It might be a similar technique.
Cyrus knew that many races in this world were related to extraterrestrials, possibly the result of biological experiments long ago.
The giant race might be one of them.
This might be the reason why giants couldn't master Haki, or rather, why it was very difficult for them to master Haki.
But their naturally powerful bodies, even without Haki, still gave the giant race terrifying strength.
That energy was perhaps a product of their powerful physiques.
Cyrus pondered the details of the attack, wondering if he could replicate it.
Crack!
The sound of shattering metal rang out. Cyrus looked up.
The weapons in the two giants' hands shattered simultaneously.
A hundred years of fighting had long left the weapons worn and battered.
Unable to withstand the strain of that last attack, they had reached the end of their lifespan.
The two giants glanced at each other, then dropped their broken weapons and sat down on the spot, staring at Cyrus.
"We can't defeat you. Our lives are yours to take!" the two giants said in unison.
"Hmm? Why would I take your lives?"
Cyrus was taken aback, looking at the two giants with a strange expression.
"The lives of the defeated are at the victor's disposal."
The two giants spoke.
"I just wanted to witness your Elbaf Spear. I'm not interested in your lives. If you're willing, tell me how to practice that attack."
"You're not taking our lives?"
Hearing this, the two giants looked at Cyrus, their eyes filled with confusion.
"I already told you, I just came to witness the techniques of the giant race."
Cyrus waved his hand dismissively, then looked at the ship floating over.
After the ship landed, Issho and Robin disembarked.
"You seem to be able to use that move now."
"After you mentioned it, I felt it wouldn't be too difficult," Issho explained.
"That is a technique only giants can master. But if you want to know, we can tell you," Dorry said, seeing that Cyrus truly wasn't going to take their lives.
Just as his voice fell, his stomach let out a thunderous rumble.
As if by infection, Brogy's stomach rumbled too.
"We're hungry!"
The two giants looked at each other and stood up.
"We'll treat you to a meal."
With that, the two giants turned and walked toward the interior of Little Garden.
"Captain, you're too reckless."
Robin walked to Cyrus's side, her eyes scanning him.
Only after confirming he was unharmed did she speak.
"There's no power that can kill me in a single blow." Cyrus smiled and turned his head.
"That's still not acceptable. That attack was too powerful," Robin said, turning to look at the still-turbulent sea.
From the sky just now, she had clearly seen the two giants' attack briefly split the sea into three parts.
"Alright, I'll listen to you!"
Cyrus raised his hand and patted Robin's shoulder.
But his tone, no matter how one heard it, sounded somewhat nonchalant.
Robin was helpless at this but could do nothing about it.
Not long after, meat was roasting over three huge bonfires.
These were three massive dinosaur-like animals, evidently very fatty.
As they roasted, grease dripped continuously into the fire, making crackling sounds.
"That's how it is. This technique can only be performed by giants," Brogy said, emphasizing it once again.
'As I thought.'
'It was a combination of presence and physique that allowed one to execute this attack.'
'So, it really was a move similar to Conqueror's Haki Emission.' Cyrus thought to himself, but he had no intention of trying it right now.
On the other side, Dorry was already grabbing a roasted giant dinosaur and gnawing on it.
"In other things, we can't compare to you, but when it comes to eating, we can definitely win!" Brogy said, clearly hungry as well as he swallowed hard.
"That's not necessarily true!"
Hearing this, Cyrus raised an eyebrow and replied.
Robin suddenly had a bad feeling.
She turned to look at the huge roasted dinosaur on the fire, then looked at Cyrus.
Then, what she had imagined became reality.
A single sentence from the giant Brogy was taken as a challenge by Cyrus.
And so, the two giants and Cyrus began an eating competition.
Issho and Robin stared blankly as Cyrus, at a pace no slower than the two giants, devoured all the roasted meat—many times larger than himself—into his stomach in a very short time.
They didn't even see his belly bulge.
Was his stomach connected to another dimension?
The two giants stopped halfway through their meal, staring blankly at Cyrus.
They couldn't figure out how this human, Cyrus, could eat food many times larger than his own body.
For Cyrus, he could eat any amount.
He could even improve his constitution after eating a large amount.
However, the improvement from purely eating was not significant, so Cyrus didn't do it often.
Most of the time, it was to restore health and, incidentally, to taste the food.
But this time, after eating so much food, the improvement in his constitution was quite noticeable.
Perhaps it was also because the ingredients of this meal were somewhat special.
After all, they were massive animals; their meat quality might be higher.
[Constitution: 152]
Before arriving at this island, his constitution had just broken the 150 mark.
Now, after eating so much meat, it had increased by a full two points.
No, it had increased to 152 when he was halfway through. The second half didn't provide any further increase.
Putting down the bone in his hand, Cyrus looked at the enormous skeleton before him, then turned to Dorry and Brogy.
"You two aren't so tough after all, despite growing so big."
Cyrus's single sentence instantly made the two giants flush with anger.
The giants had many points of pride, one of which was that the more one ate, the stronger one was.
After all, appetite and strength were directly proportional most of the time.
Now, the two giants finally understood why Cyrus was so strong.
For someone so small to be able to eat so much.
At this thought, the two giants resumed eating meat.
In the end, they were so stuffed their eyes were rolling back, but they didn't stop.
Only after they had painstakingly finished all the meat before them did they both fall backward, snoring loudly.
"Is there something wrong with them?" Robin whispered to Cyrus, pointing a finger at her own head.
"What's wrong with them?" Cyrus turned to look at Robin.
"Giants are basically all like this. Or rather, most people on this sea are like this, without too many complicated thoughts in their heads."
"I feel like that wasn't a compliment." Robin remarked upon hearing his words.
Cyrus's words sounded like a compliment, but the more she thought about it, the more it felt off.
"We're leaving tomorrow. Get some rest!"
Cyrus grabbed his sword, stood up, and walked away.
Robin watched Cyrus's back, then glanced at Issho.
"Mm, he probably wants to see if he can master that attack the giants used."
Noticing Robin's gaze, Issho thought for a moment before speaking, then also got up and left.
...
At the seashore.
Cyrus drew his sword and closed his eyes.
He replayed the scene of the two giants unleashing the Elbaf Spear in his mind, along with their explanation.
However, their explanation was too vague.
Or perhaps, that was just how the giants taught it.
Swish!
Cyrus swung his sword, and a slash flew out.
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