Whether or not one possesses Conqueror's Haki is a completely different concept when fighting Im.

The former is the qualification to challenge, the minimum threshold to stand in front of the other party without being easily crushed by its very existence.

The latter didn't even have a chance to enter. Under the absolute pressure of that will that was above all living beings, those with weaker wills would collapse and faint in an instant.

Using his Flying Technique, Luffy's white figure rose and fell lightly in the air, as if stepping on invisible stairs, one step after another, until he arrived in front of Harald.

He faced the all-consuming shadow in the distance, and his little face showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, it was filled with a confident and eager smile.

Harald lowered his crimson eyes, looking at the tiny white figure in front of him, which was no bigger than his palm.

Faced with a formidable enemy like Im, is this brat's smile merely the ignorant fearlessness of a young man, or does he truly not fully understand the great terror that Im represents?

"I'm going to use a move I've never used before."

Luffy looked up at Harald, his smile fading and his expression becoming more serious than ever before. "I might be a little unaccustomed to it and need some time to prepare."

"Hold that shadow monster back for me. It'll only take a few minutes."

Seeing Luffy's serious expression, which was not one to joke, Harald had no hesitation.

He knew perfectly well that he had no chance of defeating Im on his own.

But if you can spend a few minutes maneuvering, you can create an opportunity for this kid who might carry a miracle to do it.

"Don't let me down," the voice said, carrying the weight of a heavy responsibility.

Without further hesitation, Harald gripped his heavy greatsword and charged towards Im's location.

He wanted to close the gap by leveraging the inherent physical advantages of the giant race to reduce the disparity between himself and the giants.

Meanwhile, the Great Hammer Chapter warriors who had been knocked unconscious by Im's Conqueror's Haki storm actually got back up one after another.

Shaking their still dizzy heads, their fighting spirit remained undiminished. They roared again and pounced madly on their respective opponents, the four Five Elders who were entangled.

They would use their own flesh and blood to create even the slightest chance for the king who was charging ahead.

Im watched Harald silently as he strode toward him, a faint ripple seeming to appear in the chaotic shadows.

These arrogant and ignorant giants should have been wiped out long ago if they weren't still somewhat useful.

The next instant, Im's eyes, hidden in the shadows and gleaming with eerie circular patterns, stared at Harald's head for a second.

An invisible and intangible, yet mysterious force carrying an absolute will to destroy, rapidly transmitted out in an incomprehensible manner, heading straight for Harald's head.

"boom!"

A dull and terrifying explosion.

Harald's charging forward suddenly halted, stopping abruptly for half a minute.

Under that terrifying gaze, his head jerked back as if a bomb had been detonated inside.

Half of his head, along with part of his skull, exploded into a mass of crimson mist mixed with blood, flesh, and bone fragments.

His body did not fall; his thick, pillar-like legs still steadily supported his massive frame.

Harald's skull was more than half destroyed, but even so, he did not die.

To the disbelief of the audience, Harald's head, which had been thrown back by the explosion, began to slowly and steadily return to its original position.

He still gripped the greatsword tightly in his hand, and his legs began to move forward again. At the same time, a large amount of hot white steam began to rise from his bloodied and mangled face.

Under the frenzied surge of steam, the damaged flesh and bones regenerated rapidly, with a recovery speed not much slower than that of the Holy Knights' contracts.

Im hadn't expected that his tried-and-true gaze-to-the-headshot technique would only take half its power from Harald, yet the latter was still able to withstand it.

Most lucky individuals with the potential to become kings are usually adept at using Conqueror's Haki for attack or intimidation, rather than for defense.

Only a very few top-tier masters at the pinnacle can utilize Conqueror's Haki to create powerful defensive effects and protect their own existence.

Im cast another glance, this time aimed at Harald, at his moving legs.

A slight cracking sound, and the effect was even weaker!

It didn't even blow Harald's thigh off; it only caused his leg muscles to cave in violently, breaking off a large section and exposing the white bone underneath, but it was quickly filled in by steam and regenerated flesh.

Only then did Im see clearly.

The former king of the giant kingdom has been gradually covered with a layer of defensive biomass that is pure white and has a texture like seashells or crystals.

This is a hardening granted by the Founding Titan, originating from the power of Ymir, and its strength is no less than that of top-level advanced Armament Haki.

Harald combined this hardening ability with his Armament Haki, which he had honed to its extreme, to create a double layer covering his entire body, transforming himself into an unbreakable hedgehog.

That's why he had the opportunity to get close to Im!

Just then, a voice brimming with rage burst forth from Harald's mouth, which was almost completely healed: "Im—!!"

"You forced me to break with Rocks, so today I'll return this sword to you on your behalf!"

Before he finished speaking, Harald had already rushed over, and was no more than a hundred meters away from Im, which was very close for beings of their level.

He raised the greatsword high above his head, frantically pouring all his Conqueror's Haki techniques into the blade.

This was the most advanced application of domineering aura that a giant warrior could comprehend, "Weihai—!!"

With a roar that ripped through the night sky, Harald swung his greatsword down at Im, who was lurking in the shadows ahead.

A crimson, domineering slash, over a hundred meters high and condensed to its fullest extent, burst forth from the sword's edge.

The slash was surrounded by wildly swirling, jet-black, domineering lightning that crackled and roared, sending chills down one's spine.

This terrifying, domineering slash, imbued with the Giant King's lifelong hatred and power, was incredibly fast and overwhelmingly powerful. Almost the instant it left his hand, it had already traversed that short hundred-meter distance.

At this distance, only a god would be able to react and defend against such an attack, right?

Even Im didn't have a chance to defend?

The next moment, to the astonishment of all the spectators, the crimson slash that the Giant King had unleashed, hundreds of meters high, entered Satan Saint's body without any hindrance.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no deafening clang of metal, only a soft hissing sound, like a sharp blade cutting through the air.

That terrifying slash instantly pierced through Satan Saint's entire body.

After piercing through his body, the slash continued its relentless momentum, shooting backward and leaving a long, crimson trail of destruction stretching for over ten kilometers in the night sky before gradually dissipating and stopping.

Along the path of that slash, a clear, blank gap could be seen in the middle of Satan Saint's entire body.

My aunt was one day cleaved in two by a giant.

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