Dream Empire
The moonlight was bright, cool, and serene, casting its shadow into the room and falling on the bedside, as if a layer of silver gauze had been laid out.
The giant on the bed snored loudly, his brow relaxed, and a smile playing on his lips, as if he were having a sweet dream.
Suddenly, the silvery moonlight seemed to come alive, creeping up along the corner of the bed, clinging to the giant's body, and gradually seeping into his dream.
With his strong, gnarled arms tightly embracing the towering tree, the majestic giant gritted his teeth and persevered in climbing upwards. At first, cheers and applause could be heard from below, but as he approached that supreme glory step by step, the sounds below gradually faded away, as if he were the only person left in the world, lonely and desolate.
Finally, at the moment he reached the treetop, all his sweat and pain had yielded wonderful fruit. Overlooking the whole world, he couldn't help but let out a long, triumphant roar.
"Cough cough... Young giant, congratulations on completing the ultimate challenge and reaping the highest glory of the Giants." Just as he was howling with glee, a voice suddenly appeared beside him, almost causing his legs to buckle and him to fall from the treetop.
"Who are you?" He turned around and found an elderly giant behind him, with a weathered aura, as if he had stepped out of ancient times, which made him feel respect.
"I am the ancestor of the ancient giants, the wise giant Wise Giant Mimir. Child, what is your name?" the old giant asked kindly.
"I... I'm called Balun." The young giant was clearly bewildered by the scene before him. His simple-minded mind couldn't quite grasp it, and after giving a confused answer, he respectfully asked, "Respected wise giant, may I ask why you are here? Also, aren't our giants supposed to live for 350 years? How can you..."
The ancient giant's face froze for a moment, but quickly disappeared. The young giant, of course, did not notice this and was still eagerly waiting for the old man to give an answer.
"That's a good question, but that's not important. I have something more urgent to tell you," the ancient giant said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
Seeing the old man seemingly radiating a dazzling holy light, the simple-minded Balun instinctively believed him and nodded solemnly, saying, "Respected wise giant, please speak."
"Young giant, brave warrior, Balun, you have accomplished this near-impossible challenge. Therefore, I will tell you the cruelest truth of this world... and the fate of the Giants and even the entire world that you must bear!"
Wow... what a sacred feeling! What's with this solemn and dignified sense of destiny?
Balun swallowed hard, his back straightening unconsciously as an innate sense of responsibility arose within him.
"See them? If you choose to take the blue pill, the story ends, and you'll wake up in your bed and continue your wandering. If you take the red pill, well, I'll take you to witness the truth of this world!"
"Huh?" Balun was completely bewildered as he looked at the red and blue pills in the ancient giant's hand.
What exactly is causing this feeling of unease and anxiety?
The young giant king awoke from his bed and paced anxiously around it, a sense of foreboding lingering in his heart.
Boom!
The Great Earthquake and roared, and as if signaled by this roar, the magnificent Giant Royal Court suddenly erupted into chaos, filled with an atmosphere of slaughter and bloodlust.
Before Prince Loki could recover from this earth-shattering turn of events, he found his door violently flung open. The giant who had once worshipped and revered him was now bloodshot-eyed and breathing heavily, rushing in like a wild beast that had lost its mind, shouting and threatening to kill him without uttering a word.
"Xiluo, Lin En, Bosis, have you all gone mad?" Prince Loki looked at the absurd scene before him in bewilderment, and even had the thought that someone had betrayed him and seized power, but he quickly dismissed the idea.
He himself was a giant, and a wise one among giants, so he naturally knew that giants, to put it nicely, are simple, frank, and without Mind's Eye, but to put it bluntly, they are stubborn, rigid, and lack common sense.
Therefore, if someone among the Giants were to rebel, the most likely outcome would be that they would be swarmed and beaten to death by the enraged giants before they could even finish speaking. For a warrior, only honor is inviolable.
Prince Loki's eyes turned slightly cold. If it wasn't an internal cause, then it must be external chaos.
Having traveled to many human kingdoms, he was not surprised by this situation. The world has never been harmonious. You can't be detached from the world just by staying in a corner and not fighting with others. Disasters always come unexpectedly.
Once he regained his composure, he was no longer confused and finally displayed the demeanor of a giant king when facing the surging tide of enemies.
With a gentle wave of his hand, the size of a millstone, he knocked these irrational giants unconscious to the ground. He carefully controlled his strength, worried that using too much force would injure his people.
Swords, blades, axes, and halberds slashed at his body, yet they couldn't even break through his skin. He was like a giant puppet made of cast iron, maneuvering among "fragile" giants and displaying an overwhelming advantage.
"What monstrous power! No wonder he's the king of giants!" Roy clapped his hands in the darkness, praising him sincerely.
In his view, Prince Loki was not much different from the Four Emperors; the only thing he lacked was the overwhelming power of the Four Emperors.
Whitebeard's strength, Red Hair's Haki, Big Mom's soul, Kaido's physique—if Prince Loki could reach the pinnacle in any of these aspects, he would truly possess the fighting power of Four Emperors.
If we really want to make a comparison, it would be Blackbeard before he ate the Dark-Dark Fruit. Although he was a step below the Four Emperors, even if the Four Emperors were to take action, they could only defeat him at most, rather than kill or capture him alive. This is also the reason why Prince Loki dared to go to the territory of Big Mom, the Four Emperors and the great enemy of the Giants, to propose marriage.
"Well, well, well, well, you're the real monster, aren't you? You secured the victory with just one move. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have imagined that you've developed the fruit to this extent," Big Mom laughed.
"It's too early to say we've secured the victory. Not all the Titans have fallen into my dream world. Those guys... they're quite a formidable force!" Roy sighed inexplicably. Elbaf was indeed terrifyingly powerful.
After unifying Wano Country, three Great Sword Master joined his ranks. If we include Yagyu Jubei, who temporarily broke through, the heads of the three destroyed families, and the one who was tragically killed by Kaido in the war, the number can be expanded to eight.
What does it mean to have eight Great Sword Masters? You might not be able to find eight Great Sword Masters on the entire Grand Line!
Among the Giants, there were twelve who resisted his dream whispers, not counting Prince Loki.
In other words, there are thirteen Giants who have reached the level of Great Sword Master in terms of Body Technique!