The pirates sat and forgot, and they really believed the nine truths and one lie.

During his lifetime, Harald never had the qualifications or opportunity to challenge Im.

At that time, he naively believed that as long as he offered his loyalty and wore shackles, and offered the submission and power of the giant kingdom as tribute, he could gain a trace of pity from the world lord who sat in the void.

He dreamed that Elbaf would no longer have to worry about food, that it could reduce its needless export of violence, and that it could exist in this sea like a normally accepted country.

When the contract of the Knights of God, which contained absolute dominion, was deeply imprinted on his body, Harald finally understood all his past sacrifices, compromises, and fantasies.

They are all nothing but laughable bubbles under the sun, bursting at the slightest touch.

Slaves had no right to negotiate with their slave owners; all they had was unconditional obedience and the privilege of having their rewards taken away at any time.

The World Government has never, and will never, allow Elbaf to become a normal country.

What they need is a constant stream of easily controlled giant soldiers, walking war machines, and terrifying symbols to intimidate and crush all disobedient ones.

Peace and development would diminish the Titans' purity as weapons.

Harald saw the deeper darkness more clearly after his death, from a perspective that transcended life and death.

The scientific groups secretly funded by the world government conducted inhumane human experiments, especially the gigantification research on children.

They never stopped coveting the bloodline of the giants, attempting to use technology to replicate and even mass-produce this perfect biological weapon.

From the very beginning, from the moment the Giants chose to clashed with the World Government, Elubaf had no real way out.

Slaves begging slave owners for equal status? In retrospect, Harald was far too naive, tragically naive.

Luffy's cheerful laughter interrupted Harald's heavy thoughts. The brat had jumped off the Giant King's shoulder again at some point and immediately took a liking to Yoruru, whose astonishingly long beard cascaded down to the ground like a white waterfall.

In Luffy's eyes, this is not a symbol of high moral standing, but a perfect playground.

He leaped backward, landing precisely on the tip of his beard, and then slid smoothly down the smooth hair with a squeak.

His rubber body provided excellent elasticity and fun, and he played around with it to his heart's content. Against the grim backdrop of the battlefield, he appeared both striking and full of life.

Having died once, Yorulu has become enlightened and detached.

He looked down at the little white creature playing on his beautiful beard like a slide, and then at the white fiery cloud floating merrily behind him.

Instead of anger, his wrinkled face revealed a thoughtful, gentle smile.

Lelouch spoke in a hoarse voice, her gaze following Luffy's nimble movements, "Your Majesty, this little fellow looks a bit like the image of the sun god recorded in our giant mythology?"

"Am I seeing things, or is my memory playing tricks on me?"

Harald's gaze also fell on Luffy, who was swinging on Yoruru's beard, and a glint of light flashed in his scarlet eyes.

"There should be some connection."

The voice carried the weight of memories: "There was once a successor to Nika, a giant."

"Those legends about the sun god who brought laughter and freedom may have originated there, so it's not surprising that some myths have been left behind."

Now is clearly not the time to reminisce about myths or indulge in play. Harald suddenly stretched out his large hand and grabbed Luffy, who was still dangling on his beard, in his huge palm.

"This is not the time for kid to play around."

Harald lifted Luffy to eye level, his face filled with unwavering solemnity, "Use your strength and fight alongside us."

"We don't expect to completely defeat Im in this battle, but we must at least repel him and give everyone a chance to catch their breath."

"You are the key!"

This is by no means an exaggeration, but a judgment based on cold reality and ancient memories.

Anyone with a brain can see the deep-seated fear and murderous intent that Im has for Nika.

Why such fear? This secret is buried deep within the depths of history, and those who knew it have long since turned to dust.

After saying that, Harald released his hand.

Luffy lightly flipped in the air, using his Flying Technique to hover steadily between the two giants.

The smile on his face did not fade; instead, it became even brighter, and his eyes burned with an eager flame.

"Okay!" Luffy shouted.

Clenching his fists, he said, "Then let's do it together and show that lurking villain what our power is all about!!"

He simultaneously stretched out his two rubber arms to both sides, his fists clenched.

Harald and Yoruru understood each other perfectly. Almost simultaneously, they raised one of their arms, as thick as a stone pillar, and clenched their huge fists.

Three fists, one large and one small, collided gently yet powerfully under the moonlight and the smoke of battle.

There was no earth-shattering roar, but it was as if an invisible pact and fighting spirit resonated at this moment.

Trust between men is established without needing many words.

Just as they formed an alliance, another unexpected event occurred on the other side of the battlefield.

Several ancient giant warriors, their eyes bloodshot with rage, roared and brandished their heavy weapons, trampling over the corpses of their comrades, and launched a desperate charge toward Im's location.

They didn't even get within a hundred paces of the shadows; Im simply glanced at them calmly.

A force that cannot be understood, observed, or defended against acts remotely.

It happened almost instantaneously, without any warning or energy fluctuations.

The heads of the giant warriors at the forefront, along with their helmets, exploded one after another, like watermelons struck by an invisible giant hammer.

Red and white fragments of bone, mixed with a small amount of rising heat, sprayed out in a radial pattern.

The headless, enormous body staggered forward a few steps due to inertia before crashing to the ground.

Im didn't move an inch; in that chaotic shadow, there was only an extremely cold gaze.

During this ruthless process of annihilation, Im clearly perceived that these created giants had a significant weakness.

After losing their heads, their eerie, high-speed regeneration ability, which relies on steam, will decrease significantly, or even almost stop.

The headless giant corpse lying before him had only faint steam slowly rising from the severed neck, and the wriggling flesh was growing at a pitifully slow rate.

Judging from the way it looks, there's absolutely no way it will grow its head back anytime soon.

That being the case...

Im's emotionless gaze swept across the chaotic battlefield and locked onto the distance once more.

The straw-hatted boy standing between the two giants, his white figure particularly striking, and beside him, the giant king with two horns on his head.

The headshot tactic should also apply to Harald, right?