As they gradually approached the shore, aside from the large group of big, dumb-looking brutes with gleaming eyes, the most eye-catching sight was undoubtedly the colossal tree by the coast, towering into the clouds.
It felt as though it connected heaven and earth at this very spot.
"So this is the Ancient Tree King Giandor mentioned? A gift only truly powerful warriors can receive?" Longinus gave it a few interested looks before withdrawing his gaze. What interested him more was this mysterious land.
As for the Adam Tree?
Though he also intended to build a warship of his own like Garp, he had never been overly insistent on things that did nothing to improve his strength.
Once the warship docked, the giants could no longer contain their inner urges and ran toward it like they were in heat.
"Yuriel, Angus, Bazel, I never thought that after fifty years, you would still..." Giandor moved forward, deeply touched.
However, the overly "enthusiastic" giants quickly knocked Giandor over, left a series of footprints across him, and continued charging ahead.
"I want the broadsword!"
"The giant axe is mine!"
"The Wolf Fang Club belongs to me!"
"Anything is fine, as long as it's the heaviest one!"
That was right. Do not assume these giants had gathered here to welcome their old friend.
They were merely trying to secure advantageous positions in the scramble for weapons.
As for Giandor, who remembered him?
Yet these advancing giants frightened the soldiers aboard the warship badly.
Anyone would struggle to remain calm upon seeing a group of monsters over ten meters tall charging toward them.
If not for their strict discipline, they would likely have leaped into the sea and fled in terror.
Just then, Longinus stepped to the front of the warship.
"Friends of Elbaf, please calm