"Hahaha, that's not a funny joke." Brogy's gaping maw was like a bottomless cave, its mouth seeming to conjure up howling winds with every word.
"Trying to pull us onto the ship? I wonder if you have the ability." Dorry brandished his greatsword and slashed heavily at Roy.
The sword Thunderbolt String Surprise, its momentum unstoppable, and the shockwave it created swept in like a violent storm.
This Sword Intent. If it had hit, given the terrifying strength of the Giants, Roy would have been either dead or seriously injured. It was clear that they had no intention of holding back.
To the Giants, dueling is a sacred and serious matter. To hold back in battle is not only an insult to honor but also a disrespect to one's opponent. To die in battle is the best end for a warrior.
Roy leaped high into the air, neither dodging nor avoiding, and used the Kikuichimonji in his hand to Great Collision with Dorry's greatsword.
Brogy, who was about to make his move, watched this scene in shock. He never expected that Roy would be so presumptuous as to try to compete with the Titans in terms of strength. While Roy Roy's courage, he also shook his head inwardly. It seemed that he had overestimated Roy before. Those who had never seen the Titans could never understand the true meaning of strength.
Seeing the tiny Roy facing him head-on, Dorry felt a sense of absurdity. However, before he could dwell on it, he sensed the terrifying power emanating from the greatsword, causing his hand to tremble violently and nearly causing the sword to slip from his grasp.
He gripped the greatsword tightly, his face flushed red, barely managing to avoid the misfortune of dropping his weapon. For a warrior, dropping his weapon was undoubtedly the greatest disgrace.
Seeing Brogy stagger back several steps before finally stopping, Brocky 'Dorry large, millstone-like eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets as he asked in surprise, "Dorry, are you drunk?"
In fact, if he hadn't seen Dorry's bulging veins and bulging muscles, he would have thought Dorry was holding back.
Dorry's face grew increasingly red, like a red-hot iron, and you could even clearly see the white mist rising from his head. He shouted angrily, "Go try it yourself and you'll see. He possesses the power of a volcanic eruption!"
Brogy was somewhat skeptical. Looking at Roy's small arms and legs, he didn't seem like someone with terrifying strength. However, he also knew Dorry's character and knew that even if Dorry failed, he would not fabricate facts to shirk responsibility; that would be an insult to a warrior.
"In that case, Roy, you'd better watch out, or you'll get a blow from my axe." Brogy excitedly swung his giant axe, which, when used with all his might, could flatten even a small mountain.
"Well done." Roy also changed his usual style, adopting a completely open and powerful approach. His proud extreme speed seemed to have disappeared, replaced by earth-shattering power.
Boom!
Even though Brogy was mentally prepared and did not underestimate Roy in the slightest, he was still devastated when he was knocked away by a sword and crashed into a small hill. He even thought about hiding in the hill and spending the rest of his life there.
It was so embarrassing. Dorry only staggered back a few steps, while he was sent flying by absolute force. Didn't that mean his strength was far inferior to Dorry's?
He had now subconsciously stopped comparing himself to Roy, that monster. Yes, a monster. Even he, a giant, couldn't match Roy's strength; what else could he be but a monster?
In reality, he and Dorry had been fighting for nearly a hundred years, so their strength was naturally comparable. The reason for this situation was that Roy was not able to perfectly control the surge of power during the first attack. By the time of the second attack, Roy had been able to roughly control that power, and that was when he was in trouble.
In fact, it wasn't just Dorry and Brogy who couldn't accept it; Roy's entire group of subordinates were also rubbing their eyes hard, looking as if they were still dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.
After all, the two giants didn't know Roy and thought he was just naturally strong. Although this was very rare, the ocean was so vast that it wasn't surprising to see one.
But in the eyes of Roy's subordinates, the meaning was completely different. Roy was able to roam the Four Seas because of his invincible swordsmanship, lightning speed, his Observation Haki that allowed him to Observation Haki enemies, and his unpredictable Devil Fruit Ability.
However, Roy was never known for his strength. Although his strength would increase to varying degrees as his physique improved, it was absolutely impossible for him to grow to the point where he could surpass the Titans in absolute strength.
"Borrowed power is indeed difficult to control, and I can't make it as easy as my own arm," Roy thought to himself as he felt the surging power within him.
Nightmare can freely transform into any mythical creature, something Roy cannot do because he has a physical body and cannot change his form in countless ways.
However, Roy can borrow a portion of the power of various fantastical creatures in the Dream Realm. For example, Roy previously borrowed the power of the Titan Giant, each strike carrying the force of a volcanic eruption, unstoppable, and as long as he stands on the ground, the power is inexhaustible.
However, this ability is not perfect. While borrowing power, one will also be limited. For example, Roy has now lost his proud speed. Otherwise, the overwhelming power combined with extreme speed would have created unimaginable power.
In fact, with Roy's strength, he could defeat both Titans even without the Titan Giant's power. But Roy knew that to truly subdue these proud Titans, he had to defeat them in their area of expertise. For Titans who worship power, submitting to absolute power was not a disgrace.
"Wow, that's some powerful strength. Roy, you'd better watch out. We'll be attacking together from now on."
Hearing what Dorry said, Brogy also brushed the rubble off his body and regained his confidence. "We are the strongest warriors in Elbaf, how can we fall so easily?"
Roy wasn't surprised. Giants warriors weren't so easily defeated. Only when they were beaten to the point where they didn't even have the strength to get up could they possibly lower their proud heads.
Dorry and Brogy truly lived up to their reputation as best friends of many years. Even though they hadn't fought together for nearly a century, there was no sense of awkwardness between them when they joined forces. Their sword strikes and axe cuts were perfectly natural, and the power they unleashed was definitely not just a simple addition of one to two.
Roy rarely engages in direct combat. Most of the time, he acts like an assassin, seeking opportunities to strike decisively. However, this doesn't mean he dislikes head-on battles. Deep down, every man harbors fantasies of passion and fervor, hoping to crush everything with absolute power.