"General Chital!!"
The elite giant warriors roared in unison, charging into the smoke-filled battlefield with fury and desperation.
"One Hundred Million Volts: Thunder Qilin!!"
Redfield raised his noble sword, summoning a thunder-clad unicorn that galloped across the battlefield in a flash. In a split second, the lightning beast struck the charging giants, dropping them like felled trees. Their eyes rolled back, smoke rising from their bodies—some still twitching, others scorched black.
The watching giants in Giant Soldier City collectively gasped, cold sweat forming on their brows. These weren't just soldiers—they were elite warriors from Titan King City. And they'd been electrocuted in the blink of an eye.
"Argh!!"
Chital burst forth from the shattered mud wall, his eyes bloodshot as he stared down the Golden Lion Shiki. But the sight of his fallen subordinates made his chest tighten.
Three terrifying foes—each possibly stronger than him—had surrounded him. He was cornered, and he knew it.
"Gurarara~ Shiki, if you can't even scratch him, don't hog the spotlight. All you did was raise some dust!" Whitebeard Newgate chuckled mockingly.
"Tch! It's called psychological warfare, old man! Irritate your enemy, rattle them, and then go for the kill!" Golden Lion Shiki shot back with a smirk, clearly unfazed as he recalibrated his strategy. He realized that mere suppression wouldn't work—brute force was the way forward.
"Yohoho~ General Chital, please calm down. I truly came here with peaceful intentions. We're not here to conquer—we're here to cooperate," Brook said as he floated down gently beside Chital, riding Hera, the Somersault Cloud.
Brook wasn't naïve. He understood the delicate balance of power. The Five Elders and the World Government would never allow a group as dangerous as the Hell Pirates to gain control of Elbaf. The political pressure alone could bring the wrath of the heavens—possibly literally.
That's why Brook wasn't aiming for domination. If King Odin refused all talks of cooperation, Brook already had a contingency plan—Shiki would lift Giant Soldier City and plant it just off the coast of Elbaf. Technically no longer in Elbaf territory, and yet, still close enough to control trade and movement.
If push came to shove, the special economic zone of Giant City would become a haven for wandering giants. They'd come willingly—for commerce, for opportunity, for survival. Brook didn't need to conquer Elbaf when he could outgrow it.
"Cooperation? Is that what you call quietly building a city on Elbaf's land? You pirates are full of tricks!" Chital growled. His body was battered, but his will remained unbroken.
His thoughts were racing. He had to get word back to Titan King City. If all of them fell here, it might be too late before King Odin even realized what had happened.
"If we moved the city off Elbaf's soil, could we talk then?" Brook asked, voice calm, but eyes sharp. He wasn't joking—flexibility was part of his game. He didn't need land. He needed influence.
Brook hovered closer. "I hear Elbaf respects strength above all. Any warrior powerful enough has a chance to become king. Tell me, Chital... as Elbaf's second-strongest warrior, aren't you... even the slightest bit interested?"
Chital narrowed his eyes. Was this pirate trying to bribe him with dreams of a crown?
Brook's smile remained, but his true intent was buried deep. He needed powerful giants. The stronger the pawn, the more valuable the play. Chital would be an excellent candidate... if he could be broken in.
But Chital saw right through him.
"You want to use me to control Elbaf? Dream on! Elbaf will never kneel to outsiders!"
"Then have some respect, Giant!"
A bolt of crimson lightning surged from Redfield's fingertips, striking Chital straight through the chest. His body convulsed violently, muscles tightening, smoke curling off his armor.
Even so—he didn't fall.
Chital gritted his teeth, grasped the hilt of Kratos' Axe of the God of War, and raised his head with defiance. "I may be surrounded, but I will never surrender! The honor of Elbaf is carved into my bones!"
Brook sighed. "Your battle axe is a masterpiece. Don't worry—we'll take good care of it."
And with that cue, Redfield, Newgate, and Shiki moved in unison.
The second-strongest warrior in the Elbaf Giant Kingdom fell—captured, restrained, and dragged back to Giant Soldier City. His weapon, the legendary Kratos' Axe, was hauled over Whitebeard's shoulder like a trophy.
Though too massive for direct use, the axe gleamed with potential. Its blade, forged from Gungnir Sacred Steel, was a rare treasure—prime material for reforging legendary weapons.
Meanwhile, the captured giant warriors were tied and thrown into the Giant Soldier City's dungeon by Rocky and his men.
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Inside the command hall of the Hell Pirates' branch in Giant Castle, a party was underway.
Weapons clinked, meat sizzled, barrels of wine were popped open.
"Gurarara~ This axe is no joke. I almost feel bad melting it down—but hey, it's too big to swing around. Might as well turn it into something useful!" Newgate laughed, patting the towering blade beside him.
Brook nodded, sipping his drink with a grin. "Let's wait a bit. I suspect King Odin may try to trade for it. And if he offers more Gungnir in return, why not take the deal?"
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Brook sat in deep thought, considering how to break the deadlock in Elbaf. His original plan had been simple: establish the Giant Soldier City as a base, slowly expand outward, and groom Rocky into a giant strong enough to rival King Odin.
But clearly, he had underestimated both King Odin's terrifying strength and the divine might of the Spear of Elbaf. It was becoming apparent that Rocky might never surpass Odin in his lifetime.
Chital's arrival had thrown everything into chaos. His disappearance from Elbaf would undoubtedly raise suspicions and prompt a full investigation from Titan King City. Conflict was inevitable now.
Brook had to act first.
Knowing the Elbaf Giants were fiercely territorial, Brook ordered Golden Lion Shiki to lift Giant Soldier City and move it just beyond Elbaf's waters, less than a hundred meters offshore. The seafloor was raised into a shallow seabed, making the new landmass reachable by wading. The name was changed to Hell Giant City, and Golden Lion Shiki hurled some leftover mountains into the original Giant Village site to make it look like nothing had changed.
Meanwhile, the now-leveled Giant Soldier Village was converted into a basic trade hub, open to any curious giant who might wander in. The entire village population, however, had already relocated to Hell Giant City and pledged allegiance to Brook's Hell Pirates.
Giants who had previously left to promote the village returned, bringing intrigued visitors from neighboring settlements. These curious giants came to inspect the new trade zone, which offered basic swords, spears, and shields. But the real allure was in Hell Giant City—where alloy weapons, fine wine, and rare goods awaited. One by one, they waded across the shallow sea, flyers in hand, ready to trade their treasures.
Half a month later, the rumors of a new pirate-run trade city had spread across Elbaf. Finally, one giant clad in alloy armor marched into Titan King City, carrying a letter from Brook.
"What?! A new island has emerged across from Giant Village? Under the control of the Hell Pirates? And Chital was captured? Even the Kratos' Axe of the God of War has been taken?!"
King Odin was livid.
The armored giant respectfully presented the letter, its contents written by Brook himself.
Chital had gone to apprehend Dorry and the others but was instead captured, becoming a bargaining chip for Brook. Now, Odin had to consider a response.
The messenger handed over a Den Den Mushi—a giant-sized one, over a meter tall.
"You've joined the Hell Pirates too?" Odin asked coldly, noting the superior armor the messenger wore compared to his own guards.
"Yes, Your Majesty," the giant replied enthusiastically. "Lord Brook has provided excellent food, drink, and equipment to all residents of Hell Giant City. The wine flows freely, and the weapons are unmatched. Everyone is thriving."
Some of the listening giants, especially the ones who loved good drink, began drooling.
"Enough!" Odin snapped, silencing the room. He clutched the Den Den Mushi, considering Brook's audacity.
Soon, the snail phone rang.
"Burururu~"
"Yohohoho~ King Odin?"
Brook's familiar laugh echoed through the Den Den Mushi.
"New World Overlord Brook," Odin said sternly. "Your reach has grown too long, too fast. Even the Ice Demon and Diger were not this brazen."
"Ah, that's not my intention," Brook said with a chuckle. "I was just doing business quietly on my turf when Chital showed up uninvited. To be honest, I should thank him—he brought me a wonderful axe. Perfect for forging some new legendary blades."
"You are provoking the entire giant race. Are you not afraid we will all set sail and wipe you from the sea?"
"And you're provoking the Hell Pirates," Brook replied coolly. "What makes you think your Titans outnumber my hundred-thousand-strong fleet? You really think Titan King City can stand against a flying armada?"
Neither leader flinched. A tense silence followed.
"Say it, then. What do you want?" Odin finally asked.
"Now that you mention it," Brook began, voice smooth as wine, "I'd like 100 kilograms of Gungnir Sacred Steel and first trading rights to Treasure Tree Adam. Your payment should exceed the value of Chital and the Kratos Axe. Otherwise, I'll happily melt it down."
Odin's grip on the Den Den Mushi tightened.
"You dare trade my people for materials, Brook? Elbaf could align with the Marines and annihilate you!"
"Then what's your offer?" Brook asked. He knew how to deal with men of action—no riddles, no dancing around.
"100 kilos of Sacred Steel and 50% access to Adam, at market value. No more. Take it or prepare for war."
Odin's voice was grave, but restrained. He would secure Chital first—the axe too—and only then, perhaps, teach Brook the true wrath of Elbaf.
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