As the laws of time and space were invisibly stirred once more.
The battlefield that Shukaku and Charlotte Daifuku had ravaged into a complete mess.
Was slowly smoothed away as though by an invisible giant hand.
The scorched earth, deep craters, sea of sand, ruins, and that terrifying sand Pyramid.
All vanished without a trace amid the miraculous reversal.
Only the lingering embers of energy in the air.
Proved that a battle had just ended here.
The defeated Charlotte Daifuku had already been teleported away to receive emergency treatment from the medical team.
Half an hour later.
An incomparably massive figure radiating a savage, ancient aura descended before Crocodile with an earth-shaking crash, carrying an impatient thirst for battle.
He was from Elbaf, the son of the former King Harald.
Loki!
He possessed the typical features of a Giant: a wild pinkish-purple beard and eyes filled with confidence and battle lust.
He was far larger than an ordinary adult Giant, who stood just over twenty meters tall.
He had reached a staggering seventy meters.
Ten meters taller than the Colossal Titan, and comparable to the Nine-Tails.
His attire was much the same as usual, full of Elbaf style.
From head to toe.
There was a helmet with long, pointed horns, a blindfold wrapped around his eyes, and a golden belt adorned with a skull.
As well as gloves, trousers, and boots that were clearly winter wear.
The greatest change was the fur coat he had always worn.
It had been replaced with a specially made, oversized Army Coat of Justice.
Loki habitually stuck out his long tongue and licked his somewhat dry lips.
Holding a massive square warhammer in both hands, he stared at Crocodile with blazing desire for a challenge.
"Hahahaha!"
"Finally, it's my turn!"
"Sand Crocodile, watching those