In the Odin Sea of the New World, there existed a massive island twenty to thirty times larger than Whole Cake Island—its name was Elbaf!
On this island lived the race hailed as the world's strongest—the Giants.
An adult Giant's strength far surpassed even the famously powerful Fish-Men, with heights as towering as small mountains, the shortest standing over twelve meters tall.
Their lifespans stretched over 300 years, making them veritable living fossils.
Elbaf was a member nation of the World Government.
To court this mightiest race, the World Government promised that any Giant joining the Marines would automatically be granted the rank of Giant Vice Admiral.
Though the World Government offered excellent treatment, some Giant warriors who yearned for freedom and adventure still took to the seas as pirates.
The idols of all Giant warriors were none other than the Giant Warrior Pirates who once dominated the New World a century ago!
"Hajrudin! Hajrudin! Have you formed the New Giant Warrior Pirates yet? Tell us about your adventures across the seas!"
Today, life on Elbaf remained as peaceful and leisurely as ever.
As the world's strongest nation, no one had ever dared to attack here.
In a spacious valley stood rows of stone houses dozens of meters tall, where male and female Giants over ten meters tall bustled about preparing lunch.
In front of one large bluestone house, several snot-nosed young Giants—each over three meters tall—watched Hajrudin chopping firewood with eager excitement.
Hajrudin wielded an axe over five meters long—even larger than the one Silver Axe carried—as effortlessly as a toy, easily splitting logs two to three meters in diameter.
Hearing the children's questions, Hajrudin smiled warmly.
Though 81 years old, as a Giant he was still in his prime, equivalent to a human in their early twenties.
"Hahaha! Let me tell you, the sea has sights more beautiful than you can imagine! Delicious foods you've never tasted, thrilling battles, and spectacular scenes!"
"Wow! I wanna go on adventures at sea too! Hajrudin, can you take us? Pleeease!"
The three-to-four-meter-tall "brats" listened with starry eyes, drool dripping uncontrollably.
"Damn you, Hajrudin! Tricking kids again! Didn't I tell you not to stir their curiosity about the outside world? Don't you know how dangerous the seas are?"
Nearby, a female Giant in a long robe stood with hands on hips, berating Hajrudin angrily.
Hajrudin raised his hands sheepishly. "Sorry, Gerd, I forgot. Won't happen again."
The female Giant named Gerd was the ship doctor of Hajrudin's New Giant Warrior Pirates—a hot-tempered but "highly skilled" combat medic.
The Giant race's medical treatment methods were:
External injuries? Apply some of Mother Earth's soil, lick it with saliva, and wait for healing.
Internal injuries? Drink strong liquor and wait for recovery.
To be honest, although this method was crude, the physical constitution of the giants was simply too strong.
Over the centuries, as long as they didn't die on the spot, they would recover and become lively again after some time.
The two were bickering when suddenly, a clamor arose from the direction of the harbor, mingled with the faint, terrified cries of their clansmen!
Hajrudin abruptly stood up, gripping the firewood-splitting axe in his hand, and hurriedly rushed toward the commotion.
"Hajrudin! Wait for me!" Gerd hurriedly retrieved a massive weapon from the room—a long-handled battle axe.
Several giant children saw Hajrudin running off and exchanged glances, their eyes sparkling with excitement before they scampered after him like a whirlwind.
"You lot, get back here right now, you hear me!" Gerd turned around and glared at the children, scolding them fiercely.
"Sister Gerd is so mean, no one will ever marry you, bleh bleh bleh…"
The children stuck their tongues out at her, completely ignoring her words, which only made Gerd bristle with anger.
Hajrudin moved swiftly and soon arrived at the harbor of Elbaf.
Pushing through the noisy crowd, he bellowed, "What's going on?"
At the harbor, male and female giants, each standing over ten meters tall, tightly gripped large wooden clubs or massive iron weapons, their expressions tense as they stared out to sea.
Frowning, Hajrudin followed their gaze and saw a line of enormous pirate ships sailing straight toward them across the vast ocean!
His expression darkened as he pulled a horn made from a bull's horn from his waist, raised it to his lips, and blew with all his might.
"Woo woo woo!"
The deep, resonant sound of the horn echoed far and wide, spreading not only across Elbaf but also reaching the pirate ships on the horizon.
"Attention, pirates ahead! I don't care which crew you belong to—turn back now! This is the Land of Giants, Elbaf, the strongest nation in the world! Whatever your purpose is, think carefully about the consequences!"
After the horn's call faded, Hajrudin mustered all his strength and roared at the top of his lungs.
Yet, the pirate ships remained indifferent, continuing their swift approach.
"Warriors of Elbaf, listen up! Elders and children, retreat! Everyone else, prepare for battle!"
Hajrudin didn't mention women—because the women of the giant race were just as powerful, capable of effortlessly crushing hundreds, if not thousands, of ordinary humans.
As the massive pirate ships drew closer, Hajrudin finally made out the emblem on their billowing sails.
It was a giant skull with spread wings, beneath which surged rolling waves.
The moment he saw the flag, Hajrudin's towering frame trembled violently, as if struck by lightning, and the great axe in his hand clattered to the ground.
"Hajrudin! Are you alright?"
Gerd, who had just caught up, was taken aback by Hajrudin's expression.
She couldn't understand why the usually fearless, proud, and ambitious Hajrudin—who dreamed of reviving the Giant Warrior Pirates and uniting all giants—would be so terrified, as if struck by fear.
"Beast… Beast God Pirates!!"
Hajrudin gritted his teeth, forcing the words out syllable by syllable, as though expending every ounce of his strength.
"Beast God Pirates?" Gerd blinked, momentarily failing to grasp the gravity of the situation.
"The new emperor who unified the Beasts Pirates and the Big Mom Pirates, reigns supreme over the seas and established the infamous Pirate Council—so terrifying it makes children cease their cries! Among pirates, the most powerful and feared monster!"
"Beast God—Barbarossa Caesar!!"
With each word Hajrudin spoke, Gerd's face grew paler.
By the time Hajrudin finished his last sentence, the fiery-tempered female giant and ship doctor of the New Giant Warrior Pirates had turned completely ashen.
"Woroorororo! After twenty-eight years, I've returned to Elbaf! Filina! My wife! I've come to take you home!"
"Mamamama, it's been sixty-three years since I last set foot here. How nostalgic. Hmm? Isn't that Haierding? Long time no see!"
At the bow of the massive pirate ship, two terrifying figures stood side by side on the deck.
Though their stature seemed diminutive compared to the giants, in Hajrudin's eyes, these two loomed as supreme demon kings!