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A single sweep of its tail plowed an abyss through this city of Giants-the fissure cut across the urban districts and extended deep into the dense forests beyond.
Had it struck an ordinary island, that blow would have split the land in two.
"No wonder they call it the Giants' trial."
Rossi had once wondered: the powerful people of this world all tempered their Haki through blood and fire, a power born of will.
What about the Giants, then? Where were their battlefields?
The legends of the Giant Warrior Pirates were already decades old.
And since Elbaf was called "the world's strongest nation"
, it must have endured countless battles.
Now he understood.
That enormous tree standing at the ** of the nation, piercing straight into the heavens-the colossal presence called the "World Tree"
-had creatures called "dragons"
nesting among its branches.
Fighting these enormous dragons was part of a Giant warrior's daily life.
"For Elbaf!"
The roar erupted like thunder.
The Giant king burst through the surging air, trailing white streaks as he hurtled like a meteor toward the seven-headed monster.
His war spear swept sideways and slammed into the side of one head.
The dull impact sounded like a mountain range collapsing.
The thousand-meter-tall beast staggered backward, crushing rows of buildings before the Royal Court's towering walls barely stopped it.
"Fárbauti!"
Seven enormous mouths roared in unison.
Crimson light gathered in their throats.
Seven incandescent white beams erupted simultaneously, like spears hurled by a god.
Before the streams of light arrived, their terrifying heat had already set the air boiling and warping.
That was not pure light-it was heat pushed to its extreme.
At its core, this many-headed monster was still a dragon that commanded flames.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
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