not answer, but raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.

His eyes swept back and forth between the Five Elders, and his coldness seemed to have solidified into substance, pressing straight into the hearts of the other party: "Immortality? It's just a lingering breath. I want to see how many times you can 'resurrect'."

As the words fell, Jin An suddenly took a step forward, his aura suddenly rising, and the domineering and suffocating aura swept across the entire battlefield again.

His steps were steady and powerful, and every step seemed to step heavily on the guards' hearts, completely crushing their already fragile beliefs.

And the navy officers also cheered up again at this moment, gathered behind Jin An again, with the rekindled fire of hope in their eyes.

Although the Five Elders did not show any fear, the coldness in their eyes was obviously deeper.

Perhaps it was because of Jinan’s tenacity, or perhaps it was because his calm attitude exceeded their expectations.

"What a stubborn fellow..." Topman Vochuli Saint whispered softly, with barely audible anger and disgust in his voice.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became tense again, as if an even more violent storm could erupt at any time.

Jin An tightly gripped the knife in his hand, his eyes sharp as torches, and faced the Five Elders who symbolized the highest power in the world without any fear.

Although he knew in his heart that this battle would not be easy, the indomitable fighting spirit and cold murderous intent burned in his chest like a raging fire.

He knew that this was not just a battle, but also a shackle that had to be broken - in order to break the unshakable authority of the World Government, and even more for the uncompromising justice in his own heart.

The Five Elders reacted quite differently.

Faced with the "rebirth" of Izambalon V. Nasujuro, they just watched coldly, without any surprise on their faces.

This kind of scene was nothing but normal for them, and they didn't even notice a ripple.

Topman Vochuli glanced at the shocked navy and guards not far away, his eyes full of disdain and indifference.

"These mortals are just sitting in a well and looking at the sky. How can they understand existence like us?" He snorted coldly, with a strong contempt in his voice.

The other several Five Elder Stars also sneered one after another. They were not in a hurry to take action again. Instead, they seemed to be deliberately delaying time, admiring the desperate struggle of these so-called righteous people.

Jaygolucia Satan Saint slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the field like a knife, and his voice was cold: "Jin'an, do you think you can change anything with just one knife? You are just complacent."

However, Jin An's gaze remained as cold, even sharper than before.

He stood there quietly, as if he didn't notice the noise and shock around him.

His eyes were fixed on the fully recovered body of Izambaron V. Nasujuro Seina, and there was no fluctuation on his face, only a deeper coldness.

He knew clearly in his heart that he was facing not just a few powerful opponents, but the abyss behind the entire human order.

No matter what abilities they possess, no matter how terrifying these "immortal" legends are, he must break this false myth.

Jin An slowly raised his knife, the blade still stained with blood from the previous attack. His voice was cold and firm: "You self-righteous gods are nothing but lingering monsters after all."

His words were sonorous and powerful, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

On the battlefield, the navy and guards who had been terrified just now seemed to have a glimmer of hope in their hearts when they heard Jin An's fearless voice.

Although the opponent before them was strange and powerful, Jin An's unwavering momentum and cold determination seemed to have given them the courage to face the desperate situation again.

The shock and panic gradually subsided, replaced by a firm belief: as long as Jinan is still fighting, they will not give up easily.

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