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A searchlight snapped on, its blinding beam striking the small boat.

"Who's there?"

A furious shout rang out.

The patrols at the G-5 base were no pushovers.

At the slightest disturbance, the soldiers sensed something was wrong.

This was the New World, after all.

Careless Marines had long since died at the hands of pirates.

The intruder stood fully exposed.

But before the Marines could make out his face, his figure swelled in an instant. His enormous body blocked the cold moonlight, and an ink-black shadow swallowed the Marines below.

"What... what the hell is that?"

"Is that even a person? Not even the Giant Tribe is that huge!"

"That size has to be a Devil Fruit Ability! Don't panic! Fire a volley!"

Boom—!!!

Before the Marines could react, a foot slammed down on the base. Blood sprayed everywhere; its victims had no time even to scream.

"Oh. I accidentally crushed the boat."

The giant glanced behind him. The wooden boat, shattered when he suddenly grew, was now a heap of wreckage floating on the water. His legs were submerged nearly to the knees.

The Marines who had escaped being crushed to pulp cried out in terror.

This guy... he doesn't value human life at all!!

Splash—!!!

Seawater churned and streamed down the giant's raised legs as both feet came fully ashore.

"Being this size is more comfortable without using my Devil Fruit Ability."

The giant stretched lightly, a contented groan escaping his stubbled mouth.

It was as if the form he had just worn was a burden, and this enormous body was his true release.

Woooo—!!!

An alarm suddenly sounded, throwing the entire base into a state of tension.

Anyone who could see could make out that island-sized figure.

Boom—!!!

Black Cannonballs flew toward the giant under cover of